MTL - Medical Martial God-Chapter 13 Intellectual beauty!

At five in the morning, Ye Xuan got up early.

He first did some warm-up exercises in the garden below the community, played a unique set of boxing skills, and then went to the wetland park by the river for two hours of running and exercise.

After all, the body he was reborn today is really too weak. Although there is no problem at all for the black wolf guys, there are some troubles for the more powerful ones.

So Ye Xuan must step up to make this body stronger, and strive to be able to restore his strength to 10% of his peak in three months.

By that time, even if there were countless masters in the huge Xinghai, he would not be afraid at all.

When Ye Xuan finished his morning exercise and returned to the waterfront of Wangjiang after eating breakfast, Leng Qingcheng had just finished washing.

Looking at Ye Xuan who came back from the outside, Leng Qingcheng's eyes flashed a bit of confusion, apparently did not expect Ye Xuan to go out so early.

However, she was cold and arrogant but did not ask anything.

"Allure, today is the weekend you go out so early, have you had breakfast? Well, bring you breakfast ..."

Ye Xuan didn't care about Leng Qingcheng's cold nature, but he raised the breakfast in Yang Yang's hands and smiled.

Today's Leng Qingcheng rolled up her long hair, her slender **** figure was wrapped in a white dress, and the pair of blue-soled high-heeled shoes on her feet perfectly embellished her unique temperament. Yi Liang.

"No, I'm going to a meeting temporarily. Let's go first."

Leng Qingcheng's beautiful cheeks didn't move at all, leaving a word and leaving the room with a bag ...

"If you have any problems that you can't solve, remember to call me and be on call!"

Looking at the fascinating back of Leng Qingcheng, Ye Xuan said with a smile.

Leng Qingcheng didn't respond and disappeared into Ye Xuan's sight ...

Su Xiaomeng seems to be still asleep and not getting up. Ye Xuan is sitting alone on the sofa watching a TV drama.

It didn't take long for him to hear the noise coming from the bedroom next door, but Su Xiaomeng was awake.

"Click ..."

With the crisp sound of the door opening, Su Xiaomeng, who looked particularly cute in a doll pajama, walked out of the room drowsily ...

"Ye Xuan, I'm hungry. Do you have breakfast?"

She stretched out her palm and rubbed the sleepy eyes, staring at Ye Xuan on the sofa.

"There are soy milk and churros that I packed back at the table ..."

Ye Xuan responded lightly.

Su Xiaomeng said "Oh" and picked up steamed buns and soy milk ...

What seemed to come to mind, she asked, "Yes, don't you go to work?"

"Work? Sorry, I'm a vagrant now. What else do I have to work on?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and said indifferently.

"Hey, hey ... are you a big man speaking like this right?" Su Xiaomeng dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry!" Ye Xuan looked for granted.

"You don't go out to work to find a job, do you intend to let my sister support you forever?" Su Xiaomeng said with anger.

"Do you know what life Sister Qing had lived before and what life she is living now?"

"What kind of life did your sister live in before?" Ye Xuan asked curiously.

"My sister used to be Beijing's famous first beauty, the youngest lady in Leng's family! But what happened after I got married to you?

Her parents died inexplicably, and she was expelled from Leng's home. She was also transferred from the Capital Hospital to the broken hospital of Xinghai Hospital to serve as the vice president.

From a young lady with no money, she has nothing, and even the place where she lives now is rented, and you have to pay for medical expenses in advance. What day do you say she lived? "

Su Xiaomeng said more and more angry: "Do you know the famous families in the capital, what do the sons and daughters say about her in the back? Call her a funeral star and say she married a waste!"

"You talk about why did you let my sister marry you?"

Hearing Su Xiaomeng's questioning, Ye Xuan was lost in thought.

He lost some of his memory, and he was also curious as to what caused Leng Qingcheng to marry him, and what made him a vegetative, and the parents of both parties died for this reason?

Looks like we have to talk to Leng Qingcheng.

"Okay, don't miss it, shall I just go out and find a job?"

Seeing Su Xiaomeng still mumbling, Ye Xuan only felt a big head for a while, stood up and walked towards the outside of the room ...

"It's pretty much the same."

Seeing this, Su Xiaomeng nodded with satisfaction.

When he went out, Ye Xuan went straight to the talent market ...

"Help ... come on ..."

Ye Xuan had not yet reached the talent market, but the anxious voice rang in his ear, making his frown slightly turn to look at the source of the sound ...

A woman about 30 years old, who looks particularly stable in a professional secretary costume, is anxiously calling for help on the side of the road. A beautiful woman in a blue dress full of mature intellectuals is lying on the ground beside her. Her face was so pale and full of pain that she felt so uncomfortable.

Even so, her mature body, which seemed to be dripping, still exudes charm that cannot be concealed.

This woman is a stunner.

Many people were watching around, but no one was willing to come forward to help.

