At this moment, Mengying's cell phone rang.
She put down her pen, took out her cell phone, and seeing that it was her cousin calling, she quickly pressed the answer button, "...well, I'll come down to pick you up."
After hanging up the phone, Mengying looked at Huo Yao, "Miss Ju, I have to go downstairs to pick up my cousin, and I'll be back in a while."
When Huo Yao heard the words, his eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, it was better to come by coincidence than to come by chance, so he nodded, "Okay."
Meng Ying hurried out with her mobile phone in her hand, Huo Yao watched her figure disappear at the elevator entrance, then turned back to the ward and closed the door.
Walking to the hospital bed, she took out the silver needle she put in her bag in the morning, opened the sheepskin cloth, first took the longest thin needle, leaned over, and slowly pierced it into a big hole on the top of Meng's father's head.
Immediately afterwards, she got a few needles on the top of her head one after another. If there was a Chinese medicine practitioner who was familiar with the acupuncture points of the human body, she would be shocked by Huo Yao's acupuncture points.
Because every acupuncture point she gave was the most immobile acupuncture point on the head, if these acupuncture points were pierced too deep or biased, it was very likely to cause death on the spot.
Not to mention that she gave injections casually the whole time, like a quack doctor who didn't know much about it.
Just after piercing the acupuncture points on the head, there were obvious brain fluctuations on the machine next to him. Huo Yao just glanced at it lightly, and didn't care.
Soon she took out two short silver needles and pierced them on the Shenmen and Taiyuan points on her hand respectively.
At this time, Meng's father's finger moved suddenly, although it was very subtle, Huo Yao saw it.
Calculating the time in his mind, two minutes later, Huo Yao began to close the needle.
Outside, Meng Ying had already brought her cousin and her family up by the elevator. After a while, the elevator reached the sixth floor.
A group of people came out, and Meng Ying led the way. When they reached the door of the ward, she stretched out her hand and slowly turned the doorknob.
The door opened, and seeing Huo Yao who was still sitting on the chair, Meng Ying hurriedly whispered to her cousin and aunt, "This is my classmate, he came to see my dad."
When Mengying's cousin looked at Huo Yao, her eyes lit up obviously, and she summed it up in a few words, beautiful young lady.
Huo Yao stood up, smiled at them, and nodded in greeting.
People are good-looking and polite, and no one will feel disgusted.
Huo Yao picked up the shoulder bag next to him and said to Mengying, "I'm going back first."
Meng Ying glanced at her cousin's family, but couldn't persuade Huo Yao to stay, so she said, "Then I'll see you off."
Huo Yao nodded, but she didn't refuse. As soon as she walked out of the door, she took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket and handed it to Meng Ying, "Your father will take one pill after he wakes up, and the rest every other day." One pill a day is enough."
Meng Ying was startled, she didn't quite understand her words, but she subconsciously took the medicine bottle.
"Okay, I'm leaving, see you next week." Huo Yao waved to her, turned and left.
Meng Ying stared at the direction she was leaving for a long time before she came back to her senses, looked down at the porcelain bottle in her hand, paused, and opened the bottle cap to smell it.
It is the taste of Chinese medicine.
At this moment, the cousin from the ward suddenly came out with ecstasy on her face, "Sister, Second Uncle woke up."
Upon hearing this, Mengying turned around, looked at his cousin, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "You, what did you say?"
"I said, your father is awake!"
With a sore nose, Meng Ying capped the medicine bottle in her hand in a panic, put it in her pocket, and ran into the ward somewhat staggeringly.
(end of this chapter)