Qin Mo walked to the marshal's bed. He was an elderly man over fifty years old. He looked very tough, and his face was as strong as a knife. He looked like a man who had been stormed by the wind and waves.

“He doesn’t look sick”

Qin Mo glanced at the Marshal's face and said.

"Yes, I have been diagnosed for a long time and always feel that the marshal's condition is not as good as a disease, but I can't find out what caused the fainting, and my complexion is getting worse and worse."

Song Siming nodded, and because of this, all the doctors in Jiangcheng had no choice.

"Brother Qin, do you see any clues?"

The secretary's tone was much higher, and his face was full of expectations. Qin Mo could see the marshal's illness at a glance, and he must have a strong medical skills.

It turns out that you can't recognize people by appearance.

Qin Mo didn't care when he saw the secretary's change of attitude. He walked to the marshal and took his pulse.

With Qin Mo's silence, everyone present was nervous, and even the air felt a sense of solemnity.

Qin Mo was silent for a long time, frowned slightly, and when they saw this expression, their hearts were filled with knots.

Especially Song Siming, he understood Qin Mo's powerful medical skills, and even he felt that it was difficult to see that the Marshal's situation was even more serious than he thought.

"He was poisoned, a very ancient and mysterious poison, somewhat similar to the Miao Gu poison."

Qin Mo let go of his fingers that took his pulse and said something that shocked everyone present.

The marshal of the state was actually poisoned!

This is a major event that shocks China.

“Is there any salvation?”

Zhang Decai asked first, the most important thing now is to save the marshal well, so that the Zhang family can survive.

"It's possible to save it, but it's a bit difficult and it takes several days."

Qin Mo spoke, and when he heard Qin Mo's words, everyone's hearts fell, especially Zhang Defu and his secretary, feeling relieved.

"You should find out who poisoned it as soon as possible, otherwise there will definitely be assassination later."

Qin Mo reminded them that it is definitely not ordinary people to dare to kill the marshal of the state, and they will not give up easily.

"Hmph, don't worry about this, I must uproot them."

The secretary Wenjing's face was covered with coldness at this moment. If you dare to attack the marshal, you will definitely suffer terrible revenge. No force can bear it. Even if other countries are found out, they will have to pay a heavy price.

The secretary's eyes fell on Qin Mo, and as he turned, he had another thought, "Brother Qin, you can stay in the Zhang family these days, so as not to be assassinated by people behind his back."

The secretary seemed to be concerned, but in fact he had to control Qin Mo. Only by curing the marshal could he leave.

"I'll leave if I want to leave, stay if I want to stay, and no one can restrain me yet."

Qin Mo's voice turned cold, how could he not hear the hidden meaning in the secretary's words?

"Secretary, Qin Mo has always been used to being free, and he will definitely do what he promises. You will not worry too much about this."

At this time, Zhang Defai also interrupted, and his words revealed his dissatisfaction with the secretary. Doing so will inevitably make others feel cold.

"I did this just for his safety. Since I don't appreciate it, I won't force it."

Zhang Decai did not dare to disobey Zhang Decai's words. After all, he was a former marshal and even if he retired, he was not a person he could offend.

"I'm going to heal, you go out first."

Qin Mo glanced at the secretary and said lightly.

In addition to hearing this, Zhang De pulled the secretary who was still trying to refute and walked out of the room. Only Qin Mo and Song Siming were left in the entire ward.

"Young Master Qin, can I be an assistant here?"

Song Siming asked with a hot look. He had always admired Qin Mo's medical skills and wanted to see his methods of practicing medicine.

Qin Mo nodded with a smile. Song Siming also had a good impression of him.

"Did you bring a silver needle?"

Qin Mo asked, if he wants to save the marshal this time, he must use the Tianchan magic needle to save him. The marshal was deeply poisoned and was about to suffer from his internal organs. If he arrives half a day later, the marshal will be unable to turn things around.

Song Siming nodded repeatedly. He carried the silver needles with him, and they were all first-class and top-quality silver needles, which were very effective when used.

Picking up the silver needle, Qin Mo quickly pierced it on the marshal's major acupoints. The accurate and gorgeous technique of picking flowers in the Buddha's hand made Song Siming dazzled and couldn't remember it at all.

Puff

Suddenly, the marshal who had been unconscious suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell into a coma again, but his complexion seemed to have improved a lot, changing from pale to rosy signs.

"Okay, don't eat anything for the time being, just deliver nutrient solution. I will come again tomorrow."

Qin Mo took back all the silver needles and returned them to Song Siming.

"Mr. Qin's medical skills are so clever. I don't understand them at all."

Song Siming smiled and said that he did not have the style of a famous doctor, but he was a bit like a student studying medicine.

"Look at it more in the future, and you will understand more from it."

Qin Mo smiled faintly. The Tianchan Divine Needle cannot be used by Song Siming's ordinary people, but glimpsing a little bit of mystery from it can also make his acupuncture more powerful.

When Song Siming heard Qin Mo's words, he nodded excitedly. It seemed that Qin Mo was willing to watch Qin Mo treat the marshal from now on. This was like a great fortune for him. There were no people in this world who could bring him an inspiration for enlightenment. Qin Mo was one of the very few.

It can even be regarded as the most powerful doctor he has ever met.

After learning that Qin Mo had finished his treatment, the secretary rushed in first and saw the black blood under the marshal's bed, a trace of black gas was evaporated into mist. Even if he didn't understand medical skills, he understood that this was definitely a poisonous substance in the poison.

"Brother Qin, I really thank you very much. How long will the marshal recover?"

The secretary was no longer as cold as before. Qin Mo took more than ten minutes to force the marshal's body to get out of the poison. Such methods were too magical. You must know that this stumped all the doctors in Jiangcheng City.

"About a week, the toxins in his body were about to erode the organ, and it was not easy to completely force it out."

Qin Mo explained that poisons that can make his Tianchan divine needles difficult are definitely not ordinary poisons, and those who poison are definitely poison masters.

Qin Mo's words also made the secretary gritted his teeth.

"I'll report the news now and I must find out who took the action."

The marshal has begun to recover, and he can also be at ease to inform the senior management of the country about the news here.

It also prevents those miraculous doctors who claim to be rejuvenated. The secretary believes that Qin Mo is enough to cure the marshal's poison.

"I'll leave first"

After Qin Mo cured the marshal's illness, he also planned to leave, and Nalan Bingxue had been waiting for a long time.

"Qin Mo, don't hurry to leave. It's not too late to stay for lunch before leaving."

Zhang De said that this time Qin Mo saved the Zhang family's life and made great contributions.
Chapter completed!