The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Her mouth was wide open, and you could even see straight into the back of her throat without any difficulty.

His hands tightly grasped the two sides of the stretcher, and his knuckles turned white from holding on too tightly.

Her head was tilted back desperately, and her chest was slightly arched upward, rising and falling with her breathing, as if she was trying to use every bit of strength in her body to inhale even a little bit of air. However, all her efforts were in vain, and she was about to suffocate to death from the lack of breath.

The old lady suddenly heard a slight noise coming from beside her. She squinted her slightly cloudy eyes, and when she saw that the person coming was Zhao Jincheng, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in her heart.

The old lady's eyes suddenly widened a little. Her eyelids, which were a little loose due to old age, were now stretched open, revealing more of her eye whites.

Her rapid breathing was already not smooth to begin with, and now it seemed as if the rhythm was disrupted, becoming even more disordered.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, the old lady tremblingly stretched out a skinny hand with bulging veins and wrinkled skin.

This hand seemed to have used up all its strength and stretched forward desperately, its target was Zhao Jincheng's arm, as if it wanted to hold him tightly, fearing that he would disappear in the next moment.

However, when the old lady tried her best to grab the life-saving straw, she came up empty-handed.

Her hands were stretched straight in the air, as if frozen in time, and she didn't put them down for a long time.

At this moment, her eyes were like a bottomless lake, revealing an extreme desire to survive that made people feel pity.

She struggled to squeeze out a few words from the depths of her throat in a trembling and almost inaudible voice: "Save...save...me..."

Every word seemed to be uttered with the last bit of strength in her body, and when she finished speaking, her body suddenly lost all support like a deflated ball.

With a dull sound, the old lady's whole body fell down and landed heavily on the stretcher.

Due to inertia, her outstretched hand hit the edge of the stretcher several times, and then shook uncontrollably for several times.

Finally, her head tilted weakly to one side, her eyes closed, and she completely lost consciousness, lying there quietly and silently like a withered yellow leaf in autumn.

Although Zhao Jincheng was a little frightened by such a scene, he was knowledgeable after all, so he quickly calmed down. Not daring to delay, he took out the silver needle and inserted it directly into several acupuncture points.

The old lady had her eyes closed and looked lifeless, but at that moment, her eyes suddenly opened a crack, as if a faint light was shining through her eyes, making her look like she had regained some life.

She opened her mouth with all her strength and trembling, trying desperately to inhale, just like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for several days and was extremely thirsty and finally saw a source of water in an oasis.

Every breath of air was as precious as a life-saving straw. She sucked it greedily, as if she wanted to absorb all of this thing that she could not see or touch in her daily life into her body. Because at this moment, she had never realized so deeply that air was so important to life!

Zhao Jincheng, who was standing nearby, felt relieved when he saw this. He knew that the treatment he had adopted was beginning to work. So, he picked up the silver needle again without hesitation and inserted a few needles accurately and quickly.

As time went by, the old lady's breathing, which was difficult at first, began to become smoother and smoother, just like a blocked river that had been dredged and the water flow gradually returned to its former smooth state.

Previously, the old lady had always had an unbearable swelling and itching sensation in her throat, as if countless small insects were crawling around in it.

Her lungs seemed to be covered with fine hairs, dry and itchy, making people want to reach in and scratch them, and smooth out all the hairs that suddenly stood up.

At this moment, that uncomfortable feeling is gradually dissipating, replaced by a long-lost relaxation and comfort.

"Ahem... Doctor Zhao, your medical skills are really great. Thank you very much."

The old lady coughed and spoke with difficulty, her words full of gratitude towards Zhao Jincheng.

Zhao Jincheng stood there, wondering whether he should mention Ni'er's name at this moment. He knew that this matter was quite tricky, after all, it was the young apprentice who first noticed the abnormality and ran to find him to help.

If she keeps silent, the old lady will naturally have no way of knowing the whole story, and she will probably still have friction and conflicts with her young apprentice in the future.

However, if he directly said Ni'er's name, Zhao Jincheng was worried that the old lady would be too emotional, and it would be counterproductive if the disease recurred.

If the gap between the two can be eliminated, it will undoubtedly be a happy thing for everyone. Even if we cannot expect the old lady to change her temperament and be more caring towards the young apprentice, at least in the future, when the young apprentice does things, no one will interfere or deliberately make things difficult for him.

However, such a small expectation may still be difficult to achieve in the end.

After careful consideration, Zhao Jincheng decided to take a risk and reveal a little information about Ni'er to observe the old lady's reaction.

So, he slowly said: "You don't have to be grateful to me. I am not the one who should be thanked."

Hearing this, the old lady was full of confusion and asked quickly: "Who is it?"

Zhao Jincheng took a deep breath and replied, "It was Ni'er. This time, she was the first to notice something was wrong, and then she hurried to ask me for help. If she hadn't acted quickly, the consequences would have been disastrous..."

Having said this, Zhao Jincheng couldn't help but pause, staring at the old lady, paying attention to every subtle change in expression on her face.

The old lady never dreamed that it would be Ni'er who came to the rescue. The look of surprise on her face was frozen like a sculpture, and for a moment she couldn't retract it at all.

However, just a moment later, the old lady's mind began to turn as rapidly as a storm.

She thought to herself: I am just a sickly old woman, and he is a doctor. How could I just stand by and watch a patient die?

I guess Ni'er is only concerned about her own reputation, and is afraid that she will be despised because she did not help the old man and the relationship between the two families will be broken and the distinction between public and private will be blurred. To say that she truly cares about an old woman like herself, I'm afraid it may not be the case.