On the evening of the same day, Xuanyuan's house.

Song Li continued to run around, and as soon as he got out of the car, Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly ran over with an anxious expression.

She looked haggard and her eyes were a little rosy.

"Song Li, you are finally here, I have been to Luoying Street several times, but you are not here, hurry up and see grandpa, his health is getting worse and worse. ”

Xuanyuan Yu's true feelings were revealed, and she was quite sad.

Song Li nodded, didn't say much, and followed behind Xuanyuan Yu.

The two walked all the way into the bedroom, the old man was full of instruments, and there was a middle-aged foreign doctor standing next to him.

Dr. Yang was quite busy, checking the data, looking at the old man's state, and still adjusting the potion, as if he wanted to give the old man an injection.

Xuanyuan Tuo stood aside, he didn't react much when he saw Song Li, but nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Xuanyuan Yu whispered: "Song Li, this is Dr. Tom and his medical team, the experts invited by Yanjing United Hospital, it is because of them that Grandpa has only lasted a few more days." ”

Dr. Tom was silent for a moment, then put the potion down and shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Xuanyuan, I have tried my best, from the perspective of our Western medicine, the old man has become ill to the bone marrow, I suggest that you prepare for the future, with his current physical strength, plus my drug therapy, he can last for three days at most. ”

For an old man in his 90s who is terminally ill, it is already a great credit to be able to extend his life by three days.

Three days is not long, but for Song Li, it is far from enough, and there are too many things he wants to figure out from the old man Xuanyuan.

He still has a lot of experience in how to live a few more days, and he is nothing more than using the tricks used on Old Man Zhang.

How long he can live depends on the life of the old man.

Song Li stood aside and let out a faint laugh, and Dr. Tom glanced back at Song Li, showing considerable anger.

"Who are you, medical treatment is a sacred thing, how can you laugh out loud, you are a great disrespect to the patient, Mr. Xuanyuan, please get him out. ”

Dr. Tom scolded and was quite dissatisfied.

Regulus looked at Dr. Tom rather calmly.

"Doctor Tom, don't get excited, he is also a master of Chinese medicine I invited here, the old man is in poor health, I want him to take a look. ”

"Chinese medicine, fake, you let him see, the old man is very likely to not even be able to pass tonight, if you want the old man to leave early, you let him try. ”

Tom is dismissive of Chinese medicine, in his opinion, Chinese medicine is a deception, and it is a joke that you can see a doctor and treat people by touching the pulse twice and pricking two needles.

Song Li shook his head and walked over to Tom.

"Doctor Tom, don't resist so much, I don't deny that there are liars in Chinese medicine, but most doctors are still very reliable, the inheritance of thousands of years of ancestors is by no means a fool of people, Chinese medicine and Western medicine have their own merits, no equal. ”

Song Li's words are quite pertinent, but Tom is unrelenting.

"Don't do this, Mr. Xuanyuan, if you let him do it, it will ruin my reputation, from now on, no matter what happens, I don't care, you must also sign an agreement to exempt you from liability. ”

Tom was quite formal, and even had a disclaimer ready.

Xuanyuan Tuo was also refreshed, and without saying a word, he signed the agreement.

Tom's face turned pale with anger, and he simply put his hands on his waist and stood aside, ignoring it, and even his team stopped working.

Song Li was not in danger and took the initiative to step forward.

He probed the old man's pulse, and opened his eyes to check, his eyes were red, his face was black, his lips were purple, and there were obvious symptoms of hypoxia.

With his current function, even if he uses a ventilator, he can't effectively alleviate it.

The treatment plan of Western medicine is usually surgery, but the old man is over 90 years old, and he is afraid that if he opens his chest, he will not be able to close it, which is also the fundamental reason why Tom said that the old man is not saved.

However, this kind of thing is not difficult for Song Li, he can't cure the old man's illness, but it is not difficult for the old man to relieve his symptoms and live a few more days.

He leaned over to Xuanyuan Yu's ear and asked her to immediately prepare herbs to boil medicine, and asked Xuanyuan Tuo to find a silver needle and prepare to show off his skills.

Tom saw it in his eyes, and his heart was full of disdain.

"Mr. Xuanyuan, are you sure you want him to do this, the old man's body can't withstand the needle, once the wrong blood vessel is punctured, he will definitely die. ”

Tom is still quite professional, and from his theoretical point of view, what Song Li did at this time is no different from murder.

Although the old man is dying, he is not dead after all.

Xuanyuan Tuo was unusually calm and looked at Tom.

"Doctor Tom, anyway, the old man can only live for three more days, die early and die late, and it is not bad for these few days, in case Song Li can produce a miracle. ”

Tom smiled, disapproving.

Miracles, non-existent.

Song Li got the silver needle and untied the old man's chest, he was skinny and his skin was black, not to mention finding blood vessels, it was quite difficult to even find acupuncture points.

If it was replaced by other doctors, such as the Wang family, they wouldn't even dare to take the needle, and only Song Li would dare to take such a huge risk.

If you get the wrong shot, you lose everything.

Song Li didn't use the technique of twelve needles this time, it was too domineering, the old man couldn't bear it at all, he fell one by one, guiding the flow of qi and blood.

In just a few stitches, it took more than half an hour to pierce it, until the last silver needle fell on the old man's forehead, which was completely completed.

In less than a minute, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, gasped for breath, and his originally blackened face became rosy, returning to the light.

Tom and his team were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes, an old man who was dying of death, had come back to life.

"Oh my God, how is this possible. ”

"God, he woke up. ”

"It's amazing, this is the real Chinese medicine, how can he not do it, is it not using the legendary internal strength to renew his life. ”

The nurses on the side were gossiping, and the discussion was quite intense.

Dr. Tom was blinded and had to accept the reality that he had lost, and he had lost very badly.

"Doctor Song, you're too powerful. ”

Song Li smiled faintly and took the initiative to shake Tom's hand.

"Doctor Tom, it's not a big deal, as long as you are an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner, you can basically do it, I just want to say that Yanxia medical skills, broad and profound, are not all deceitful, and you don't have to be depressed, I'm the same as you, just forcibly renew the old man's life, how long he can live, it all depends on his creation." ”

Song Li looked around and rolled his eyes.

"Dean Xuanyuan, please let everyone go out, I also have to do a full body examination for the old man, and no one can disturb him. ”

Xuanyuan Tuo sighed, didn't ask more, and motioned for everyone to go out.

When everyone went out, Song Li came to the old man, took out a silver needle again, and pierced his Baihui acupoint without hesitation.

"Old man, I'm sorry, your secret must not be brought into the coffin, even if it will leave you with sequelae, I have to find out what happened back then. ”