The best village doctor

Chapter 158 Extreme Heart Attack
Chapter 158 Extreme Heart Attack
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and when the three of them were eating happily, there was a sudden noise outside, and it seemed that something had happened to them.

Wang Sanzhu frowned slightly, and said to the two of them, "You two stay here, I'll go and have a look."

The two nodded.

Wang Sanzhu then walked out of the private room and came to the living room, where he saw a group of people gathered around the delivery table, blaming the boss non-stop.

"You guys are black merchants, right? You see, this gentleman has had trouble with you."

"That's right, it's a good thing I don't have much, so hurry up and refund the money."

The boss wanted to cry, but he wanted to explain but didn't know how to explain. After all, the customer passed out in their shop.

"Get out of the way." At this moment, an angry voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was the companion of the fainted guest, and beside him was a large group of young people in black suits.

When everyone saw it, they hurried out of the way.

"Boss, your store is about to close. Do you know who the fainted person is?"

The boss was taken aback and shook his head.

"Hmph, the person who fainted was a well-known entrepreneur in Huaizhou City, Mr. Meng Zijian, and I am his assistant, Wang Fan. Now our boss has a problem with you. Let me tell you, you can't escape Responsibility." Wang Fan snorted coldly.

The boss was about to cry: "Mr. Wang, this is really not a problem with our food. You see, there are so many people, and no one has a problem with eating. Why do you have a problem with eating?"

Wang Fan was suddenly filled with anger: "You mean we are touching porcelain? Are we deliberately finding fault?"

The boss quickly waved his hand: "I... I didn't mean that, how about it, after all, something went wrong in my shop, how much money I will accompany you."

Wang Fan sneered and said, "Are you accompanying? You can't afford to accompany me for a few lifetimes, you wait to bear the consequences."

With that said, Wang Fan was about to leave.

"Do you people in Huaizhou look down on people so much?" A faint voice sounded, which immediately attracted Wang Fan. He turned his head and saw a young man looking at him expressionlessly.

"I look down on people? Then tell me, why did our boss suddenly fall to the ground?"

Wang Sanzhu smiled contemptuously.

"So according to you, there is something wrong with the boss's meal?"

Wang Fan curled his lips: "Otherwise?"

Wang Sanzhu suddenly pointed at the crowd: "Which one of you has a stomachache, stand up."

However, everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. Obviously, none of them had the same symptoms as Meng Zijian.

Seeing this scene, Wang Sanzhu chuckled: "No matter what it is, we must always pay attention to evidence. Without evidence, you can't wrong people. Do you understand this?"

Wang Fan's complexion changed: "You count that onion? Do you dare to question me?"

"I don't count that green onion. I'm a normal person. At least I won't accuse others casually without evidence."

Wang Fan's face turned red with anger and he didn't know how to refute it. Indeed, as Wang Sanzhu said, if it was really the problem of this hotel, then everyone should have passed out.

"Where is your boss?" Wang Sanzhu asked suddenly.

Wang Fan was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"Are you a fool or are you hard of hearing? Let me ask where your boss is!" Wang Sanzhu said impatiently.

Wang Fan stupidly pointed to a corner on the right, he didn't understand why Wang Sanzhu suddenly asked about his boss.

Wang Sanzhu walked slowly to Meng Zijian's side, and saw that Meng Zijian's face was painful and extremely pale, with no trace of blood on his face.

Wang Sanzhu frowned slightly, picked up Mencius Jian's right hand and began to feel the pulse. The pulse was extremely weak and beating weakly.

Wang Sanzhu closed his eyes and began to think in his mind.

The only thing Wang Sanzhu could be sure of was that this person's fainting had nothing to do with Zhao's restaurant, so there was only one reason, either he was framed, or he had something wrong with himself.

After a while, Wang Sanzhu opened his eyes, and a look of knowing everything appeared on his face.

Wang Sanzhu stood up and walked towards the boss: "Boss, do you have any silver needles or anything like this?"

The boss nodded quickly: "Yes, these silver needles are originally used for cooking, but what do you want silver needles for?"

"Don't ask, the secret must not be leaked." Wang Sanzhu pretended to shake his head, looking mysterious.

Although the boss felt strange, he still followed Wang Sanzhu's request.

Soon, the silver needle was brought, and Wang Sanzhu walked to Meng Zijian's side again.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing this scene, Wang Fan hurried over with an angry look on his face.

Wang Sanzhu just cast him a cold look and ignored him.

Wang Sanzhu took back the silver needles, condensed a trace of aura, and let the aura attach to the silver needles, and then inserted several silver needles into the acupuncture points of Meng Zijian's body according to the acupuncture method of the life-returning needle.

"If you are messing with my boss, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Fan shouted angrily when he saw that these silver needles missed Meng Zijian's body.

"Shut up, you are making so much noise, get out of here." Wang Sanzhu didn't tolerate Wang Fan at all, and he yelled, which stunned Wang Fan.

After the last injection, Wang Sanzhu stood up slowly, his face as pale as water.

"As his assistant, don't you know he has a disease?" Wang Sanzhu said lightly.

"Illness?" Wang Fan was stunned. As his assistant, he really didn't know that his boss had an illness.

"Your boss suffers from extremely rapid heart disease, you don't know that?" Wang Sanzhu shouted angrily.

Had it not been for Wang Sanzhu's timely treatment, Meng Zijian might have died in a while.

"This... I really didn't know that my boss had a heart attack!" Wang Fan smiled wryly.

Rapid heart disease is also a type of heart disease. The victim will suddenly fall into a coma, have shortness of breath, and become extremely pale.

Ten minutes later, a coughing sound attracted everyone's attention, and it was Meng Zijian who woke up.

"Old...boss, are you alright?" Wang Fan ran over when he saw Meng Zijian woke up, and asked with concern.

With Wang Fan's support, Meng Zijian stood up slowly and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Phew, that's great. Fortunately, you're fine." Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry to worry you, who saved me?" Meng Zijian asked.

"Yes..." Wang Fan turned his head, only to find that Wang Sanzhu had disappeared.

"Eh? Strange, he was still here just now!" Wang Fan looked around, but he never found Wang Sanzhu's figure.

When Wang Sanzhu had healed Meng Zijian, he had already left the living room and returned to the private room.

(End of this chapter)