After the random killings in variety shows, the crazy beauties successfully got out of the circle

Chapter 17 Tan Shi's life was dying, Yan Guican rescued him
Tan Shi's condition worsened, and he didn't have time.

Yan Guican did not hesitate, "Yes, give me three days."

She needs time to confirm the prescription with Su Bi.

"Yeah." Fu Qihuai nodded, got up and left the box with dark eyes.

After a while, Fu Bai came in and put the wooden box on the table.

"Miss Yan, this is what you want."

Yan Guican took it over and opened it, it was Fanyou.

She nodded slightly, didn't stay in the box, and went back to Fanjin Village.

"Grandma." Yan Guican handed her the wooden box.

Su Bi opened it, examined it carefully, and after a while, laughed.

"This Fanyou plant is in good condition."

Yan Guican stayed at Su Wei's place for a whole day, and when he returned home, Yao Yikui was joking with Yan Min.

Seeing her come back, Yan Min waved at her, "Xiao Can."

Yan Guican went over as promised.

"Stayed with you, Su Bi, for another day? Grandpa knows about your health, so it's not a big deal."

Yan Min waved his hand.

"I'm going out in a few days." Yan Guican turned to look at Yao Yikui, "Kuikui, take care of grandpa for me."

Yao Yikui frowned, "No problem."

"What are you doing out there?" Yan Min frowned almost invisibly.

"The program team needs help with something." Yan Guican was very calm.

"Then you have fun outside, I can do it myself, don't worry."

Yan Min patted Yan Guican's hand and sighed silently.

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Three days later.

Yan Guican arrived at the airport on time with a black backpack on his back.

In the cabin, Fu Qihuai's expression turned extremely ugly, and everyone else was trembling, afraid to speak, and the atmosphere was depressed.

Yan Guican didn't notice it, took out a black eye mask from his bag, put it on, and went to sleep.

Seeing this, Fu Bai couldn't help but feel admiration.

Leaving aside Miss Yan's medical skills, this ability to withstand stress is truly amazing.

No matter how long the plane flew, Yan Guican slept for as long as it did.

Compared to Yan Guican's high spirits, Fu Qihuai looked particularly embarrassed.

Not only was his hair disheveled, but even his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know how long he hadn't slept. There was a low air pressure lingering around him, gloomy and violent.

Fu Qihuai and the others walked quickly, and Yan Guican was left behind alone. When she was about to get in the car, there was only one seat left in Fu Qihuai's car.

The doors of the other cars were all shut tightly.

Yan Guican: "..."

Yan Guican glanced at Fu Bai in the passenger seat.

Fu Bai looked away, looking at the sky and the earth but not at her.

A few seconds later, Yan Guican pursed his lips, bent down and got into the car.

The distance between the two was so far that another person could sit down.

Fu Qihuai has been leaning on the back of the chair since getting in the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind, as if he is completely unaware of what is happening around him.

Yan Guican looked sideways out of the window.

Very modern high-rise buildings, landmark buildings, and prosperity as far as the eye can see.

Gradually, high-rise buildings were replaced by green trees and green hills.

Finally, the car drove into a manor, and bodyguards in black stood guard every [-] meters, guarding them tightly.

After getting off the car, a man in a tuxedo hurried up to meet him.

"Master, the Patriarch..."

Fu Qihuai's pupils shrank suddenly, and before the housekeeper finished speaking, he rushed into the villa.

Yan Guican's heart sank, and he followed.

In the corridor on the third floor, several old men in white coats discussed in low voices.

"Hey, cardiac arrest, the Patriarch is so old, it's hard to get over it."

"I suffer from insomnia all the year round, and all the organs of my body are exhausted and aging."

"I can't help it."

Suddenly, a figure flickered in front of them, and several old men were stunned.

"Just now, was that the young master?"

"Master is back."

Yan Guican ran upstairs, glanced at the bewildered old men in the corridor, turned and entered the room.

In the room, Rick was resuscitating Tan Shi, and there were a few doctors in white coats standing beside him, with serious faces.

Cardiac arrest, for anyone, is tantamount to going through the door of death, especially for the elderly, the probability of rescue failure is very high.

And Rick has done five minutes of CPR.

Fu Qihuai looked at Tan Shi, who was pale on the hospital bed, the veins on his neck were bulging, and the bloodshot eyes almost covered his entire eye sockets.

Yan Guican glanced at the scene, then quickly ran to the hospital bed and lifted Tan Shi's eyelids to take a look.

Seeing the strange woman who appeared suddenly, Rick frowned, but his movements didn't stop.

"Go away."

Yan Guican didn't respond, put down his backpack, and took out a palm-sized leather bag from it.

When it was opened, it was a row of silver needles of different lengths, some thick and some thin.

She quickly took one of them and inserted it into Tan Shi's forehead.

Rick's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, "What are you doing?"

Yan Guican took out another one and inserted it into Tan Shi's wrist, and replied in English.

"Don't stop."

An old man next to him was full of anger, and was about to step forward and grab Yan Guican, "What are you doing? Get down quickly."

When he stretched his hand halfway, he was pinched tightly. He turned his head and looked, stunned.

"Master?"

Fu Qihuai shook off his hand, "Let her do it."

Curt frowned, "You just let a young girl treat the Patriarch? What if there is an accident?"

Fu Qihuai had blue veins popping on his forehead, and said in an impatient tone, "Come on, take Kete out."

After the words fell, two men in black pushed open the door and came in to set up Curt.

The house returned to silence.

Beads of sweat dripped down Yan Guican's face, and Tan Shi's body kept shaking due to the cardiopulmonary resuscitation, which made it more difficult for Yan Guican to administer the needle.

She has to carefully consider every needle drop point, and there must be no mistakes.

And the person doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation has already changed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone's hearts became more and more heavy.

The last stitch falls.

At the same time, the electrocardiogram nearby fluctuated.

"I moved." Rick, who was staring at the electrocardiogram, shouted excitedly.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Shi's life, they took it back from Lord Yan.

Looking at the fluctuating electrocardiogram, Yan Guican suddenly relaxed his tense expression, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

She reached out to touch Tan Shi's wrist, and immediately looked sideways at Fu Qihuai.

"Now the old man is not out of danger, and all his organs are failing, so he needs to be fully monitored."

After finishing speaking, Yan Guican ignored Fu Qihuai's reaction, turned around and took off the silver needle on Tan Shi's body.

Rick was very surprised, "Where did you find someone?"

Feel the pulse to know the patient's physical condition?

(End of this chapter)