I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 5 Are you teaching me to do things?

The assistant walked up to Han Long with a sullen face, "Boy, with your poor appearance, how can you make me believe that you are good at medicine?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, then you just wait to collect the corpse." Han Long turned around easily, ready to leave.

Explanation?

No need for that!
"Slow!" The assistant took a deep breath and made up his mind: "Okay, you can try it once! But, remember, my master's status is extremely honorable! If my master has an accident because of you, then you will die deal!"

Han Long glanced at the assistant indifferently: "Knowing that your master's life is precious, why don't you give way?"

"I object!" Dr. Christine stood in front of Han Long.

Han Long said lightly: "Miss Christine, I admire your professionalism. However, your skills are too poor."

"you!"

Christine was about to have an attack when her eyes froze suddenly.

At some point, a golden needle appeared in Han Long's hand.

As a doctor, Christine had also been in contact with traditional Chinese medicine, so she immediately recognized the golden needles used in acupuncture.

This is... saving lives with acupuncture?

Just when everyone was confused, Han Long pinched the Yangxi point on the old man's left hand.

The spiritual power is injected instantly and travels along the meridians.

When the blood vessels on the old man's left thumb appeared, the golden needle in Han Long's hand stuck directly into the thumb.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and flicked it again, and the golden needle fell on the seven acupoints of Tiantu, Tanzhong, Tianxi, Yingchuang, Zhongfu, Lingxu and Shenfeng on the old man's chest, and the needles fell accurately!

All the people present let out a low cry.

No one expected that this shabby-dressed poor boy was really capable.

Regardless of whether it can be saved or not, this flying needle alone is enough to be worthy of the word "handsome".

In less than half a minute, the old man's face became rosy, and the acupuncture points were covered with oily beads of sweat.

However, the pulse and heartbeat have never improved, but are gradually weakening.

"You seem to have missed a needle?" Chris frowned.

Han Long ignored it, and focused on twisting the golden needle with his hand, and using the golden needle as a carrier, slowly injected his own spiritual power, and carefully opened up the blockage on the meridian.

Seeing that Han Long didn't speak, Christine thought she was right.

She said in a cold voice: "I can see that the technique you use is nothing more than acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine. However, as far as I know, acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine are for health care, and it is impossible to cure diseases and save lives. Moreover, this old man There is congestion on the husband's chest, and the reason why he fainted should be that the congestion blocked his heart. The correct way should be to let go of the congestion, reduce the pressure on his chest, and restore his heartbeat."

These words made everyone present nod in conviction.

"I think this beautiful doctor is right!"

"Isn't it! He is a serious doctor! How can he look like this kid!"

"This kid's movements are just a little fancy, but it's actually useless! Even I can see it, and he should just put the blood on."

With the support of the people around her, Christine also gained confidence. She reached out to Han Long, "Give me a needle, and I'll help you drain the blood."

Han Long glanced at Christine coldly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Christine looked embarrassed.

She is a serious surgeon after all!
Now she volunteered to help Han Long, but Han Long was still not happy!

Christine said sarcastically: "Sir, are you afraid that I will take credit for you? Don't worry, I just don't want to see a human life die in your hands like this."

Han Long said in a cold voice without raising his head: "You can see that the crux of the problem is the congestion on the chest, which is very good. However, the congestion did not form just now, but existed a long time ago. If you are impatient, the meridian will be completely blocked. If you let blood directly, the blood around his heart will drain quickly, but the blockage will still not be resolved. If I let you do that, it will be tantamount to killing him. so……"

Han Long raised his head and glared at Christine, "Don't teach me how to do things."

"You!" Christine trembled with anger.

She couldn't believe that a poor boy dared to teach her like this.

What's even more unbelievable is... what he said seems to make sense!

Han Long lowered his head again, secretly stimulating his spiritual power.

After 1 minute, the meridians in the old man's body were completely opened up.

Han Long pulled out the golden needle that had been stuck on the old man's left thumb.

Blood seeped out little by little from the old man's fingertips.

Soon, the blood flow became more and more urgent.

