Chapter 45 Old Yang Shock?

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Chapter 45 Old Yang Shock?

Yang Lao stood up silently at this time, his hands were constantly shaking, and his eyes were like seeing an impossible expression.

"Old Yang?"

"Old Yang?"

Everyone was frightened by the situation of Mr. Yang at this time. They were all Mr. Yang's students, and they had never seen such an expression on their teacher's face.

"Unlocked, unlocked. Finally unlocked!" Old Yang trembled as he walked towards the stage step by step, his wrinkled hands, wanting to touch the blackboards that had occupied more than half of the podium, but As if afraid of confusing the numbers on the dark spots.

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Suddenly Lao Lao knelt down on the ground, his pupils suddenly became absent-minded, foam was flowing from the corners of his mouth, his chest was constantly shaking, and his body was constantly shaking.

"Old Yang!"

"Old Yang!"

Seeing Mr. Yang like this, all the teachers immediately surrounded him.

"No, it's a shock situation."

"Old Yang has a heart attack, hurry up and get the medicine." Zhao Yanting shouted anxiously.

At this time, a middle-aged man hurried over with a bag, crouched on the ground and started rummaging in the bag.

"Medicine, medicine, medicine."

A few seconds later, the middle-aged man raised his head blankly and looked at the people around him: "Old Yang's medicine for heart disease... I didn't bring it."

"Damn! Hurry up and call 120!" Principal Wu shouted anxiously.

If something happened to Mr. Yang in his school, he, Principal Wu, would be to blame. Even the students of Mr. Yang in the Education Bureau had to tear themselves apart.

"It's too late. Once the shock exceeds ten to twenty minutes, the patient will die. Mr. Yang is old and may not be able to survive even ten minutes." Ye Hao clenched his fists and remembered a story about shock he had seen before. medical reports.

"No. Teacher Yang, teacher!" Zhao Yanting suddenly lost control of her emotions, and she cried there.

The other teachers also silently shed tears.

A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime, not to mention a teacher who leads them to the teaching career.

Ye Hao clenched his fists and said in his heart.

Does the system have any skills that can cure diseases, what kind of medical skills, etc., quickly get them out for me.

[Skill: Medicine. Skill Points Required: 8. 】

Eight skill points?

Damn it! I only have three skill points now, which is not enough!

Ye Hao watched Old Yang struggling in front of him, and he clenched his fists.

It's almost five! It's just five o'clock.

If... if I hadn't exchanged for any item control technique for a momentary curiosity, I now have enough skill points to exchange for medical techniques.

Ye Hao looked at Old Yang's pale appearance, and for some reason he remembered his mother. She also lost her life in front of his eyes at that time, and he was so powerless.

Ye Hao's body swayed, and he stabilized his body by holding on to the table next to him.

【system hint. It is detected that the host urgently needs skill points, and the loan mode is hereby opened. Here the host can loan the required skill points. After that, the host only needs to repay at a certain exchange rate...]

The system sound that suddenly appeared in his head made Ye Hao's body shake.

He didn't care to listen to the explanations that followed, he shouted directly in his heart.

"Hurry up, exchange the medicine for me. Hurry up!"

[Exchange of medical skills consumes eight skill points. The host has only three skill points in the account at this time, whether to use the loan for the remaining part]

"Yes."

[Loan at five points. Medical skills exchanged successfully]

A string of knowledge emerged in Ye Hao's mind.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and pushed away the teachers who surrounded Yang Lao.

"Let me come, I know medicine."

Ye Hao said, half-kneeling next to Mr. Yang, and began to check Mr. Yang's vital information. The pace of his heart was getting slower and slower, and the foam at the corner of his mouth had stopped coming out.

"Who has a needle, a needle over three centimeters. Hurry up!" Ye Hao shouted anxiously.

The teachers around were stunned for a while.

"Student Ye Hao, don't be fooling around. Life is at stake now." Some teachers frowned and looked at Ye Hao.

They don't believe that a student who is only in the third year of high school can understand medicine.

Those things are not something that a high school student can touch.

"Then come here! Now Lao Lao is in danger. If you can save him, then you come. If you wait another five minutes, Yang Lao will really die!" Ye Hao said sternly.

This time, the surrounding teachers fell silent.

They may be able to teach and educate people, but they are laymen in curing and saving people.

At this moment, an older female teacher next to her took out a five-centimeter-long embroidery needle from her bag.

"Teacher Ye, is this needle okay?"

"Yes. Thank you." Ye Hao took the embroidery needle, and he didn't care about the other person's name for him at this time.

The right index finger and thumb tightly held the bottom of the embroidery needle, and then the left hand undid the clothes on Yang Lao's chest.

Looking at the part of Yang Lao's chest, Ye Hao took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and the needle in his right hand slammed violently.

He pierced it, and the place where it was pierced was exactly where Yang Lao's left chest was.

"My goodness."

"The stab... stabbed to the heart!"

The surrounding teachers were startled. In their opinion, Ye Hao was simply stabbing a needle into Old Yang's heart.

In their thinking, can people still live with a needle stuck in their heart?

It didn't take long for the needle to pierce it, and it only took less than a second for Ye Hao to pull out the needle.

"Ye Hao, what are you doing? Do you know that you are killing people?" Zhao Yanting's expression changed suddenly, and she pushed Ye Hao's body suddenly.

Ye Hao fell to the ground all of a sudden, the needle in his hand accidentally slipped out of his hand, pierced his palm all at once, and blood continued to flow out.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this time, a coughing sound came out of Yang Lao's mouth.

"Old Yang is awake!"

"Oh my God, Mr. Yang, you are really awake!"

After Mr. Yang woke up, he looked around in a daze: "I... what's wrong with me?"

"Mr. Yang, you scared me to death just now. When you saw these questions just now, you were so excited that your heart went into shock!"

"Yeah. Isn't it just a question, Mr. Yang, don't scare us."

"Title?" Mr. Yang seemed to have thought of something, and stood up in a hurry, looking at the intact handwriting on the blackboard, he shouted to the middle-aged man next to him: "Liu, show me, no one is allowed to touch it. This blackboard."

"Ah?" This middle-aged man was actually a part-time assistant bodyguard for Mr. Yang's driver, and he looked at Mr. Yang in confusion.

Yang Lao didn't have time to explain, he directly took out his mobile phone and ran outside the door. At this time, his skills were like a young man, not like a gray-haired old man at all.

At this time, everyone else's eyes fell on Ye Hao who fell to the ground.

I saw that all the needles were inserted into Ye Hao's palm. Just looking at everyone, there was a feeling of shivering. Ye Hao's sleeves and cuffs and the floor were all stained red with blood. .

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