At this moment, the room was quiet, with only Su Haoran standing by the side. He was a little uneasy and didn't know what he should do.
Looking at Wen Xin taking pulse with her eyes closed, and thinking about how she could shut Sun Miao up with a single needle, he held some respect for Wen Xin.
After about five minutes, Wen Xin opened her eyes and removed her hand from the old lady's wrist. However, her expression was even more solemn than before.
"Old Madam must have been too anxious and had a heart attack. After delaying for so long, the matter is indeed quite troublesome."
Although Su Haoran didn't participate in Sun Miao and the hospital director's check-up, he had already noticed some clues from the heart monitoring.
Wen Xin took out a rubber band from the pocket of her jeans and tied her hair up neatly. She picked up his backpack and took out a palm-sized black cloth roll.
She untied the rope on the black cloth roll. The black cloth roll unrolled a few times and then flattened out, revealing rows of golden acupuncture needles of different lengths.
The moment the golden needles were exposed, Su Haoran felt like his eyes were about to be blinded. He had only heard that some Chinese doctors used golden needles, but it was the first time in his life that he saw them with his own eyes.
"This lady…"
"My surname is Wen, you can just call me Wen Xin!"
Although Wen Xin did not know Su Haoran, he was still able to stop her during the chaotic situation just now. She had a good impression of Su Haoran, which was why she asked him to stay and help.
"Oh, Miss Wen, Old Madam's situation is complicated. What do you need my help with? I don't know anything about Chinese medicine. I don't know…"
Su Haoran looked at Wen Xin's calm little face. The pressure he was feeling right now was even greater than before. He was not afraid that Wen Xin would be implicated if he did not cure the old madam, but he was worried that his lack of medical skills would affect Wen Xin's performance.
"You just have to keep an eye on madam's heart. If there are any changes, just tell me in time!"
Wen Xin's voice was crisp and clear. Her hands were very nimble, and the hundred gold needles were quickly disinfected.
"I'm going to start now. You have to report the condition of the old madam's heart and blood oxygen to me in real-time."
The old madam's treatment was not a difficult problem. Wen Xin was worried that her physical strength would affect the speed at which she inserted the needles.
Her body hadn't recovered yet. How troublesome!
Su Haoran, who was watching the heart monitor, observed Wen Xin's movements from the corner of his eye. She inserted one needle after another, her technique precise and experienced. Her movements were so fast that Su Haoran could not see clearly.
"Don't get distracted. Keep an eye on the data from the heart monitor!"
Just as Su Haoran was immersed in Wen Xin's acupuncture technique, a cold voice came from above his head. He immediately came back to his senses and reported the old madam's monitoring data awkwardly.
Half an hour had passed. The Mu family stood in the outer hall. Only Mu Chengxi was sitting on a chair. He looked very lazy.
The collar of his shirt was slightly open because of his movements. His exquisite collarbone and sexy Adam's apple moved slightly. Sun Miao, who was beside him, was unable to help herself but look in his direction.
Wei Manqing noticed Sun Miao. She walked to Mu Chengxi's side and gently patted his legs that were crossed together. She gently instructed, "Sit properly. Don't act like you're not doing anything right every day."
Mu Chengxi's hands paused for a moment. He sat up straight and looked up at Wei Manqing. His lips curled into a smile. "Is the girl I brought back pretty?"