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One hundred and ninety-three, little magician

Su Jinyue heard footsteps coming from behind her, turned around and saw Qian Moli chasing her out and smiled at her.

"Su Jinyue, I'll go with you." Qian Moli ran to Su Jinyue and said.

"It's okay, I just went to the principal's office to go through some procedures. Besides, this is a school, what can I do?" Su Jinyue smiled. She knew that Qian Moli was worried about her and was very happy. Because she helped a person who knew how to be grateful.

"I'd better go with you." Qian Moli insisted.

Su Jinyue smiled, "Are you an Ox?"

Qian Moli looked at Su Jinyue in surprise, not understanding what she meant.

"Otherwise, why are you stubborn like a cow?" Su Jinyue said with a smile.

Qian Moli also laughed. She found that she was really stubborn sometimes, and once she decided on something, it would be useless no matter who said it.

"You go back to class. I won't be in trouble. I probably won't go back to the classroom today. Don't worry." Su Jinyue reached out and patted Qian Moli on the shoulder. The principal asked her to go, probably to let her see the patient he mentioned the day before yesterday.

Qian Moli was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to listen to Su Jinyue’s words.

"If you don't go back to the classroom, I will deduct your credits." Zhu Xunwang said in a deep voice. Nowadays, students are really imaginative. He is a teacher. Isn't it normal to find a student to talk to? Do you need to be so nervous?

"Go back." Su Jinyue smiled.

"Then be careful." Qian Moli still reminded him worriedly.

"Don't worry, I know how to do kung fu." Su Jinyue nodded and smiled.

Qian Moli smiled, stopped, and watched Su Jinyue and Zhu Xunwang's figures gradually disappear from a distance before turning back to the classroom. As for Su Jinyue's words, she didn't believe it.

Su Jinyue followed Zhu Xunwang to the principal's office. In addition to the principal, there was also a middle-aged man in the office.

Seeing Su Jinyue coming, Chen Zhenghai and the middle-aged man stood up at the same time, "Su Jinyue, let me introduce you to you. He is the President Li Bolin of the Beijing Hospital. President Li, she is the little miracle doctor Su Jinyue you mentioned." Now in the upper circle of Beijing, almost no one knows Su Jinyue. Mr. Mo's wife has been unable to cure her for so many years, but she recovered under Su Jinyue's treatment. It is not an exaggeration to call her a little miracle doctor.

"Hello, Dean Li!" Su Jinyue reached out and shook hands with Li Bolin.

When Zhu Xunwang saw this scene, he was a little dazed and couldn't react. What's going on? Why are the principal and Dean Li so polite to a student?

"Su Jinyue, I asked you to come today, mainly because I wanted to go with you to see the patient I mentioned the day before yesterday. He had the same situation again yesterday." Originally, he wanted to arrange a time to take Su Jinyue to the other party's house to see him, but he didn't expect that the patient would get sick again yesterday.

"Okay." Su Jinyue nodded and replied.

"Then let's go now." Li Bolin looked at the time and said. He couldn't wait to see Su Jinyue's medical skills.

"Principal, who is she?" Zhu Xunwang reacted and asked.

Chen Zhenghai smiled and patted Zhu Xunwang on the shoulder, "Old Zhu, she is the little miracle doctor who cured Mrs. Mo."

"Ah?!" Zhu Xunwang opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

Su Jinyue got into Chen Zhenghai's car and arrived at the hospital soon.

When I arrived at the ward where the patient lived, I saw a middle-aged couple in the ward looking at the young man unconscious on the bed with a worried look on his face.

Seeing Li Bolin and the other three come in, the middle-aged couple stood up, "Director Li!"

"Old Wu, I brought you a miracle doctor here, she will definitely be able to find out the cause of the subset." Li Bolin smiled. He and Wu Daochang have been good friends for decades, so they are also very concerned about his son's illness.

Wu Daochang and his wife quickly focused their attention on Chen Zhenghai.

"Isn't he Principal Chen?" Wu Daochang said in confusion. Chen Zhenghai had also seen the sub-song before, but he could not find out the cause of the disease.

"I'm talking about her." Li Bolin smiled and pointed at Su Jinyue.

Wu Daochang and his wife looked at Su Jinyue, looked up and down, their eyes full of suspicion, "She is really a miracle doctor?" They have never seen such a young miracle doctor. She is not even twenty years old.

"You will know if you wait a moment?" Li Bolin turned to look at Su Jinyue and smiled and said, "Little Doctor, please help Ziji check it out."

"Yeah!" Su Jinyue responded and walked towards the hospital bed.

Although Wu Daochang and his wife were a little suspicious, they also became a little expectant when they saw Li Bolin both optimistic about Su Jinyue.

Su Jinyue walked to the bedside and put her hand on Wu Ziji's wrist. At the same time, her eyes were also checking the situation in Wu Ziji's body.

After a long time, Su Jinyue took back her hand and looked at everyone and said, "I can be sure that the patient caused the poisoning reaction after eating a fruit called vermilion fruit. The characteristics of vermilion fruit poisoning are the same as those of sodium channel blocker poisoning, which shows that the starting part of the angiography is significantly widening, and the differential transmission is often the end part of the blood vessel."

"Zhuhongguo?" Wu Daochang and his wife said in surprise. Why have they never heard of such things?

"I'll wake the patient up first, and you guys will ask him later." Su Jinyue took out the silver needle box from her small bag, disinfected it, and stabbed it into the acupoint on Wu Ziji's wrist.

Not long after the silver needle was pierced, Wu Ziji opened his eyes. He looked around and knew that he had entered the hospital again.

Seeing his son wake up, Yang Ping hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Ziji, mom, ask you, have you ever eaten a fruit called vermilion fruit?"

"I've eaten. My aunt will send it to me every quarter. Didn't my aunt send it to you? Didn't she say she wanted to send it to you?" Wu Ziji said in surprise. After my aunt sent it to him, he wanted to give it to his parents. My aunt said she also sent it to his parents, so he ate it all by himself.

"Is it Xiaoling sent it to you?" Yang Ping's body shook, and her eyes showed an incredible look. Why did Xiaoling send poisonous things to Ziji? He is her nephew.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping looked at her husband and stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the phone number, I want to call her and ask why she did this, and where did we feel sorry for her."

Wu Daochang took out his elder brother and handed it to Yang Ping, "Don't be impulsive, maybe she doesn't know either."

Yang Ping snatched her elder brother and dialed it out. This is related to her son's life. How could she not be impulsive?

Soon a gentle voice came from the opposite side, "Hey!"
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