Ye Fan didn't pay attention to him, just took a step forward and pierced the silver needle into the last few acupuncture points.

Although he was annoyed in his heart, he didn't want to have a conflict here, this was a special care ward.

In fact, he didn't mean to disrespect Lu Fengming from the bottom of his heart, but the situation was too urgent at this time, and he was not allowed to explain it at all.

Seeing that Ye Fan was still doing his own thing, Lu Fengming was a little crazy, who am I? I am the authority you invited, you don't listen to any of my words, do you Renai Hospital take me seriously?

He glanced disapprenantly at Ma Traizhang. And the heart said, What did thou call me for?

Ma Chuizhang hurriedly smiled and comforted Lu Fengming: "You let Ye Fan try, he has a very high level." ”

Before Lu Fengming could refute, the last silver needle prick of Ye Fan, who dropped the needle extremely quickly, had already pierced in.

At this moment, a miracle happened.

I saw that the child's face, which was originally as yellow as gold paper, quickly regained its blood color, and the pupils that had begun to diffuse began to focus light, and then emitted a shining light.

He even began to moan.

Mao Qian's little nurses had shocked expressions on their faces again, looking at Ye Fan's eyes full of admiration. Individual little nymphomaniacs, their eyes have become heart-shaped.

They thought for a moment and finally understood that Ye Fan's acupuncture had played a role, and his acupuncture had hung the child's last breath.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ma Chuizhang's mouth, and he said to Zhao Guodong: "Mayor Zhao, don't worry, this child is saved!"

Mayor Zhao was overjoyed, looked at Ye Fan with appreciation, and said in his heart This child is really my lucky star, I just cured my son's illness a few days ago, and at this time I saved another child.

Xie Qianyun's face, which had always been as cold as frost, also showed a little joy, and the heart that was originally hanging finally fell to the ground.

And Lu Fengming's face turned red.

He suddenly thought that Ye Fan's needle was not to treat burns, but to hang the child for a breath.

Ye Fan's approach is very much the essence of the "holistic concept" and "dialectical treatment" that traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to.

"Does it hurt, little guy?" Ye Fan asked the famous child with a smile while uncovering the bandaged gauze.

"Uncle, it hurts a little!" said the child.

"Hmm. All at once it's fine. You are stronger and braver than your uncle. Uncle was scalded by boiling water when he was a child, and he cried for several days!" Ye Fan said with a look of appreciation.

"Hmm. I want to be a brave child!" The little guy was praised by Ye Fan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the pain on his skin seemed to be much lighter.

And when Ye Fan comforted the child, he was not idle at all, and took the opportunity to gently tear off all the gauze.

Zhao Guodong and Ma Chuizhang glanced at each other, and they loved Ye Fan even more.

To be able to achieve humanistic care and alleviate the pain of patients in the process of treating diseases and saving people, we must have a benevolent heart. And Ye Fan is undoubtedly the kind of doctor with a benevolent heart.

Ye Fan uncovered the gauze and saw that the child had a large burn on his thigh, although the surface was scabbed, but yellow pus was flowing out.

Ye Fan took out a glass bottle and poured out some medicinal powder, which exuded a cool fragrance and a faint bitter taste.

The smell lifted everyone's spirits. Everyone instantly realized what kind of Chinese medicine powder this was.

"Old Ma, do you want him to be treated with the methods of traditional Chinese medicine? The effect of traditional Chinese medicine is very slow!" Lu Fengming said anxiously. I have never seen the use of Chinese medicine in first aid for burns.

In the treatment of burns, traditional Chinese medicine generally uses it when the injured person is basically healed, as a solid foundation in the later stage.

"Professor Lu, let Ye Fan try it. Ma Traizhang smiled indifferently.

Lu Fengming thought to himself, your mother's feet, old horse, let this Ye Fan treat, did you let me make soy sauce?

As if sensing Lu Fengming's dissatisfaction, Ma Chuizhang smiled: "Professor Lu, I understand your anxiety for the patient. I asked you to come, just to make you suppress!"

Lu Fengming was helpless, so he had to watch intently as Ye Fan sprinkled the powder evenly on the burn area. However, he was very disdainful in his heart, this Ye Fan, you just pretend to be a ghost, delay the best treatment time, the child has an accident, and it is too late for you to cry.

It was at this time that Zhao Guodong was also skeptical.

He thought to himself that Ye Fan could not cure the children in an instant, which meant that this crisis had not really been solved.

Zhao Guodong frowned, his elegant face was gloomy, and his heart was even more gloomy.

At this time, under the guidance of Secretary Zhao Guodong, a female reporter from the TV station walked in with the cameraman, obviously the fashionable and beautiful female reporter was very professional, and did not conduct any interviews, but signaled the cameraman to point the camera at Ye Fan and the injured.

These live footage is precious and hard to obtain. It can be used as the most powerful and vivid material.

Interviews with leaders, the wounded, and doctors can be supplemented after the fact.

In fact, Ye Fan also had doubts about this, and he also looked at the burned part of the injured person a little nervously.

The secret recipe of this "Silver Leaf Muscle Nourishing Powder" he saw on "Wanjin Fang".

It is necessary to use silver leaf grass, that is, thyme, with several flavors of Chinese medicine to grind into powder. It can treat and treat ulcers, red fever, swelling and pain, and rot, and use this to dissolve rot, fix pain, and build muscles.

