Chapter 6: Baosheng Creation Pill

The First Hospital of Jiangnan City, as the top hospital in Jiangnan City, the level of doctors and medical facilities here are among the best in the whole Jiangnan City.

"Doctor Zhou, there is a patient in the emergency room who fell from the stairs drunk, and now he is in danger and needs your help!"

A trainee nurse rushed into the department office in a rage and said anxiously.

Dr. Zhou, who was seeing a doctor, raised his head and turned out to be a very young beauty.

He had long pink wavy hair that was slightly curly, his skin was white, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes.

Hearing the news from the nurse, Zhou Ya simply explained the precautions, picked up the small cloth bag she was eating, and left the office in a hurry.

"How is the patient doing?"

As soon as she entered the emergency room, Zhou Ya immediately brought up the preparation supplies, looked at Ye Mo who was lying unconscious on the stage and asked.

The male doctor in charge of the knife glanced up, and quickly lowered his head again to continue to bandage the wound.

"The patient fell from the fifth floor, his skull was broken, and there was a lot of blood in his brain, and his life could be in danger at any time, but it was almost handled now, but it was not the most critical thing. ”

"What?" Zhou Ya was slightly stunned, falling from the fifth floor was actually just an intracerebral hemorrhage.

"Look here. The male doctor pointed to the waves on the ECG screen.

"The state of life has returned to normal and is temporarily out of danger, but the most dangerous thing is that the patient is very likely to become a vegetative state. ”

Zhou Ya's expression was solemn, and she stared at the ECG display screen with a slight frown, which was indeed very tricky.

"I heard that Dr. Zhou is proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion, which is a family tradition and has the effect of reviving the dead, I wonder if Dr. Zhou has a way to stimulate the patient?"

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Ya immediately nodded and said, "I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee the consequences." ”

"Try it, now the patient has a very important will, which is signed by the patient's family. The chief surgeon said calmly.

"Xiaohu, when the heart rate drops to sixty, every time it drops, it starts to count. The surgeon turned to the nurse who was looking at the ECG and said.

Now that it has been signed by the family, without further ado, Zhou Ya immediately unfolded the small cloth bag on the operating table, eighty-one slender silver needles with a length of twenty centimeters.

Zhou Ya's ancestral ghost and god eighty-one needles are Bian Que's unique acupuncture method, "Ninety-nine eighty-one, needles and needles cross the soul." ”

With a pinch of the index finger of his right hand, eighteen silver needles had been accurately inserted into different positions in Ye Mo's head.

Ninety-nine eighty-one, each ninth silver needle needs to consume a huge amount of mind, with the fifty-fourth silver needle inserted, Zhou Ya's smooth forehead was covered with sweat, and the little nurse on the side hurriedly wiped it when she saw this.

"I use special silver needles to stimulate the acupuncture points in the brain and stimulate the patient's potential, but the only difficulty is that I have to insert 81 silver needles in two hours, otherwise it will lead to complete brain death of the patient. ”

Looking at the chief surgeon with a surprised face, Zhou Ya said calmly.

"So what are you waiting for, hurry, it's been more than an hour. The chief surgeon looked at his watch and said anxiously.

But Zhou Ya didn't say anything, he felt that there was a mysterious resistance in the patient's brain, preventing him from falling the silver needle, and forcibly placing the needle would only cause the needle to break and die.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ya could only give up the direct stimulation method at the beginning, and instead stabilize her brain and mind from the side, and stimulate step by step.

On the instrument next to the operating table, the screen shows that various indicators are constantly changing rapidly, and the patient is notified of death at once, and the patient is still alive at once.

The chief surgeon couldn't help but clench the disinfectant towel on the ground in his hand, and the little nurse on the side looked at Zhou Ya with admiration, this is the great doctor who fought against death in his fantasy during college.

At this moment, Ye Mo was confused, he didn't expect that he could actually connect the Three Realms in his mind, and he also understood that the mobile phone was probably just a communication medium.