After all, anyone can see that this woman is about to die!

Fearless life!

"Beauty, do you need help?"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan's face appeared helpless, sighed softly, stepped forward and asked.

Can't he just watch a beautiful woman tragically die on the street?

Such words are really violent.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the female secretary spoke quickly as if he had caught the life-saving straw: "Sir, please hurry our lady to the hospital. We must thank you ..."

She had called the ambulance for the first time, but the traffic jam on the road did not come, and she was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Going to the hospital? It's just heart failure caused by congenital heart disease. Need to go to the hospital?"

Ye Xuan said calmly.

"How do you ... how do you know General Lan's illness?" After hearing Ye Xuan's words, the female secretary's face was incredulous, and her mouth made a wrong voice.

"I am a grand medical doctor. Naturally, this small problem can be seen at a glance. Don't worry, let me see."

Ye Xuan walked over to the beauty and crouched down, stretched out her palm and put it on her wrist, and felt her pulse carefully, her expression gradually became dignified.

The beauty in front of her is especially troublesome. Heart failure caused by congenital heart disease occurs suddenly. If she is not treated in time, it will lead to sudden cardiac failure.

"Doctor, how?" The female secretary said anxiously.

"Rest assured, although heart failure caused by congenital heart disease is extremely troublesome, but to save her life is simple." Ye Xuan said lightly.

"Oh!"

He had already drawn a nine-inch needle from the strap of his watch while talking.

"You ... what do you want to do?"

Looking at the nine-inch needle in Ye Xuan's hand, the female secretary asked nervously.

She knew very well that most silver needles used by doctors were only one inch or two inches, and doctors with good medical skills might use three-inch needles. Nine-inch needles like Ye Xuan were too rare.

"Crap, of course, it is life-saving! The heart failure of your young lady has caused breathing difficulties. Once the heartbeat stops, it is completely dead!"

"Now you have two options. One is to give me a needle treatment. The other is to wait for the ambulance to come, but I don't know if the beauty can stick to the ambulance depending on the traffic situation ..."

Ye Xuan looked calmly.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the female secretary fell into silence and contemplation. If the lady had a problem, she couldn't bear the responsibility.

"Lan ... Sister Lan ... let ... let him try it, I ... I believe him!"

When the female secretary hesitated, the woman opened her eyes hard, and a weak word came from her mouth.

"Okay! You are the cure though."

At that moment, the female secretary nodded gently.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath and stretched out her palm to move the palm of her beauty away from her chest. A calm word came out of her mouth: "Next I will give you a needle, it may hurt a little, you bear it ...

"Ok……"

The beauty nodded hard.

"Oh!"

Her words had just ended, and Ye Xuan raised her silver sharply and stabbed at the towering part of her left chest.

A pin in the end!

The long nine-inch needle fell into the heart of the beautiful woman, leaving only a snippet of needle, which made the people around them startled.

What a killer!

Ye Xuan did not heed the opinions and opinions of the people around him, but he treated them seriously.

A trace of vitality and energy submerged into the beauty's body along the silver needle.

"Humph……"

There was a painful groan in the mouth of the beauty, and a trace of blood was flowing down the corner of her mouth ...

"What are you doing? You lunatic."

This scene changed the face of the female secretary ...

She was trying to stop Ye Xuan, and the weak voice of the beauty was ringing: "No ... nothing, Sister Lan ... I ... I feel a lot easier."

"Don't waste your energy talking, concentrate on feeling the part under my silver needle ..." Ye Xuan said coldly.

As Ye Xuan's words fell, the beautiful woman concentrated her meticulous feelings, only feeling that there was a warm current flowing at the position of her heart, spreading to the whole body, so she recovered a lot of strength ...

Opening the hazy eyes and looking at Ye Xuan, who was seriously applying needles, a slight smile appeared on the cheek of the beauty: "Thank you, sir ..."

"No thanks, just remember to pay for the treatment!"

Ye Xuan shook her head gently, retracted the silver needle and said lightly, "The treatment is over. Your condition should not recur in a short time."

"I still have to leave in advance. Remember to give me the treatment fee next time I meet!"

After speaking, Ye Xuan turned away and disappeared into the sight of the beauty and female secretary ...

"Sister Lan, I'm fine now, let's hurry up to the talent market, there is a group of people waiting for me."

After Ye Xuan's treatment, the beauty of the beauty looked much better than before, stood up and smiled.

"But, Mr. Lan, your current health ..."

"Relax, I'm okay now ..." The beauty shook her head with a smile.

Her words just ended, and the ambulance finally arrived ...

"Mr. Lan, look at the ambulances. It's not too late for us to go to the hospital for a check before rushing to the talent market."

Seeing this, sister Lan tried to persuade.

In the end, the beauties couldn't help but nodded and got into the ambulance with the help of sister Lan ...

It's hard to imagine what they would look like when they felt that the hospital had reviewed the report.