Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Although Jia's father still had scruples in his heart, since Wan Muyan could make the move to let the mortician stay, it meant that he would not use any tricks.

Of course, Jia's father only thought that Mu Yan was a helpless little girl, he didn't know that she was a mere embalmer, if she wanted to escape, the other party would not be her opponent at all.

However, she has a clear conscience, so naturally she doesn't need to run away.

"Hmph, do you still want to bring the dead back to life? It's really fantastic." After Jia's father left, the undertaker cast a disdainful glance at Wan Muyan and muttered, thinking that this girl was really crazy.

For the cynicism of the undertaker, Wan Muyan didn't respond in any way, pretending she didn't hear it at all, and focused on Jia Xiaobao.

Mu Yan took out a cloth bag from the hidden pocket of her coat. This was the silver needle she carried with her, specially for special situations.

Acupuncture and moxibustion targeting acupoints can indeed temporarily save lives.

If her guess is correct, as long as Jia Xiaobao is given needles in the correct acupuncture points, he can be rescued temporarily, at least, he can recover his breath until Lu Boyu comes back.

She spread out the cloth bag, and rows of slender silver needles were displayed in front of her, which shocked even the undertaker beside her.

"Is this a silver needle for acupuncture?" The undertaker asked in disbelief after being stunned for half a second.

But Mu Yan didn't answer, but concentrated on what she was going to do next.

After confirming her next step and where to insert the needle, Mu Muyan took out a silver needle, and without any hesitation, plunged it into Jia Xiaobao's head quickly and accurately.

With every subsequent injection, Mu Yan acted quickly and accurately, without a moment's hesitation.

In terms of saving lives, she has always been decisive and quick, because every minute she is slow, every minute she delays, what slips away from her is life.

The mortician who was standing aside and staring at her every move thought she was joking, but when she saw the dead Jia Xiaobao with her own eyes, blood gradually appeared on her white face.

And the most frightening thing was that the mortician clearly saw that Jia Xiaobao's chest rose and fell, it was Xiaobao who was breathing!

The scene in front of him really made the undertaker unbelievable. He even thought that he was dreaming, and actually saw the "deceitful corpse" in his lifetime...

"This, this, ... fraudulent corpse!" The terrified undertaker still didn't want to believe what he saw, and shouted in a panic, which caught the attention of Jia's father outside the door.

"boom"!
The door was pushed open again, and Jia's father saw that Wan Muyan was facing away from him, blocking Xiaobao's body, while the face of the undertaker, who was standing aside and watching, was obviously in disbelief.

He walked forward quickly, and when he saw that Xiaobao, who was originally as white as paper on the iron bed, regained his complexion and breathing, he was overjoyed.

"Alive? Alive! Little Treasure is alive!" Father Jia's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, and he was about to reach out to hug Little Treasure, but was stopped by Mu Yan.

"It's absolutely impossible!" She took Jia's father's hand and prevented him from touching Jia Xiaobao. Now Jia Xiaobao's condition is not completely stable.

"Why?" Jia's father turned his head and looked at Wan Muyan in puzzlement.

"I stimulated Xiaobao's acupoints with silver needles to temporarily unblock all his closed meridians and restore blood circulation in his body, but this is only temporary. Before Lu Boyu comes back, none of us can move. We have to wait for the things in Xiaobao's body to recover." It needs to be completely cleared."

Wan Muyan knew that Jia's father loved his son dearly, and she had just regained possession from the loss, so she was unavoidably excited, but she still had to explain to Jia's father to calm him down.

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you." Jia's father, who had hated Mu Yan a moment ago, now saw that his son had hope of surviving, and his attitude towards Mu Yan also changed 180 degrees.

"Medicinal dregs, have you delivered it?" The matter has been resolved for the time being, and Mu Yan's focus has shifted to other places.

"Yesterday, the servant didn't clean up the medicine residue from the medicine jar. I've already had someone bring it over." Jia's father replied truthfully.

"Honey, where is the murderer? Did our little treasure let her..."

After a while, Jiamu's voice came in a hurry from the corridor outside the door. While shouting, she entered the preparation room, and the first thing that caught her eyes was Mu Yan's figure.

"Murderer!" As soon as Jia's mother saw Muyan, her eyes became fierce, full of murderous intent, she was about to rush forward and try to tear Muyan's hypocrisy.

"Wife! Wait a minute!" Seeing this, Father Jia hurriedly stopped him, worried that his wife would hurt Xiaobao's savior.

"Husband! She is the murderer of Xiaobao! Why do you still protect her!" Seeing that her husband stopped her, Jia Mu looked at the person beside her in disbelief.

"Wife, look at Xiaobao." Knowing that it would be useless to say anything at this time, Jia's father could only remind her to let her see Xiaobao's condition with her own eyes.

Hearing her husband's words, Mother Jia turned her head to look at Xiao Bao who was lying behind Father Jia, and found that he was different, and also found that he was breathing.

"Ah!" Mother Jia, who was frightened, couldn't help screaming, her legs gave way, and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Father Jia supported her.

"What's going on?" She looked at her husband with excited and unbelievable eyes, hoping that he would tell herself that all this was not a dream.

"It's true, Xiaobao is still alive." Father Jia naturally knew what his wife was looking at him, so he nodded and gave her an accurate answer.

"Really, it's true...that's great, that's great..." After getting the answer from her closest person, Jia Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and then, covering her face with her hands, she began to cry softly .

The atmosphere in the room was a bit delicate, Mu Yan looked at the two cuddling each other, her expression was still indifferent, she had seen this kind of scene too much, she was already numb.

The most important thing right now is to wait for Lu Boyu and the medicine dregs in Jia's medicine jar.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Wan Muyan seemed calm, but in fact she was already a little anxious inside.

The effect of acupuncture and moxibustion cannot last for too long. If Jia Xiaobao's problem cannot be cured, the final result will be death.

She looked at the watch on her wrist from time to time, wanting to call Lu Boyu, but worried that he was driving and it would affect him.