Ye Zhihan knew that he couldn't find Taishang Laojun now, although he deceived himself last time because he was Hongmeng, but if he asked Taishang Laojun for help, it would inevitably arouse suspicion, and the consequences that would arise later, Ye Mo couldn't imagine it, but his intuition told him that Taishang Laojun was not simple.

By the way, Ye Zhihan thought of the only existence that could be called the Great Emperor among the four major medical gods of the ancient medical god "Baosheng Emperor".

"Ding-dong. ”

Emperor Baosheng felt that a distinguished guest was coming these days, but he didn't know who it was, he only knew that it was extremely noble, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

Picking up WeChat, Hongmeng Ancestor launched a private chat window.

Emperor Baosheng: Ancestor, what are your orders? )

Ye Mo: I have a named disciple in the mortal world, and now he is seriously ill and his brain consciousness has died.

Emperor Baosheng instantly understood, this is the Hongmeng Ancestor is not good to take action in person, it will affect the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and he can't help but be overjoyed, he knows that this is also a human favor cause and effect.

Emperor Baosheng: Ancestor, the younger generation has thirteen needles to protect life, as long as this needle comes out, the king of Hades will not dare to take his life.

Ancestor: You let a vegetative person give himself a needle!(Angry emoji)

Emperor Baosheng was sweating in an instant, and he didn't feel that the fairy clothes were wet

"Ancestor, I still have a uniquely developed resurrection pill, as long as I take it and keep it, it's fine. (Five flattering emotes.) )

Hongmeng Ancestor: Send it together, don't pass it on, don't read it!

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"Director, my heart rate has reached sixty"

"Forty!"

"Twenty!"

The heart rate drops rapidly at a rate of twenty per second.

"The heart rate has dropped to five beats per minute, pacemaker hurry!"

The surgeon shouted, and the heartbeat suddenly went from 60 to 5 times in just a few seconds, and the instantaneous change made everyone a little unprepared.

The nurse on the side immediately took the pacemaker, and after charging, it was too late to even rub it, and the curve on the ECG had completely turned into a straight line, and the heart rate was displayed on the dazzling red number "0".

The little nurse took the pacemaker and immediately put it on Ye Mo's chest, and with the sudden shock of her body, her heart rate suddenly returned to more than a dozen beats per minute, but as long as she stopped, this value would stop at "0".

After several attempts to no avail, the chief surgeon shook his head helplessly, took off his mask, and took off his gloves, "Declare the patient's rescue ineffective." ”

After two hours of silver needle rescue, Zhou Ya's face was already pale, her right hand holding the needle trembled, and her body was a little paralyzed and leaning against the corner.

The little nurse also sighed, covered the white cloth casually, turned off the lights and left one after another.

In his mind, Ye Mo, who was in the state of his soul, received the pill and swallowed it directly.

Time passed slowly, and there were only two emergency lights in the corridor of the emergency room in the middle of the night, and the surroundings looked a little gloomy in the dim light.

At this moment, various blue and white colors flashed on the control panels of various instruments in the emergency room, and the data on the display gradually increased from zero to up.

Less than two minutes after the anomaly was generated, the two pills in Ye Mo's body fused and reacted, and the previous medicinal effect only absorbed five percent of the copper pill and the one that was developed by Emperor Baosheng, directly using Ye Mo's body as a furnace to re-condense into pill liquid and flow to all parts of the body, including the brain.

What Ye Mo didn't know was that fortunately, what he had taken before was only the Broken Copper Pill, and the Creation Pill of the Emperor Baosheng could still be suppressed steadily, if he took the Perfect Copper Pill, it might directly trigger an explosion similar to that of a nuclear weapon.

In the quiet operating room, the corpses flying in the air, if people see this scene, I am afraid they have to kneel on the ground and say that the gods have appeared.

As the layer of purple light on the skin gradually faded, the originally pale and bloodless skin slowly became rosy, and Ye Mo on the hospital bed also heard a burst of drumming, like a celestial drumming until eighty-one, Ye Mo slowly opened his eyes.