Tang Guo quickly waved his hands and said, "Uncle Shen, Lin Chuan is talking nonsense, you can eat with confidence."

Shen Weishou was relentless, looked at Lin Chuan and said, "Let me ask you, is this puffer fish poisonous?"

"Non-toxic."

"Is the meat undercooked?"

"It's ripe."

"Then why do you say that the coffin can be prepared after people eat it?"

"It's not someone else but you. Your body's qi and blood are weak. Fugu is cold in nature and ginseng is hot in nature. The combination of the two, stewed in soup, is poison to you. It's okay to eat once in a while, but you should eat it every day. Eat all of them, so today's bowl will be your last meal."

Hearing this, Shen Weishou laughed angrily.

"Unheard of, unheard of! This is the first time I've heard of pufferfish being cold in nature. The ghosts of traditional Chinese medicine can deceive other people, but they can't deceive me! I'll eat it now, I won't die! You die!"

Just as he was about to swallow a mouthful, the young man beside him stopped him.

"...Why don't you wait for the intensive care doctor to come and let them see it before eating."

"Shen Ting? You don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just...be careful."

Shen Ting's expression was complicated. He didn't believe Lin Chuan's words, but he didn't dare to take the risk.

Shen Weishou snorted, got up and came to the hall, scanned everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone here, who is a doctor!"

"I am! Old Shen, do you have anything to do?"

Everyone who ate here knew who Shen Weishou was. As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight doctors stood up.

Elder Shen asked loudly.

"Come on, take a look, is this fugu porridge poisonous? Will I die if I drink it?"

A man with gentle eyes looked down, smiled and shook his head and said: "Not only can't! It will also prolong life! Nourishing the body!"

Shen Weishou smiled and said, "My brother, who are you?"

The man hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I'm the vice president of Xiayangcheng No. [-] Hospital."

"it is good."

Shen Weishou turned his head to look at the box, and said with a sneer, "Isn't the vice president of Yangcheng No. [-] Hospital better than you?"

The vice president smiled slightly.

"Could it be that this little friend has other opinions?"

"He said this porridge is poison, and if you eat it, you will die." Shen Weishou sneered.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present laughed.

This porridge has been sold in this store for decades, and I have never heard of anyone being poisoned.

"Our porridge is poison?" This argument also attracted the manager.

The manager said with a smile: "It seems that this gentleman is worried about the hygiene of our restaurant, so! Is it poisonous? I can't finish it until I try it."

After all, he tried a bite.

Half a minute later, he said calmly, "You can rest assured now! Or do you think, how many hours does it take for the poison to develop? Days? Or years?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

How could this thing be poisonous!

What the manager said was nothing more than mocking the young man in the box.

Tang Guo's face was slightly cold.

It is true that Lin Chuan did something wrong, but these guys mocked Lin Chuan so much, which really made her unhappy.

Today it was someone else who made trouble, she would definitely flip the table on the spot and close the store!

Just when she was about to refute everyone, Lin Chuan patted her leg lightly.

He said: "If Shen Weishou died of a real illness, would you be in trouble?"

Tang Guo shook his head.

"No, there is no one in Yangcheng who dares to embarrass me."

"Okay." Lin Chuan nodded slightly.

At this time Shen Weishou also returned to the box, the atmosphere just now made him extremely excited, his face was rosy, and he was extremely proud.

"Lin Chuan, I want to eat now."

Lin Chuan said indifferently: "It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words, you just eat it."

Shen Weishou smiled contemptuously and did not argue with him.

Instead, he refilled a bowl of porridge, scooped it up with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

The warm porridge has a dense texture, and the fugu meat is soft and fragrant.

He drank the porridge in one gulp, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, yes, this porridge is still as delicious as before."

He put the bowl on the table and asked triumphantly: "Lin Chuan, didn't you say that I would surely die after eating this bowl of porridge, but now I'm still alive and well, what do you say?"

Lin Chuan said calmly, "Don't worry."

Shen Weishou said disdainfully: "Niece Tang Guo, I advise you to stay away from this kind of person, except for cheating... cheating..."

Before he finished speaking, he put his hands on the table.

At this moment, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his legs were shaking.

At first he was thinking of holding on, but after two seconds, he felt like a knife was twisting his heart, as if centipedes were gnawing on him all over his body.

"Help……"

Shen Ting sensed that something was wrong, and just wanted to get up to help, but it was already too late.

Shen Weishou let out a miserable cry, and fell heavily on the table, and then his body slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Dad!" Shen Ting immediately threw himself in front of Shen Weishou.

