Faced with Feng Lan, who was angry and even had a desperate look, Ouyang Xue asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you, Sister Feng Lan? Mr. Xia, I invited Xiao Yu to treat her. His medical skills are very superb, and no one in our Likang Hospital can compare to him."

"I don't care. I can't let him give my daughter an injection anyway."

Feng Lan said, holding a wooden stick standing behind the door in her hand. She understood her meaning very clearly. If you dare to give my daughter an injection, I will fight you desperately.

Ouyang Xue's face changed slightly, and she was very puzzled. Xia Jian, who was standing beside him, saw some clues, and he smiled and said, "Sister, if you don't agree to give your daughter an injection, then you won't do it. But you have to tell me why? Doctor Ouyang ran to you for no effort, just to cure your daughter as soon as possible. But your appearance is indeed a bit confusing."

Feng Lan suddenly threw the wooden stick in her hand to the ground. She hugged her head with both hands and squatted on the ground and burst into tears. While crying, she said, "My daughter was hurt by an injection."

"What? Can you tell it clearly?"

Ouyang Xue suddenly stood up, and the color on her face changed in anger.

Xia Jianqing couldn't help but reach out and patted Ouyang Xue's soft shoulder twice and said, "Don't be angry, let's listen to Sister Feng Lan tell the truth first. This is very important for the treatment of the child."

Ouyang Xue nodded silently, then let out a long breath, calming her mood a little. Then she said in a low voice: "Sister Fenglan, you should tell the truth now, otherwise you will harm Xiaoyu."

Feng Lan, who was squatting on the ground, stopped crying. She raised her head slightly, first reached out and slapped herself in the mouth, and then murmured: "I deserve to die, I'm sorry Xiaoyu!"

Seeing Feng Lan's regretful look, Xia Jian was basically sure that Xiaoyu had such a disease, it seemed that it was no accident, and there should be a story hidden behind it.

As expected, Feng Lan gritted her teeth and said, "My husband was also seriously ill. After his death, his family owed a lot of debts. In order to pay off the debt as soon as possible, I went to Dongyang County to work. While working, I met a man named Li Dongyuan. This man was in his forties and said that his master was the descendant of the Heavenly Master."

"The successor of the Heavenly Master? Did he say what his master's name is?"

Xia Jian couldn't help but ask Feng Lan.

Feng Lan shook her head and said, "I didn't say that he only said that his master has been doing rituals for wealthy families in GZ City, and a big ritual can earn more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan."

"Okay! Let's not talk about this for now. Tell me, what does Xiaoyu's illness have to do with this Li Dongyuan."

Ouyang Xue was a little anxious. She just wanted to know what Xiaoyu's current cause was.

Feng Lan looked at Ouyang Xue, then lowered her voice and said, "This Li Dongyuan is good at speaking and can also see a doctor. He often helps me, so we got better after a while. As a result, Xiaoyu once said that she had a headache. In order to save money, I asked Li Dongyuan to give her money. Unexpectedly, Xiaoyu started to do this after having an injection."

"Bastard! What about others? Didn't you take responsibility for him?"

Ouyang Xue shouted angrily and stood up again in anger.

Feng Lan said with a little trembling, "When he saw Xiaoyu's appearance, he ran away on the spot. Since that day, I have never contacted him again. I came to Qinxi City to treat Xiaoyu. First, I heard that Li Kang Hospital was well treated, and second, I wanted to find Li Dongyuan in GZ City who was hit by thunder in the sky. Unexpectedly..."

Feng Lan started crying again, and the more she cried, the more she became sad, and it was touching to hear it.

"Okay, stop crying. Can you cure your child's illness when you cry? This bastard has pierced the wrong acupoint, which can be said to have pierced the child. But don't worry, I'm sure I will never do anything."

Ouyang Xue walked over, she helped Feng Lan up and said, "You should believe me, so let Mr. Xia give the child an injection!"

"I just took the pulse of the child, not that it was unsuccessful, but there was still great hope. But if you delayed it, the best treatment period would pass, and no one could do anything at that time."

Xia Jian said, then took out the silver needle from his pocket.

Although Feng Lan looked frightened, she never spoke again. Xia Jian signaled Ouyang Xue to come and help, and he asked Ouyang Xue to carry Xiaoyu and lay on the bed.

Xia Jian stuck his hands on Xiaoyu's back neck, and then he kept facing down, feeling like he was measuring something with his hands. Suddenly, he pulled out the silver needle in his bag and completed it skillfully. Seven silver needles, of different heights, were already stuck on Xiaoyu's back.

A strange scene happened. Xiaoyu, who had been stuck, had her limbs moving at this time. She was still talking nonstop.

Feng Lan, who had turned her face outside the door, suddenly turned around and she cried out: "The child is reacting? Xiaoyu, can you hear your mother calling you?"

"Mom! I... hungry"

Xiaoyu said while trying to get up. Seeing this, Xia Jian quickly signaled Ouyang Xue to press her. Because there was a needle on the child's back, she could not move around.

Xiaoyu's mom not only made Feng Lan cry loudly, but even Ouyang Xue's eyes also had tears. This sense of accomplishment made Xia Jian secretly decide at this moment that he must cure Xiao Yu's illness, and he also wanted to find the culprit Li Dongyuan.

Xiaoyu often receives treatment from Ouyang Xue, so the child is subconsciously very close to Ouyang Xue. So when Ouyang Xue coaxes her, "Xiaoyu! If we don't move around, you can climb here and sleep. When you wake up, there will definitely be a lot of delicious food in front of you."

It was easier for the child to coax, but Xiaoyu became obediently and quiet. As soon as half an hour arrived, Xia Jian began to use needles. He started to mobilize the seven silver needles, some downwards, and some began to move upwards.

"Ouch! It's so numb... it hurts..."

Xiaoyu, who was lying on the bed, screamed in dismay. Ouyang Xue gently stroked Xiaoyu's head with joy and said, "Good boy! Uncle will treat you, bear it."

Feng Lan covered her mouth with her hands happily, and her body trembled slightly. It seemed that she was so happy.

An hour later, when Xia Jian removed the silver needle on Xiaoyu's back, the child was already asleep.

Ouyang Xue said to Xia Jian with a little excited: "Thank you so much. It seems that Xiaoyu is saved. You let me witness your miracle again."

Xia Jian smiled and said, "According to my estimate, Xiaoyu should not get sick again within seven days. Sister Fenglan wants to take her to bask in the sun more."

"How about we come to see Xiaoyu in seven days?" Ouyang Xue asked softly.
Chapter completed!