Lin Muye, President of the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Vice President of the University of Medicine, and Vice Director of the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

To put it bluntly, if the forest industry says a word, the entire medical community will tremble.

So now he is publicly expressing his support for Zhang Xiaoqiang, and all the doctors present are both stunned and surprised, especially Director Huang's facial expression is very rich at the moment, and he sees his throat constantly agitating, but he just can't make a sound.

In the end, it was Xu Deli who acted as a peacemaker in an official tone: "Uh, hehe, of course Dean Lin is qualified to vouch for the junior, but his identity is ......."

"Call the patient's family, and if they agree, it's fine." It can be seen that the forestry industry is a vigorous and resolute person, and the things that are recognized are absolutely carried out to the end.

This is very much in line with what a doctor should have, otherwise when others say a word about the disease, you will be shaken, and then how to give the patient a medical order in the end.

Seeing the resolute attitude of the forestry industry, Xu Deli was also angry.

After all, this is his territory, and now being so restrained by others really embarrassed him.

Xu Deli even doubted for a while whether Zhang Xiaoqiang was privately sent by the forest industry to make trouble.

However, it is unlikely that if you think about it carefully, you must know that with the status and level of the forest industry in the medical field, there is no need to teach anyone a lesson, and there is no need to be so troublesome.

That being the case...... Focusing on sweeping Zhang Xiaoqiang again, the corners of Xu Deli's lips floated with an imperceptible arc: Hmph! You are so supportive of this kid, and when he turns around, he will make trouble, I see how you, a leader in the medical field, will mix in the industry in the future.

Thinking about this, Xu Deli opened his mouth and ordered: "Director Huang, you should have a phone number of the patient's family, and contact his granddaughter according to Dean Lin's wishes." ”

"But ......"

"Let's fight."

Quietly gave Director Huang a look, and Director Huang, who also belonged to the same hill, immediately understood, took out his mobile phone immediately, and soon connected Su Lengche's call.

"Hey, Miss Su? I'm ......."

Director Huang repeatedly emphasized that such a practice would bring danger, as well as the advice of the hospital to avoid responsibility, then turned around and handed the mobile phone in his hand to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Answer the phone, she is looking for you." ”

After taking the phone, Zhang Xiaoqiang said "hey" uncertainly.

Then I listened to the female voice on the other end of the phone whispered: "Xiaoqiang, I can't go back for the time being because of some things in the field, grandpa's business...... Please. ”

"Uh...... You heard what Director Huang said just now, so you won't be afraid ......."

"Don't be afraid! What others say is someone else's business, I only believe what I see, I believe in you Xiaoqiang, I believe in your medical skills, and I also believe in your character, so grandpa will ask you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's blood in his body surged, and he seemed to feel that the small universe was exploding.

This is the first time that someone has trusted and praised him so much, and at this moment he feels that he is the immortal little strong saint Seiya who is beaten to death every time he encounters a strong enemy, and then resurrected with full blood at the call of Athena.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened the microphone and said solemnly: "Don't worry!" I'll cure your grandfather! ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the mobile phone to Director Huang, and then handed out the stream of consciousness: "Old man, twelve needles of the holy hand!" ”

"Roger!"

After half a second, a familiar feeling came to his body again, and then he heard Lin Muye ask: "Young man, can you start?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded: "It's okay." ”

"Good! Director Huang, please go to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of your hospital to get the tools for acupuncture. ”

"Don't bother, I've got it here!" As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his hand, and twelve small silver needles appeared on his fingertips.

Seeing this scene, all the doctors present were staring at each other, but it was thanks to Zhang Xiaoqiang that he didn't say "The following is the moment to witness the miracle", otherwise it would be the same as "close-up magic".

"Humph! Play for the gallery! Director Huang snorted contemptuously.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't pay attention, his eyes were completely fixed on Su Bingkun, just like the last time he treated the little VIP, at this time, the surface of Su Bingkun's body was also brilliant, and the twelve bright spots that penetrated the veins were clearly visible to guide Zhang Xiaoqiang to the location of the needle.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a silver needle from his fingertips, adjusted it with a piggyback, and decisively pierced it.

Pumping, plucking, lifting, twisting, as the first silver needle fell, he fell one after the other, without any pause.

In the eyes of others, it is pleasing to the eye and breathtaking.

"This guy is very confident in his stitchwork!"

"Well, his self-confidence comes from his control of acupuncture points, I really didn't expect to have such attainments at a young age, and the future is terrifying!"

The doctors of the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine who were present whispered to themselves.

"But...... It seems like he's seen the first time he's done this line? Who of you has seen it? ”

"Hey, according to what you say, that's true."

"Hmph, I think she's just nonsense." It was a young female doctor who spoke, although she was not old, but judging by the reaction of everyone to his words, she seemed to be an authority.

Lin Muye stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang intently, the word "Sichuan" on the old forehead became clearer and clearer, and the titan in the field of traditional Chinese medicine has not made a comment so far, but just looked at the young man with a solemn expression.

Xu Deli saw these details in his eyes, and at this time he secretly sneered in his heart: Hmph, forest industry, forest industry, forest industry, move stones to shoot yourself in the foot, I see how you will end later.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang had already completed eleven stitches in succession, his dark cheeks were covered with sweat, and it could be seen that he was very tired, and his right hand was already faintly trembling.

And the last shot, hold on! There was the encouragement of Dr. Hua in his head.

If you lose here, it will not only lose Su Bingkun's life, but also the face of traditional Chinese medicine, as well as ...... Su Lengche's trust!

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xiaoqiang adjusted his breathing, and then without the slightest hesitation, he lifted the needle and planted it steadily.

It's finally done!

Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved, and as soon as he turned around, he heard the old voice behind him: "This ...... This is the Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand! ”

Lin Muye stared at the twelve silver needles erected on Su Bingkun's body, and his straight body trembled slightly, looking quite excited.

"Twelve stitches of the Holy Hand!? Lao Lin, are you talking about the "Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand" of the divine doctor Hua Tuo? The crowd, an old Chinese medicine doctor who was older than the forest wood industry, was stunned.

"Impossible, master, the Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand have been lost for many years, how can this person learn them at such a young age?" The young female doctor questioned on the spot.

Lin Muye didn't answer, but turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Young man, dare to ask if the acupuncture method you just made is the "Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand" of the old Chinese divine doctor?" ”

Before the words of "I ......" fell, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were black, and he fell straight down.