At this time, Shen Weishou was already very angry, and he was about to die.

"Where are the doctors just now! Come and save people!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and rushed over.

But after everyone checked, they were dumbfounded.

All the foundations of Western medicine depend on instruments, without which they cannot do anything.

There were a few Chinese medicine practitioners there, but when they saw Shen Weishou's appearance, they didn't dare to approach the front again.

In this situation, gods cannot save!

Those who don't want to cause trouble have even checked out and left.

The most frightening one is the manager.

This guy is completely scared out of his wits.

Old Shen dies here, so don't even think about being a manager.

If that Shen Tu came back from the front line, his life would be gone.

At this moment, a group of doctors were helpless, and Shen Ting suddenly remembered a person.

He immediately turned to look at Lin Chuan.

"Mr. Lin, can you save my dad?"

"You cure my father, and I, Shen Ting, will repay you like a cow and a horse in the future."

Lin Chuan glanced around for a week, and said sarcastically: "Didn't these doctors just say that eating it is fine and can prolong your life? You should go to them, why are you looking for me?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the doctors were ashamed.

They are both doctors, but they don't know as much as a young man.

Lin Chuan's words also reminded them that they were the ones who encouraged Mr. Shen to drink the puffer porridge, and they couldn't get away with Mr. Shen's accident.

Everyone hastily complimented: "The little genius doctor redeemed us, we are blind, we offended so much just now, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, please come and treat him!"

Lin Chuan said indifferently: "It's not difficult to save him, three needles can solve it, but it's a pity... I don't want to save him."

Everyone looked shocked.

This condition is so serious, he actually said that it can be cured with three injections?

But after what happened just now, no one dared to refute Lin Chuan anymore.

Shen Ting was extremely anxious, but he also knew that begging Lin Chuan was useless, so he turned to Tang Guo.

"Miss Tang, do you still remember that you were kidnapped by gangsters when you were a child, and my dad personally led someone to rescue you, and he was cut on your arm by a machete because of this, and you still have the scar now."

"My elder brother, Shen Tu, is still your good friend. When you were young, as long as you asked, he would rather be beaten than buy you delicious food."

Tang Guo looked complicated.

Shen Weishou is indeed kind to him, their family and the Shen family are not enemies, and Shen Weishou is her father's friend.

But Tang Guo was unwilling to force Lin Chuan.

She remained silent and had already made a choice with actions.

Shen Ting was helpless, and his tone was full of pleading: "Doctor Lin..."

Lin Chuan sighed.

He also didn't want to really watch Shen Weishou die, after all, his death would do no one any good.

Just to show these guys who the real pompous one is.

He came in front of Shen Weishou, looked at the bewildered doctors and said.

"Bring the silver needle."

Everyone was stunned.

"I asked you to fetch silver needles, do you really want Shen Weishou to die?"

Only then did Shen Ting come to his senses, his face was ecstatic, and he bowed and thanked.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Immediately afterwards he shouted anxiously: "Needle! Who has a silver needle!"

"Needle, here you are!" The previous deputy dean respectfully handed the silver needle to Lin Chuan.

Shen Ting stepped aside and watched the scene nervously.

Lin Chuan glanced at everyone, "Get up and drive!"

Everyone retreated quickly, and Lin Chuan swiftly lifted off Shen Weishou's clothes.

Meditate on the mental method, aim at the chest, find the exact acupuncture point, and prick the needle with a puff.

The needle tip sank into the skin, and it stopped after a full inch.

Lin Chuan's fingers trembled slightly, only to see that Shen Weishou's face turned really rosy.

At this moment, the deputy dean looked at Lin Chuan with shocking eyes.

He recognized this acupuncture method, which turned out to be the lost Linmen acupuncture method.

At this moment, Lin Chuan shouted again.

"Get the needle again."

The vice president didn't dare to neglect, squatted halfway beside Lin Chuan, and helped him pass the needle.

The others also fell silent.

They were well aware of the mystery of Lin Chuan's acupuncture techniques, and they wished they could widen their eyes and keep every detail of him firmly in their hearts.

The needles in the box are still the same.

Although Shen Weishou didn't wake up, his breath had stabilized, and he was just short of the last injection that Lin Chuan said.

Everyone held their breath and waited patiently.

Tang Guo's eyes were full of curiosity, Lin Chuan really has too many secrets.

However, at this moment, there was a burst of noise from outside the box.

Only the sound of high-heeled shoes was heard.

A roar followed.

"Shen Ting! Where are you! Hurry up and come out to see me!"

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