Lin Ran's ugly expression was noticed by the attentive guests. They all asked in puzzlement,
"Eh, little brother's expression is a bit ugly!”
"Who made my brother unhappy?”
"Little brother, it's almost time. Hurry up and save Old Master Su!”
……
Just as everyone was welcoming Lin Ran, someone reminded him.
Lin Ran took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart to calm down.
As long as he saved Old Master Su, the Su family would owe him a huge favor.
Then, it would definitely be extremely beneficial to the Lin family behind him. Moreover, if he displayed his medical skills, he would have an endless stream of connections in the future.
At that time, what would a mere Mu family be?
He was just a local tyrant in Shanghai.
At that time, wouldn't it be easy to kill a little follower?
Just as Lin Ran was fantasizing about how to deal with Lu Fei, his eyes narrowed.
He suddenly pulled out all eighteen silver needles that were stuck in Old Master Su's body.
Everyone's gaze followed Lin Ran's actions and could not help but hold their breaths. Their gazes were fixed on Old Master Su, who was lying on the ground and breathing slowly.
As the silver needle was pulled out, Grandpa Su suddenly opened his eyes in less than three breaths.
Before everyone could show a shocked expression.
"Puff!" .
Suddenly, Old Master Su spat out a mouthful of black blood. After briefly opening his eyes, he closed them again, and his face was extremely pale.
Seeing this scene, the surroundings were extremely silent, and the sound of a needle falling could be heard.
He heard a few rapid and slow breathing sounds behind him.
Su Wenbin, who was not far away, saw that his father had finally woken up and spat out a mouthful of black blood. His mood was like a roller coaster ride.
One moment, he rose into the clouds, and the next moment, he fell into the abyss.
Su Wenbin looked at Lin Ran and his face turned ashen.
The surrounding guests all looked at this scene in a daze. The smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze.
He looked at Lin Ran, who had welcomed him not long ago, with deep suspicion and disgust.
What was wrong with Benjamin?
Why did he suddenly wake up and spit out a mouthful of black blood?
It didn't look right!
Didn't he promise that Old Master Su would be alive and kicking in half an hour?
Why was he still on the verge of death?
Wasn't he making fun of them?
"Brat, what did you do? Why did Old Master Su spit out a mouthful of black blood?”
"Are you playing with us like monkeys?”
"I could tell at a glance that you're a glib talker. So you're here to fool people!”
"You have to give an explanation today. Otherwise, we'll make you suffer!”
……
"Lin Ran, what's going on?"
"How do you want to explain?"
Su Wenbin walked forward and called Lin Ran's name without any politeness.
Lin Ran panicked when he saw this.
What was going on?
The old man taught me the Eighteen Needles of Ghost and God, and I have never failed.
Although he had only learned ninety percent of the old man's teachings, he could easily cure a heart disease without using the Eighteen Needles of the Ghost God.
It was just a matter of speed.
Why did it not work on Benjamin?
Lin Ran pretended to be calm and tried his best to calm down. He opened his mouth and said,
"It's normal. Old Master Su has some blood clots in his heart. It's better to spit them out!”
At this moment, all the guests who heard Lin Ran's explanation were on guard and no longer agreed.
Instead, they sized up Lin Ran with a gaze full of suspicion. This time, if Lin Ran did not completely save Old Master Su, they would not give any reaction no matter what.
"Is that so?"
Looking at the calm and confident look on Lin Ran's face, Su Wenbin could not help but suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and ask curiously.
It was a hammer!
Lin Ran cursed in his heart. How could he know why Old Master Su would spit out black blood?
He had never encountered such a situation before!
The explanation just now was just to fool these people.
Su Wenbin looked at Elder Zhang. He was obviously full of doubts about Lin Ran's words.
When Old Zhang noticed Su Wenbin's gaze, he was a little hesitant.
After a pause, he said,
"This…Please forgive me for being ignorant. I've never heard of the need to spit out blood clots to treat heart disease. Perhaps this should be the characteristic of the Eighteen Needles of the Ghost God.”
"And…"
Su Wenbin saw Old Zhang's hesitation and quickly asked,
"And what?"
Old Zhang hesitated for a moment before saying,
"And the color of the blood is not right. Normal blood should be dark red, but the blood that Old Master Su spat out is obviously black. This should be a sign of poisoning!”
Everyone who heard Old Zhang's explanation immediately looked nervous.
Poisoned?
How could there be poisoning?
Wasn't it just a heart attack?
No matter what, it had nothing to do with poisoning.
Suddenly, many quick-witted people thought of a possibility.
Could it be that this young man deliberately made the poison?
After all, during the entire process of Old Master Su's fainting, he was the only one who held more than ten silver needles and pricked Old Master Su's body.
Perhaps this poison was put in by Lin Ran!
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