Facts speak louder than words, so many people are watching, and the hemorrhage that makes the surgeon scratch his head and claws stops.

It was stopped by a few inconspicuous silver needles.

This has to be at the level of a big player, right?

As a person in the medical field, when it comes to insiders, you may not know everyone, but some of the leading figures are still treasured.

For example, the old predecessors of Zang Guoliang, the master of acupuncture and moxibustion, and his personal disciple Meng Shu, are all admirable existences.

Zang Guoliang's old-timers are superb, and he is the only one in the world who has mastered the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, and he is now 90 years old, and he has rarely taken action in person in recent years.

Meng Shu has obtained most of the true inheritance of Old Man Zang, but unfortunately, only the most important Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles still lack the heat and cannot independently administer needles to patients.

This matter is said to have become a piece of the old man's heart, and it will also be a loss for the Chinese medicine industry, which is concerned by people in the industry.

The little doctor of the county people's hospital, of course, was not lucky enough to see the scene of the old man administering the needle himself;

But the real kung fu of the little girl in front of her to apply needles to stop bleeding is probably only taught by Mr. Zang, right?

The old gentleman has accepted an apprentice again? This must be a closed disciple, right?

Several doctors looked at each other, and their brainwaves were highly consistent with each other, and they completed gossip exchanges in one second.

Immediately rushed into the operation.

Standing on the operating table is standing on the battlefield that belongs to them, and they must go all out to snatch people from the hands of the sick and dead, and dare not be sloppy in the slightest!

"Surgical forceps. ”

The chief surgeon stretched out his hand, and the instrument nurses were used to cooperating, and handed over the correct type of instrument without the doctor's explanation, and the tacit understanding was very good.

The entire surgical team was operational, and everyone performed their duties, and a war without gunpowder was being carried out in a tense and orderly manner.

Song Lianhai, who was waiting for the idle people, was invited out, and Song Ci was allowed to wait outside, controlling his mental power to stop the bleeding from a distance through a door, but on the surface, he was waiting for the rescue scene to make up for the injection at any time.

Yin Nanfeng wore a white coat and went in to take a look, and came out to accompany her.

The surgery went well.

The difficulty of this surgery is that the bleeding does not stop.

Now the biggest problem has been overcome, the surgical field is clear, the difficulty of the operation is greatly reduced, and everything is incredible.

Half an hour later, the fetus was successfully dissected, the bleeding hole in the mother's body was sutured, the abdominal incision was sewn, the operation was officially over, the patient was transferred to the general ward, and the baby was transferred to the observation room.

The attending doctor came out easily, his eyes wandering, trying to find the little girl who made an extraordinary move, but the person was already gone.

When Song Ci was near the end of the operation, he withdrew his mental strength, covered his faintly throbbing head, and collapsed in the teacher's arms.

Yin Nanfeng hurriedly checked her pulse, confirmed that she was overworked, and hurriedly hugged her to grab the medicine.

The county people's hospital is not big, it takes the road of Western medicine, and it also has a traditional Chinese medicine department, but there is no authoritative Chinese medicine in charge, and it is not famous.

But it's still okay to grab a medicine, and there is even a decoction service on behalf of the people, which is very convenient.

Yin Nanfeng is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who has been famous in the province for many years, and he used to be the director of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

For example, Niu Zhongming in front of him is one of the students who Yin Nanfeng has taught.

"Principal Yin, why are you here? Please take a seat!"

Niu Zhongming was holding a Western medicine textbook with great hatred, when he heard the door knock and looked up, he saw the old principal coldly, and he was excited in his heart, and he hurriedly hid the medical book in his hand in the drawer.

The half-dead future of the Chinese medicine department is slim, and he was planning to change his career to study Western medicine, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by the old principal, which is called an embarrassment!

Yin Nanfeng's eyes were good, and when he saw the eye-catching bold characters on the cover, he didn't break them, nodded and smiled kindly:

"Hello, I'm here to catch the medicine, the prescription is here. ”

He handed out the prescription that had just been written, signed his name, and stamped his private seal.

Song Ci also glanced over whimsily.

The teacher's recipe is naturally wonderful, that is, I didn't explain it in detail when I saw that she was unwell today, and I will definitely have to make up the class when I go back, so I quickly wrote it down.

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