Han Long breathed a sigh of relief, and he could faintly feel spiritual power growing in his dantian.

Han Long raised his hand, and the seven golden needles swished back into Han Long's fingers as if they were attracted by a magnet.

Christine listened to the old man's heartbeat again, then shook her head sadly.

The assistant Chao Hanlong roared angrily: "Didn't you say that you can save my master!"

The people around ridiculed:

"I saw it a long time ago, this kid is a liar!"

"Exactly! How could he be a doctor with such poor clothes?"

"Hurry up and call the police, don't let this life-threatening liar escape!"

Han Long sneered, calmly.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, there was a heavy cough, and the old man lying on the floor opened his eyes!
Christine exclaimed, and listened carefully to the heartbeat of the old man—it was as powerful as a drum beating!

Completely alive!

"Master!" The assistant turned his anger into joy, and hurried to the old man's side.

"What's wrong with me?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Master, you fell down just now, and the situation is extremely dangerous, but fortunately, you are fine now."

"Oh." The old man looked at Christine gratefully, "This lady saved me, right?"

Christine looked embarrassed, and said quickly: "No, old man, although I am a doctor, it wasn't me who saved you, but...huh?"

She went back to look for Han Long, but Han Long had already taken the opportunity to get out of the crowd and left.

"Who is it?" The old man was full of doubts: "Who saved me?"

The assistant quickly replied, "It's a young man of Chinese descent, but he may have already left."

The old man said: "I don't want to repay my kindness... What a good man! If I find him, I will repay him well."

"Yes, master, leave this matter to me, you go to the hospital for a thorough examination first."

The assistant then arranged for his bodyguards to escort the old man to the hospital.

Christine stood there dumbfounded.

After a long time, she murmured: "The man just now has amazing medical skills! No, I must find him and ask him for advice!"

……

In the evening, Han Long, who had wandered around Chinatown, returned to his rented apartment building.

As soon as he got to the stairs, he heard a sharp voice shouting: "That bastard Han Long has lived in my house for half a year! He hasn't paid the rent even once! He doesn't ask hard! What is the identity of the sister-in-law! My cousin Ma Youcai is a Chinese detective in our Chinatown! How dare you owe me rent? I will put him in jail tonight!"

The corridor of the apartment was full of tenants, all of them surrounded by the charterer Madam Ma with compliments on their faces.

Mrs. Ma was wearing a silk pajamas, with her hands pinching her fat waist.

The fat intestine-like lips are turned outwards, and while talking, they are spraying saliva.

"I'll tell you too! If you dare not pay the rent in arrears, be careful that I will throw all your things out and smash them!" Mrs. Ma pointed her finger at the tenants around her.

"Don't dare!"

"Sister Ma, don't worry, we are different from Han Long's kind of trash."

"Yes, we promise to pay the rent on time!"

"Sister-in-law Ma, this is a little thought from me. I have a small stall on the street, and I hope that the talented detective can take care of me."

"Sister Ma, this is my heart!"

The tenants were like a pack of pugs, wagging their tails in front of Mrs. Ma.

"That's true!" Aunt Ma proudly accepted all the orders.

Han Long walked over with a calm face, "Why are you moving my things?"

Aunt Ma's face trembled, and she tapped Han Long's nose with her hand, "Han Long, do you dare to come back? You have been hiding from me for several months, and I finally caught you today! Pay the rent! Otherwise, today is the day." Chop off one of your hands!"

Han Long smiled, "How much did I owe you before?"

Aunt Ma pinched her waist, "Hehe, you owe me six months' rent, 300 US dollars per month, plus interest, a total of 5000 US dollars! You bastard, pay back the money!"

When they heard the price of 5000 US dollars, all the surrounding tenants tensed up.

Calculated, 300 US dollars per month should be 1800 US dollars for six months.

However, Mrs. Ma asked for 5000 US dollars to open her mouth.

This is clearly usury extortion!

However, at this time, none of the tenants was willing to stand up for Han Long.

They are just glad that they are not Han Long.

5000 dollars ah!
It is absolutely impossible for this kid to return.

(End of this chapter)