Chapter 119 (1/2)

”What are you doing here? This is going to kill you, don't you know? His family, don't take him out of here The doctor said angrily.

”Where's the child? Leave quickly. Don't delay the doctor's treatment!”

”Nine lives a minute. If you delay like this, I'm afraid something serious will happen to the patient. Doctor, don't pay attention to the child any more, and treat the patient quickly. ”

”I really don't know where to run out of the small wild species, there is a mother, there is no son!”

”If there is something wrong with the patient, take the little bastard to the police station. Really, I don't know what's going on. Do you think it's a child's family? ”

”If I were his father, I would regret not shooting him on the wall.”

The most important thing in China is the fountain. The Internet is like this, and so is the reality. At the beginning of the doctor's voice denouncing Xiao Mo, this group of audience followed various kinds of abuse, with a look of righteous indignation.

Of course, there is another important reason.

That is, Xiaomo is too young. No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a doctor. On the contrary, he is more suitable for the image of bear child.

After all, people of the same age like him either play with glass balls, jump rope and kick shuttlecock in the mud on the street, or pull little girls' hair on the campus. In class, they lie on their desks and secretly write love letters to girls they secretly love.

Zheng Mingyue heard the excessive abuse of these people, squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front of Xiaomo. She kept bowing to the angry people and apologized for Xiaomo with an apologetic face: ”I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My younger brother is still young and ignorant. Please stop scolding him! ”

”Can we solve the problem without being sensible? If a child stabs you, can his family forgive him by saying sorry? ”

”That's it. Who knows if it's the same as stabbing the patient? ”

”Call the police! Let the police come quickly, or let the boy run away, when the time comes, no one will be responsible for the patient's accident. ”

Xiaomo's action of inserting the silver needle into the old man's chest was quick, and the speed of pulling out the silver needle was also very fast. When the doctor and others just reacted, the silver needle had returned to his hand.

Carefully put the silver needle into the silver needle box, Xiao Mo took a look at the old man's chest and nodded secretly.

Xiao Mo was just immersed in his world of treatment, and then when he stood up, he heard the incessant abuse around him. All of a sudden, his red was red, like a pupil doing something wrong standing in front of the head teacher, drooping his head.

When he saw Zheng Mingyue standing in front of him, he was deeply moved.

”Wake up, the patient wakes up.” Just then, a voice of surprise rang through the car.

All the people in the carriage turned their eyes, and sure enough, they saw the old man who was just unconscious slowly open his eyes. At first sight, the man in front of him was a doctor with an instrument in his hand. He thought that he had saved himself, so he was very grateful and said, ”are you a doctor? Thank you. Thank you for saving me! Without you, I'm afraid my old man's life would be miserable this time. ”

”Not me.” The doctor said with an embarrassed face.

”Not you?” The old man's eyes turned around in the carriage and fell on his son. He asked suspiciously, ”what's the matter? Is it the effect of emergency medicine? ”

”Father, just now the emergency pill didn't work, it's...” the middle-aged man looked at the small ink in the crowd with complex eyes, his face showed respect, and said with full thanks: ”it's this little miracle doctor who saved you. Just now he put a silver needle in your chest, and soon after, you woke up

”Little doctor?” The old man looked at Xiaomo in surprise. However, with the help of his son, he got up quickly, went over to hold the palm of Xiaomo's hand, and said excitedly, ”thank you for saving my life. If you need help in the future, I'll do my best to help you if you can.”

”Yes, yes.” The middle-aged man immediately took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to him respectfully“ Little miracle doctor, our family are all in the antique business. If you need any gifts for your elders in the future, just call. ”