Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

"Family members, you need to think it over carefully!" Chu Yi said angrily as he struggled to get up from the ground.

Sang Xingyue didn't look at him. She stared at Chu Jiaojiao and said word by word, "I believe you. Please save him."

She was the only one who told her that Ping An could live to old age, even Ping An's parents had given up on him.

Just for this reason, she was willing to believe her.

"Nonsense!" Chu Yi was so angry that his nose was crooked. He was about to step forward to stop Chu Jiaojiao, but Chu Jiaojiao didn't even turn her head and directly threw out a few talismans to freeze them all.

Then, she stabbed the golden needle in her hand steadily towards Li Ping'an's head.

Sang Xingyue's hands clenched suddenly, full of nervousness, but she had no other choice now and could only trust her.

Chu Jiaojiao was busy with her hands without distraction, and soon she had used up all the gold needles in her hand. She twisted the end of the needle and flicked it lightly, and the other needles also began to sway gently, making a slight sound.

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened. This, this is...

Nine needles for returning Yang!

As the name suggests, this acupuncture method can pull a person back from the brink of death and have an effect similar to restoring yang.

But this acupuncture technique has clearly been lost!

How could Chu Jiaojiao do that?

Chu Yu didn't know any medicine, and when he saw his reaction, he thought he was angry with Chu Jiaojiao, and the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.

Chu Jiaojiao, it's over.

She couldn't escape the charge of murder in front of the police.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard a faint voice and her face froze.

"Ping'an!" Sang Xingyue looked at Li Ping'an on the bed with excitement.

Li Ping'an's eyelids moved, and after several seconds, he finally opened his eyes, "Yueyue, you..."

"Don't talk, don't move." Chu Jiaojiao's voice suddenly came. Li Pingan looked at her blankly, confused. He wanted to ask something else, but Sang Xingyue said, "Ping'an, be obedient and stop talking."

Only then did Li Ping'an swallow the question that was on the tip of his tongue, and he looked visibly more energetic.

how can that be!

Chu Yu widened his eyes in disbelief, hatred bursting out of his eyes.

Sang Xingyue noticed something, looked at her, and frowned slightly.

Noticing her gaze, Chu Yu quickly restrained his expression.

But Sang Xingyue still hadn't forgotten the look she gave him just now, and seemed to not want Ping'an to wake up.

Thinking of this, her eyes turned cold as she looked at her.

Chu Jiaojiao just said that her medicine was replaced.

She and Ping'an are just ordinary people, and they don't have any enemies, so they wouldn't harm others like this. This time, it's probably aimed at Chu Jiaojiao.

Probably guessing the truth, she didn't say it out loud, intending to remind her later.

Half an hour later, Chu Jiaojiao took out the golden needle, wiped the sweat from her head, felt a little weak, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, two people came in from outside and supported her.

They are Han Wenchang and Li Wuwei.

They came in after seeing Chu Jiaojiao there.

Han Wenchang quickly helped Chu Jiaojiao sit on a chair and asked curiously, "Master, why are you here?"

"Master?" Chu Yi stared at him blankly. "Master Han, what did you call her?"

"Master." Han Wenchang looked back at him and saw that he had a talisman stuck on his head, looking like a zombie. He immediately looked disgusted and asked, "What's this look like?"

Speaking of this, Chu Yi suddenly felt ashamed and angry, and glared at Chu Jiaojiao fiercely.

Han Wenchang happened to see this and immediately became angry, "What are you doing? Why are you glaring at my master?"

He was worried that he had no chance to show his ability, so he brought it to him. Han Wenchang immediately seized it and started scolding him.

"Who do you think you are, daring to glare at my master?"

"Why, are you jealous of my master's prowess? There's no point in being jealous. Even if you study for another hundred years, you won't be able to catch up with her!"

"I used to think you were a good junior, but now it seems you're far behind!"

Chu Yi's face turned red after being scolded by him, and he also confirmed one thing: he actually really called Chu Jiaojiao "Master".

Crazy!

Even if they called him the opposite, it was still unbelievable, and he actually took Chu Jiaojiao as his master.

Chu Jiaojiao knew from their conversation that Chu Yi was afraid of Han Wenchang. After regaining some strength, she immediately complained, "Old disciple, he bullied me and never gave me food. I'm malnourished because of him. Do you know what to do from now on?"

What? This actually happened?

Han Wenchang's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at Chu Yi with disgust.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. From today on, you, withdraw from my teaching group."

He was invited by this hospital to teach. He originally thought that he could teach more people and save more people, so he agreed. Chu Yi was still the person he was most optimistic about, and he was indeed talented.

Nowadays, it seems that no matter how good your talent is, it will be useless if your character is too bad.

What kind of medical ethics can be expected from such a person?

Hearing this, Chu Yi suddenly became anxious, "Mr. Han, Chu Jiaojiao is talking nonsense, you..."

Before he could finish, Han Wenchang's expression hardened and he glanced at him coldly, "Are you saying my master is talking nonsense?"

His aura suddenly emanated, and Chu Yi didn't dare to speak for a moment.

He was just full of doubts. When did Chu Jiaojiao meet Old Han and how did she become his master?

Also, where did she learn the Nine Needles to Restore Yang from?

For the first time in all these years, Chu Yi realized that he didn't understand his sister at all.

Maybe it was because he had never considered her a sister.

As he thought about it, his expression suddenly became complicated.

Chu Yu panicked when he realized something was wrong. Before he could say anything, Chu Jiaojiao's gaze swept over him.

Chu Jiaojiao pointed at her and said to the police, "Uncle police, you have seen my medical skills. I don't have a certificate simply because I'm young, but my medicine can indeed save lives. Someone switched it. You must investigate thoroughly. This could be considered intentional homicide."

"I suspect she is the murderer. I suggest you investigate carefully."

She pointed at Chu Yu and said.

Chu Yu's face turned pale instantly.

"No, it's not me," she said in a panic.

Chu Jiaojiao ignored him, counting on her fingers, and said, "You certainly didn't buy the medicine, and you didn't change the courier. You asked someone else to do it. You even got a phone card without real-name authentication just to make this call."

"But even so, I can still find someone." Chu Jiaojiao sneered disdainfully and continued.

"The man who changed the dressing was a man in his forties, very thin, with a mole on his chin. He was the one who took the package. He lives in the small hotel across from the hospital, room number 307. If you check now, you might still find the package."

"Here's the order number. Also, my medicine looks like this." Chu Jiaojiao took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to the police, asking them to compare.

With every word she spoke, Chu Yu's face turned paler.

How come she knows everything!