Wang Helin couldn't help but say in awe: "The third needle of the five needles of God -- the three needles of the Yellow Emperor! This little brother is worthy of being a treasure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. ”

Chen Haoran scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Where, where, how can I compare with a master of Chinese medicine like Han Lao." ”

Han Lao said angrily: "Little Brother Chen, excessive modesty is pride. You have mastered the three needles of the Yellow Emperor, even if we are a group of old men combined, they are not as good as you. ”

Chen Haoran restrained his hip-hop mentality, and said in a deep voice: "Old Han, who is this brother?"

Han Lao showed a trace of disdain on his face, and said in a low voice: "This bastard boy is the director of this city hospital. I'll tell you that this bastard boy is an idiot, when I taught him Chinese medicine, he had to understand it in three or four days. ”

Dean Wang heard Han Lao say this, his face was slightly embarrassed, he was different from Han Lao, he first studied Western medicine and then Chinese medicine, Chinese medicine and Western medicine have many differences, and even some theoretical views are contradictory.

Dean Wang was a top student who graduated from a top medical university, and his knowledge of Western medicine was quite profound, so he struggled to understand some theories of Chinese medicine.

Chen Haoran also felt a sense of admiration, and said in a deep voice: "Dean Wang can integrate traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, admiration and admiration. ”

Han Lao poked the floor with his cane, made a dull sound, and said angrily: "What kind of Chinese medicine and Western medicine are combined, just be greedy and chew too much." Hmph, how can Western medicine be compared with our Chinese medicine? ”

Chen Haoran and Wang Helin's faces were a little weird, both of them thought that Han Lao's views were a little wrong, but they didn't dare to point out what Han Lao was wrong. The two glanced at each other, then continued to lower their heads and listen to Han Lao's preaching.

Han Lao glanced at Wang Helin and said, "What's the matter?"

Dean Wang smiled and said, "You are my teacher, how dare I refute you! ”

Han Lao snorted and said, "This is not bad. ”

"By the way, is the video played on the big screen of the hospital just now the chief physician of the department on this floor?"

When Han Lao and Wang Helin came to the surgical inpatient building, they happened to see Zhang Xuewu's video on the big screen on the first floor of the inpatient building.

Wang Helin nodded and said, "It should be." ”

Han Lao said with a serious expression: "You know what to do!"

Wang Helin said respectfully: "Old Han, I know. ”

Chen Haoran suddenly remembered something, leaned over to Han Lao's ear and said, "Han Lao, can you do me a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"That's why I want to help a patient in this hospital. ”

"What a patient. ”

"A patient with a cerebral thromboembolism. ”

"Let's take a look. ”

Chen Haoran, Han Lao and Dean Wang came to Ward 703, Chen Haoran pushed open the door of the ward, Han Lao and Dean Wang followed behind Chen Haoran, and Liu Xin walked last.

She hadn't woken up from the shock yet, and the doctor Chen Haoran knew turned out to be Dean Wang!

Dean Wang is a national professor in the field of brain science, and a chief physician like Zhang Xuewu is not even worthy of lifting shoes in front of President Wang.

It is precisely because Dean Wang is in this hospital that Liu Xin and her mother chose the city hospital in Tanglin City, hoping that one day the president will give them a little advice to treat her father during the ward rounds.

Cui Xin covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Dean Wang, why are you here?"

Han Lao turned his head and glared at Wang Helin.

Wang Helin's face was suddenly embarrassed, and he whispered, "Let's treat the 2-bed patient." Can the patient's family go out first? ”

"Good, good!"

Cui Xin took Liu Xin's hand and left the ward, and kept chanting: "It's finally here! The dean is finally here, Xin'er, your father is saved." ”

After Han Lao and Dean Wang came for an examination, their faces were a little grim, and Liu Chenggong's illness was a bit tricky to be honest.

Han Lao wiped his fingers and said in a deep voice, "Little Brother Chen, what do you say?"

Chen Haoran shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I want to hear the judgment of Dean Wang's Western medicine." ”

Wang Helin dug out some information about Liu Chenggong's condition from the bedside table, and the information of patients in their hospital will be uploaded to the hospital's computer, and of course, a copy will be printed for patients and their families to carry when they are transferred to the hospital.

Wang Helin said in a deep voice: "There is a large amount of thrombosis in the blood vessels of the patient's brain. There are also corresponding infections in the kidneys and lungs. It can be said that it is difficult to salvage. ”

Han Lao sighed slightly and said, "It is difficult for Chinese medicine to save him back. ”

Chen Haoran smiled slightly and said, "It's not that there is no way. I could see if I could get him back. ”

Old Han looked at Chen Haoran with a stern expression and said, "Little Brother Chen, this is not a joke. This patient's condition is very complex, and if you are not careful, something may happen. ”

"The Yellow Emperor's three injections are not suitable for this disease. ”

Chen Haoran twisted his wrist and said in a deep voice: "Old Han, I have more than one acupuncture skill mastered. ”

"What, little brother Chen, have you mastered other ancient acupuncture techniques?"

Han Lao and Wang Helin both showed surprised looks.

Chen Haoran took out a very delicate silver box from the swallowing space, and the box was carved with vivid characters.

Chen Haoran opened the silver box, took out a silver long needle from it, and with a slight force on his hands, a stream of air flowed from Chen Haoran's dantian, and wrapped around his fingers on the surface of the silver-white long needle.

"This is the Qi Imperial Needle!"

Han Lao was a little better, after all, he saw Chen Haoran at the scene of the Tang family's free clinic and performed a magical method of using qi to control the needle.

Chen Haoran's right hand maintained the operation of the aura, and his left hand roamed back and forth above Liu Chenggong's head, and a faint air flow erupted from the palm of Chen Haoran's left hand, wrapping Liu Chenggong's body.

Then the silver needle pierced an acupuncture point in Liu Chenggong's abdomen.

"It can't be!"

Han Lao's eyes widened and he said in surprise, the location of Chen Haoran's needle is not on the acupuncture point map of traditional Chinese medicine, but the blood clot in Liu Chenggong's brain is rapidly dissolving.

Wang Helin took out the small brain CT machine at the head of the bed and gave Liu Chenggong a brain CT, and half of the blood clot disappeared, which was used in less than three minutes.

At first, he didn't believe that Chinese medicine could have such magical skills, but now seeing is believing, he has to believe that Chinese medicine may really be better than Western medicine, and Chinese medicine from ancient times to the present is constantly tempting him as if it has magical powers.

"What is this?"

"Bian Que's Thirteen Needles Soul Recovery!"