Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Soon, Principal Zhou brought Muyan to the gate of Mr. Sun's courtyard.

The person who opened the door saw that it was Principal Zhou, and welcomed him in without hesitation.

The quaint courtyard is surrounded by a large number of Chinese herbal medicines. The smell of Chinese medicine permeates the whole courtyard, and the smell makes the body and mind feel comfortable.

Wan Muyan is quite satisfied with the environment here, after all, when she was studying with her master, the surroundings were also so important.

While thinking about it, Wan Muyan followed Principal Zhou to the yard where Mr. Sun was resting.

"Principal Zhou, you are here!" A middle-aged woman in a cheongsam ran out of the room crying, "Principal Zhou, come and show Lao Sun, he can't even speak now!"

"Okay, sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take a look." Saying that, Principal Zhou looked at Wan Muyan: "Let's go, let's go in together."

It was only then that the middle-aged woman noticed Mu Yan: "This is..."

"This is my...student." Receiving Mu Yan's gaze, Principal Zhou said decisively: "Her grades have always been good. I'll bring her to have a look. There is strength in numbers."

"How good can a student be?" The middle-aged woman had no hope at all, but she didn't stop her: "Go in."

inside the room.

Mr. Sun was lying on the bed with cloudy eyes and foaming at the mouth.

Lie on the bed stiffly, twitching from time to time, looking very scary.

Seeing this, Principal Zhou stepped forward to feel his pulse and made a diagnosis, his eyes gradually became serious.

"Mu Yan, come and take a look."

Wan Muyan nodded slightly, and put her hand on Mr. Sun's pulse.

After careful investigation, Mu Yan had the answer.

"How is it? Can it be cured?" The middle-aged woman's eyes flickered with tension.

Principal Zhou shook his head with a complicated expression, then looked at Wan Muyan: "What do you say?"

The middle-aged woman in the pediatric department has already covered her face and started crying, she never had any hope for Mu Yan.

Unexpectedly, Mu Muyan suddenly said, "It's just a disordered acupuncture point, which can be cured."

As soon as the words came out, the middle-aged woman was stunned immediately, with a look of disbelief: "What did you say?!"

There are so many diseases that masters can't cure, how dare a student, Mu Muyan, dare to boast?

"Principal Zhou, your students are really getting more and more arrogant. You, a teacher, can't do anything about it, so she dares to boast?" The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of sarcasm: "It's not at this time that you want to show off. Do you know that this is human life? If something happens, can you take responsibility for it?"

Mu Yanxiu frowned slightly, and raised her head impatiently: "Then you have a better way?"

"I..." The woman was at a loss for words, she really had no better way.

"Since there is no one to treat it, it's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." After saying that, Mu Yan picked up the acupuncture bag on one side: "If you have no objections, I'm going to start."

The woman opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all, she just stared at Mu Yan viciously: "I tell you, you can cure it, but if it gets worse, don't blame me for being merciless!"

After finishing speaking, the woman turned and left, giving up the place to Mu Yan.

Principal Zhou looked at Mu Yan worriedly: "Mu Yan, are you really okay?"

This situation is very tricky, and he can try, but there is no guarantee that Mr. Sun will survive.

Wan Muyan wiped the silver needle without raising her head: "If you don't believe me, you can do it yourself."

Saying that, Wan Muyan raised her head: "But I think, you probably have no way to protect his heart, so you dare not try it, just like everyone else."

Principal Zhou didn't deny it either: "Yes, then you have a solution?"

"No."

"Huh!?" Then how dare she?
Facing Principal Zhou's shocked gaze, Wan Muyan picked up the silver needle, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Sometimes, you have to fight hard to know whether it's right or wrong."