Ye Fan thought to himself, in order to make this silver leaf muscle nourishing powder, that thyme plant now has only one leaf left, and it is likely to wither and die. If it doesn't work, it's a pity that the thyme plant.

At this moment, everyone's mood hung in their throats, nervously waiting for the child's reaction.

Everyone understands that it is a race against death, and they can even feel the black cloak of death standing behind them, holding a cold, sharp scythe, ready to harvest the lives of the children.

Outside the glass window of the ward, the families of the injured have tears on their faces, looking nervously at their children through the glass, praying for a miracle, like death row prisoners waiting to be pronounced.

Afraid that crying would affect the treatment in the ward, they clenched their mouths tightly, but their throats still gurgling.

Suddenly, Xie Qianyun exclaimed, "The wound has changed!"

Everyone hurriedly looked intently, only to see that the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the muscles were growing, and the dry and hard eschar was pushed open by the new muscles and rolled to the ground. Then, the burned area was replaced by a new pink muscle.

This process lasted for nearly ten minutes, and during the whole process, everyone's eyes were wide open, and their mouths were so big that they could almost fit N eggs.

Everyone seems to have been fixed by the acupoint technique in the martial arts novel, or by the immobilization technique in the fantasy novel, and they are motionless, and the whole person is petrified.

In the entire intensive care ward, there was silence and the needle drop could be heard.

They had seen the effect of the so-called special medicine, but how could that effect be compared to the medicinal powder of Ye Fan in front of them? It was simply the difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud.

It's amazing! It's not a miracle, it's a miracle!

Suddenly, Lu Fengming, the tenth ranked Biao Cun Zài in the East China Sea Divine Doctor's Spectrum, had a complicated feeling for Ye Fan in his heart-respecting him, fearing him, and jealous of him.

Respect him - whether it is Ye Fan's superb medical skills, or when he had a conflict with him just now, that kind of calmness and restraint, this ability and demeanor, he was impressed!

Fear him - Ye Fan's miraculous medical skills made him feel like a hero in the twilight.

Prior to this, in terms of medical skills, Lu Fengming had a feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold.

Not to mention the younger generation, even doctors of the same age as him, and even his predecessors, there are only a handful of people who can surpass him in medical skills.

However, looking at Ye Fan's medical skills today, he had a terrifying feeling. This person is extremely gifted, and he has a quiet temperament, if he persists, this person's medical attainments must far surpass his own.

Jealous of him - Ye Fan looks like he is only in his early twenties, but whether Ye Fan used acupuncture to hang the child in a breath before, or just used medicinal powder to make the child's burns heal instantly.

His level can be said to be incomparable to Lu Fengming in his twenties! How could he not be jealous?

Under the stunned and admiring gaze of everyone, Ye Fan applied the remaining medicinal powder to the other two children who burned Yan Zòng.

"Mom, I want to drink Coke!" The last child who was treated by Ye Fan woke up and let out a moan, indicating that his condition was rapidly improving.

Seeing this scene, although Zhao Guodong has been immersed in officialdom for decades, he has long cultivated a hard-hearted heart like water, and he is excellent in kung fu, he can't help but show joy at this moment, grabbed Ye Fan's hand, shook it vigorously, and said with a smile: "Ye Fan, it's good! You have made great contributions again! You are the pride of the people of the East China Sea!"

"It's not hard, Mayor Zhao. I just did what I was supposed to do, nothing. Ye Fan said humbly.

In fact, his heart is dripping blood, my thyme has been picked bare, and the aura will be greatly reduced in the future, what can I do with my cultivation?

It's so impulsive!

Standing behind Zhao Guodong, Ma Chuizhang looked at Ye Fan with admiration on his face, and said in his heart, alas, it is not in vain what I have taught him in the past few years, this kid has finally become a talent!

I feel a little proud of my ability to recognize people, apart from me, how many people can see that Ye Fan is a talented genius?

This time, it established Ye Fan's unshakable position in Renai Hospital.

Hmph! Hu Qingyun, you kid is still jumping and shouting at me for nepotism? This is called being virtuous and not avoiding relatives!

Xie Qianyun looked at Ye Fan's gaze and couldn't help but feel a little more grateful.

Ye Fan was going to be transferred to the Department of Incurable Diseases as the deputy chief physician, although there was no announcement, but she also received the news. It can also be said that when he goes to work next week, Ye Fan will not be a person from their dermatology. However, Ye Fan did her a great favor today. She had just studied the situation of the three children, and there was no hope of a cure. If it weren't for Ye Fan's efforts to turn the tide and cure these three children, Xie Qianyun and even the reputation of the burn department would have been affected by Yan Zhan.

Seeing that Ye Fan had made great achievements, his eyes were as calm as water, not shocked, without the slightest arrogance, which can be described as extraordinary. Lu Fengming's jealousy of Ye Fan was a little less, but there was a little more awe.

There is no other reason, when a person's level is similar to yours, you may still have the courage to be jealous, but when a person's comprehensive strength is far higher than yours, you don't even have the courage to be jealous.

He asked himself, if I could treat these children so well, would I be able to do what he did?

With this indifferent mentality alone, this kid was born to be a miracle doctor!