“What’s the situation?”

The bodyguard frowned slightly, and a look of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes. The young man in front of him actually dodged the attack he was bound to win so calmly.

Is it a coincidence?

Qin Mo ignored the bodyguard who became nervous in an instant and breathed a sigh of relief.

The just now made Lan Yuling's condition much more stable. If she maintained this situation, heavy bleeding would definitely not come.

As long as the ambulance can arrive in time, with the development of Jiangcheng Hospital, the safety of mother and son is definitely not a problem.

"Since I don't need to treat it, I'll leave, why bother to touch my feet?"

Qin Mo spread his hands at the bodyguard, with a playful smile on his face, and said with a pointing finger: "And if you really want to start, it's hard to say who wins and who loses."

After saying this, he ignored the bodyguard's deep frown. Qin Mo waved his hand and turned around and left without even looking at Wu De, who was ashen.

"Honey... the doctor hasn't come yet?"

With a moan, less than a moment after Qin Mo left, Lan Yuling, who was lying on the blanket, opened her eyes.

Although his expression was still very weak, the blood on his face was gradually rising. At this time, Lan Yuling's condition seemed much better than before.

Zhang Decai looked at his daughter-in-law and whispered to communicate with his son. He couldn't help but look back at the direction where Qin Mo left, his heart slightly condensed, and some guesses arose.

Just now, when Qin Mo was massaging the acupoints on Lan Yuling, he did not make a sound to stop him. Now it seems that his approach may be right!

"Master, Doctor Song is here, Madam is saved!"

Just as Zhang Defu was thinking about Qin Mo's identity in his heart, he kept looking at the bodyguards in the distance and suddenly shouted excitedly.

When he heard the bodyguard's shouting, both Zhang Decai and Zhang Maosheng looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief.

As Zhang Decai's imperial genius doctor, few people in Jiangcheng know Song Siming's medical skills better than Zhang Decai. With Song Siming here, his daughter-in-law and grandson in his belly will definitely be safe.

"Wife, have you heard it? Doctor Song is here, don't worry, our child will definitely be born smoothly this time."

Zhang Maosheng was also full of excitement and held Lan Yuling's hand tightly.

Thanks to the law enforcement traffic police sent by the Transportation Bureau and the manual intervention of the signal lights, Song Siming, who took the shortcut, arrived at the scene as fast as possible.

With the support of the director of Jiangcheng First People's Hospital, Song Siming got off the director's special car.

"Old Mr. Song, please tell me any instructions at any time. The entire People's Hospital will be waiting for your order!"

Facing this famous master doctor in Jiangcheng City, Xue Muhua has no airs as the director of the First People's Hospital, and his attitude is extremely respectful.

You should know that Song Siming has a close relationship with many top figures in Jiangcheng. As long as you please Song Siming, it will be not far from the day you step into the upper reaches of Jiangcheng.

So even if Song Siming is nominally a doctor listed in the First People's Hospital, according to regulations, Xue Muhua is actually Song Siming's leader.

But in front of Song Siming, Xue Muhua dared not show off his leadership posture at all.

"Okay, you can wait here. I'll go over and see what Mrs. Zhang is doing."

Song Siming was very cold to Xue Muhua's compliment, waved his hand, and walked straight towards Zhang Decai's Maybach luxury car.

While in the car, he had learned the basic situation from Xue Muhua and judged that pregnant women are likely to suffer heavy bleeding.

So I specially brought my own needle box to prepare for acupuncture therapy for pregnant women to stabilize her condition.

However, when Song Siming walked to Lan Yuling's side, his eyes widened instantly, as if he was surprised to see God!

Seeing that Song Siming's face was wrong, Zhang Decai, who had already breathed a sigh of relief, became nervous again and asked anxiously: "Siming, is the situation not good?"

Zhang Maosheng also quickly stood up, bowed slightly to Song Siming to express his respect, and whispered: "Old Song, the future of our Zhang family is something you can ask for."

"Has anyone ever treated Mrs. Ling before I came?"

Song Siming ignored Zhang Maosheng's salute and turned to look at Zhang Decai. He looked extremely excited, and the light in his eyes was extremely hot.

It seems like a peerless master has seen the legendary secrets of magical skills.

Before Zhang De and Zhang Maosheng could speak, Wu De, who was standing beside him, couldn't help it anymore.

He cursed and said, "I have long said that the boy is unreliable. He is just a nonsense. He is confusing the public. Now Doctor Song is here,

Prove that I was right!"

Wu De snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and continued: "Treatment and saving lives is not a child's house. Can it be played with a joke? I really don't know what he thinks!"

After saying this, Wu De pulled out the toothpick inserted above Lan Yuling's belly button.

"stop……"

When Song Siming saw Wu De's actions, his expression suddenly became extremely anxious and shouted loudly to stop Wu De.

But it's too late...

Song Siming shivered his lips and pointed at Wu De and cursed: "Where are you from the barefoot doctor? You are harming people. That is the legendary Tianchan magic needle.

That's why I asked Mr. Zhang who was the sacred sacred magic that you actually pulled out the needle.

Are you going to kill Mrs. Zhang?”

"But... Isn't this just a toothpick? Doctor Song, are you making a big deal?"

Wu De frowned slightly, slightly dissatisfied with Song Siming's scolding. He had been the attending doctor for more than ten years, and when did someone teach such a lesson?

"Well... it hurts, something is coming out from below!"

During the quarrel between Song Siming and Wu De, Lan Yuling, who was already in a state of improvement, suddenly let out a cry of pain, grabbed Zhang Maosheng's hand tightly, her expression distorted, and the blood on her face subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, under her abdomen, a trace of dark red blood slowly flowed along the base of her thighs to the blanket, and in a blink of an eye the blanket dyed a large piece of red.

"Old Zhang, tell me where is the miracle doctor who used the Tianchan magic needle to treat Mrs. Zhang. The situation is not good now. I am afraid that only he can cure Mrs. Zhang's heavy bleeding condition!"

Song Siming squatted down and inserted the silver needles on several acupoints on Lan Yuling's body, but did not stop the bleeding at all, and shouted anxiously at Zhang Decai.

"The one who treated Yuling was not a miracle doctor, but a young man... he had already left just now."

Zhang Decai frowned slightly and pointed at the direction where Qin Mo left.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!