83_83828 "Thank you, thank you Meng Yi ......" Long Xiaoqi cried with joy.

Ma Xiaomei immediately ran into the operating room and went in to observe the situation. When she came inside, she saw that the numbers displayed on the various testing instruments had stabilized and normalized, and the heart that had been hanging for a long time finally slowly let go.

"Really, what Xiaoqi said is true, although Meng Yiren is young, his medical skills are really very smart." Ma Xiaomei sighed in her heart and exhaled a long breath. It wasn't until this moment that she completely believed in Meng Yi's medical skills.

At that time, there were also a group of doctors gathered around Long Yanting, observing all kinds of situations. They all let out a sigh of amazement, especially the chief surgeon, who shook his head violently and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, we have obviously tested this person before and only has his last breath left, how can it be that he has come back from the dead?" ”

These people are all surgical experts, and they have indeed confirmed that Long Yanting is not saved before. But after Meng Yi gave Long Yanting an injection, Long Yanting, who was obviously going to die, came back to life so magically.

"You don't have to be so surprised, this is actually the difference between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and sometimes, Chinese medicine can turn decay into magic. Therefore, in the past, I often warned you not to rest on your laurels, and to integrate Chinese and Western practitioners in order to improve your abilities. Today's medicine, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, is still flawed, and only by integrating the two can we learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, so that we can also contribute to mankind. The old dean said meaningfully.

When all the doctors heard the dean's words, they were all ashamed and nodded.

The chief surgeon said, "Dean, you just said that the black dirty blood flowing from the patient's body is poisonous?" ”

"Well, that's right, didn't you see that when the young man pulled out the silver needle, the lower part of the silver needle turned black?" Dean said.

"Hmph, this poison, maybe the young man made it himself, it's hard to say." The chief surgeon said a little unconvinced.

The dean shook his head and denied: "Don't think about it, this is impossible, judging from the situation of this Mr. Long, this poison should have been with him for many, many years, and that young man is only ten * years old, so it is impossible for him to do such a thing." Besides, this poison is also magical, Mr. Long also came to our hospital for examination before, and there was no abnormality at that time, which shows that this poison is deeply rooted in his body, and it is no wonder that when we examined his heart, all the numbers showed normal, but his condition has been committed, and it turns out that the culprit is this poison. That young man's stitching is amazing. ”

After the dean said a few words, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked out of the operating room, and when he came to the corridor outside, he found that Meng Yi had disappeared. immediately asked Long Xiaoqi: "This little girl, where was the young man just now?" ”

He ...... Let's go. Long Xiaoqi replied loudly.

The dean's expression changed, and he immediately chased after him, he hurriedly chased downstairs, and only when he was about to leave the hospital did he catch up with Meng Yi.

"Young man, wait."

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Yi stopped, looked at the old dean who had caught up, gasped, and asked him with a smile.

The dean gasped and said with a smile: "Young man, what do you call it?" ”

"My name is Meng Yi, Mengzi's Meng, and the Qi of Mengzi." Meng Yi replied.

"Meng Yi Meng Yi ......" The dean muttered a few times, and suddenly bowed his head and said: "Good name, the Fox Divine Beast likes to climb high and look far away, likes to be quiet and does not like to move, and has excellent endurance, you take this as a name, you can see that your family has high expectations for you." ”

Meng Yi was a little surprised, this was the first time he had heard someone say that his name was a good name, and most people would ask when they heard his name, why did he have such a name? In particular, many people still don't know the character 猊.

This old dean, who can casually express his ruthless nature, seems to be a learned man.

"You must have come from a medical family, right?" The old dean asked with a smile.

"No, my family does know a little bit about medicine, but it's far from a medical family." Meng Yi said truthfully.

The old dean smiled, thinking that Meng Yi was modest, but he had seen Meng Yi use eighty-one silver needles to pull a dying patient back from the ghost gate, how could he not be a descendant of a medical family if he could understand such a superb silver needle technique? The descendants of ordinary families will not have such a medical background.

"Before, I saw your stitching, although your technique is rusty, but the stitching is very wonderful. If your acupuncture method can be widely spread, it will surely save more people from suffering and give them a new lease of life. Excuse me, Meng Xiaoyou, are you interested in coming to work in my hospital? The dean threw out an olive branch and wanted to recruit Meng Yi as a talent.

This is the city's first people's hospital, the environment is good, the salary is lucrative, many famous medical school graduates want to come here for internship work, and the trust relationship may not be able to enter.

Now, the old dean personally sent an invitation to Meng Yi and invited him to work in the hospital as an acupuncturist.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a student, so I'm not interested in it." Meng Yi politely refused. He doesn't like the constraints of work, and besides, he doesn't lack money, so he doesn't have to work.

But the dean was tireless, and he really wanted to learn Meng Yi's set of needles. He already knew something about acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine, and after seeing Meng Yi's eighty-one acupuncture methods today, he couldn't help but want to learn this set of acupuncture methods. Hearing that Meng Yi rejected his invitation, he immediately said, "Then, can you teach us the set of acupuncture techniques you performed before?" Or we pay for it, it's okay. ”

Meng Yi laughed, and now he fully understood the true purpose of the dean, "It turns out that the dean wants my set of acupuncture, but unfortunately, I can only say sorry, when I learned this set of acupuncture, the acupuncture score said, 'If you read it alone, you will prosper; Two people read it, and they will not be descended', this is a curse, and I cannot teach it to you, let alone sell it to you. ”

"Hehe, Meng Xiaoyou, you are joking, now that this is the age of science, how can you believe such a nonsensical thing as cursing? In this way, you set of stitches, I will pay 500,000 yuan to buy it, how about it? The dean raised five fingers and said temptingly.

In his opinion, giving such a sky-high price of 500,000 yuan is enough to deter a young man like Meng Yi.

500,000 is a sky-high price for an ordinary family, which can make an ordinary family change dramatically.

He believed that Meng Yi should be moved when he heard this price. And if he can get this set of stitches, the value of zào in the future will be more than 500,000? At least 50 million, 500 million, 5 billion, 50 billion, it is difficult to say.

It's a pity, he underestimated Meng Yi, how could Meng Yi be a person who could be shocked by 500,000?

Not to mention that he is not short of money at the moment, even if he is short of money, he will not sell the peerless treasure "Green Capsule Acupuncture Method" to this old dean for 500,000 yuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money." Meng Yi dropped a word, didn't want to say more, and walked away.

"Alas, Meng Xiaoyou, you wait, the price can be negotiated again, 500,000 is not sold, what about 1 million? Well, two million is good, okay? The old dean couldn't keep Meng Yi, he felt sorry in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said, "Five million!" How about five million? ”

However, as if he hadn't heard it, Meng Yi gradually drifted away until his back blurred and disappeared at the end of the road