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Chapter 400 Song Zhao hangs the South Vietnamese Mission 4

Song Jingyan grabbed Song Zhao who wanted to step forward and said dissatisfied, "Don't go, little sister."

Song Zhao's medical skills are taught by himself, and he is not a professional doctor. If he treats the person with impulse, he will make him feel flirtatious for nothing.

And the onlookers who were hanging high also began to talk.

"Tsk, who do I think it is? He is actually a little girl. What kind of doctor is this!"

"That's right, who is so ignorant, it's not like this to be a hero. Go home quickly!"

"Boss, don't seek medical treatment in a hurry. Be careful that your life will be over!"

The vendor owner only looked at Song Zhao with great sincerity. Of course, he knew that a girl could not believe it, but if a scapegoat came out to prevent the disaster for him, why not do it?

If something really happens then, he can shirk responsibility!

"Brother, help me straighten the body of this young master." Song Zhao said softly, with an indespite in his voice.

Song Jingxian hesitated for a moment, overcame the urge to forcibly discipline his sister, squatted down obediently, and straightened the unconscious Dan Tai Mo's body.

Song Zhao then began to carefully check Dan Tai Mo's pulse.

Almost instantly, she was sure that Dan Tai Mo was poisoned by poison in his body.

This kind of poison is not an ordinary poison, like hundreds of mixed species, which are very toxic and need to be suppressed by taking medicine. I think it was because of the urgent need of His Majesty Nanyue going out. If he didn't bring medicine, the poison would attack.

The onlookers saw Song Zhao taking his pulse very professionally, and thought it was quite like that.

Song Zhao frowned slightly. She had low attainments in poison, and ordinary people could be treated.

Dan Tai Mo is too serious, with various poisons mixed together. She does not understand the nature of poisons, and at most she can only relieve his pain.

Thinking of this, Song Zhao took out the silver needle bag he carried with him from his wide sleeve.

He started acupuncture at the acupuncture points such as Hegu, Zusanli, Yongquan, etc. This could quickly suppress the rampant poison in his body.

The onlookers gasped and were very surprised by Song Zhao's boldness. The girl actually stabbed the person with a needle, not afraid of something going on!

Song Jing's calm eyes shook deeply.

Song Zhao's acupuncture technique was unexpectedly consistent with the resurrection miracle doctor who treated him with his legs.

At that time, Song Jingxian had no consciousness, but his vision could vaguely see the shadow of the resurrection miracle doctor when he was putting the acupuncture, which was kept in his mind.

At this moment, Song Jingxian thought of the past again, and he was afraid to look at Song Zhao's eyes.

After about three cups of tea, Song Zhao put away the silver needle.

"Wow! Look, the man's eyes are moving, and he seems to have reacted!"

The vendor owner behind Song Zhao was about to sneak away, but when he looked closely, he actually discovered a good situation.

Then everyone followed and observed carefully.

Sure enough, I found that Dan Tai Mo, who was originally as white as a zombie, was slowly recovering from his blood.

It is completely different from the way I saw that I was about to ascend to heaven just now.

"This little girl's medical skills are indeed very powerful." A life-and-death catastrophe was solved, and now the onlookers were full of admiration when they saw Song Zhao's expressions.

Some people even came over to ask Song Zhao to help him treat his family.

Song Zhao politely refused, and then said to the vendor owner, "This young man is fine, please send him to the clinic."

She saved Dan Tai Mo just to repay the kindness of her previous life and did not want to have too much contact with him.

After all, the two countries are in an oppositional relationship after all.
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