Chapter 241: This is not scientific

"Acupuncture?"

Ding Youchun, who thought that Mo Feng had some good way, saw that Mo Feng was actually planning to use acupuncture to save Xie Qin, and a look of disapproval suddenly flashed in his eyes, and in his heart, he was ready to announce Xie Qin's death.

As an absolute supporter of Western medicine, Ding Youchun has always believed that traditional Chinese medicine, like metaphysics, has no other use than to deceive people.

Ding Youchun and Ye Tiansheng have known each other for many years, and disputes and debates have always been the subject of communication between the two, and the two can become friends because they are impressed by each other's personalities, and have nothing to do with medical skills.

Ten years ago, after Mo Zhiyuan's arrival, the miraculous medical skills he showed made Ding Youchun's attitude towards Chinese medicine change, but it was only a change, but the prejudice against Chinese medicine was still deep-rooted in his bones.

The reason why Ding Youchun asked Mo Feng to come this time was because he really had no choice, but when he really faced acupuncture, the contempt for Chinese medicine in his bones was irresistible.

Mo Feng, who was bent on saving people, knew what Ding Youchun was thinking, condensed his mind, and slowly pulled out a trace of the remaining spiritual power as he had treated Lin Qiang before, entered the needle body through his fingers, and under the urging of his divine sense, carefully and slowly extended inward along the crack of Xie Qin's left forehead bone.

The brain is not as good as other parts, and a slight mistake will lead to a big mistake, so Mo Feng's speed of urging the spiritual power is also quite slow.

"Whew!"

When Mo Feng "saw" the wisp of wood spiritual power effortlessly passing through Xie Qin's skull, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

The most important moment is finally here, and success or failure is here.

Mo Feng took a deep breath, and while recalling the intracranial blood vessel direction map like electricity in his brain, he carefully directed the Qing Spirit Power to dissolve the blood that was pressing on the brain tissue.

The silence in the entire emergency room could be heard, and all the people didn't dare to come out, staring fixedly at Mo Feng who was administering the needle. The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

At this time, Mo Feng's mind was all focused on the control of the Qing Ling power, beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and his right hand pinched the handle of the needle and slowly rotated, inducing the Qing Ling Power to remove the blood in Xie Qin's skull in an orderly manner.

After another minute or so, after the spilled stasis was finished, the ruptured blood vessel finally appeared in Mo Feng's "field of vision".

It's an extremely tiny blood vessel. Hidden in the superior frontal groove of the left prefrontal lobe, it is not easy to find without looking closely.

Seeing that the ruptured blood vessels were still oozing blood, Mo Feng first used a part of the clear spirit power to slowly wrap around the ruptured place to stop the blood flow, and then used the remaining clear spirit power to turn into a very fine silver wire wrapped around the ruptured part of the blood vessel.

Although it took less than three minutes from the beginning of cleaning up the blood stains on the brain tissue to the completion of the bleeding treatment, in Mo Feng's consciousness, it was equivalent to a year.

Although three minutes was short, it was twice the longest time that Mo Feng had controlled his divine sense, if he hadn't known that if he had given up, he would have given up a human life, I am afraid that Mo Feng would have fainted due to physical exhaustion.

Even if Mo Feng has great perseverance. But if it weren't for the valuable experience he had accumulated when he treated Meng before, Mo Feng would have been much more proficient in the control of spiritual power, otherwise, Mo Feng might not have been able to support it to the end.

It's finally done.

"Looking at" the ruptured blood vessel in Xie Qin's head that had stopped bleeding, Mo Feng knew that Xie Qin would be fine for at least six hours.

After Mo Feng withdrew his divine sense from Xie Qin's skull, he forcibly withstood his great exhaustion and took out the four silver needles, and said to the onlookers in a slightly hoarse voice, "Observe for a while. If nothing else, Aunt Xie Qin should be able to wake up after a while. ”

As soon as the words fell. Mo Feng, who had just relaxed, suddenly felt a tingling pain like a pinprick coming from all over his body, and his head hurt as if it was about to crack, his body went limp, and he sat on the chair that Catherine had moved.

"Xie Qin will wake up in a while? How is this possible? Looking at Mo Feng, who was pale, and then at Xie Qin, who was still not moving, Ding Youchun looked disbelieving.

"Intracerebral hemorrhage does not require a craniotomy to treat the wound. It's not scientific to save people with just a few needles! ”

"yes, it's definitely bragging."

"How is that possible?"

"Dean, look, Xie Qin's brain waves are stable!"

Just as everyone was talking with disapproving looks, the nurse in charge of the monitor suddenly screamed.

"What the hell is going on?"

Staring at the brainwave candlestick chart on the monitor screen that gradually stabilizes. Ding Youchun wiped his eyes twice in a row, still not believing what he saw in front of him.

With only a few needles, Xie Qin was saved from life, and Mo Feng's hand greatly subverted the cognition of Ding Youchun and other doctors, which is not in line with science!

"Ah, my mom woke up!"

Before everyone's eyes could be taken off the monitor screen, Zhou Qian's exclamation sounded here.

"Where am I?" Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Xie Qin slowly opened his eyes and asked in a weak voice.

"Mom, you're awake, you're scared to death!" Zhou Qian clenched Xie Qin's hand and cried with joy.

"Xie Qin, how are you feeling now?" Ding Youchun was the first to calm down, leaned down and asked Xie Qin, who had just woken up.

"I feel a headache, I'm still a little dizzy, I don't have the strength in my body Dean Ding Youchun, thank you for saving me" Xie Qin said to Ding Youchun weakly.

"Xie Qin, you thanked the wrong person, the person who saved you was Mo Feng." Hearing Xie Qin say this, a touch of shame suddenly appeared on Ding Youchun's face.

Seeing that Xie Qin woke up, Mo Feng, who had recovered a little, hurriedly got up from the chair and walked quickly to Xie Qin's side.

"Aunt Xie Qin, please rest assured, you just need to stay in the hospital for a few days to recuperate, and you'll be fine!" Mo Feng grabbed Xie Qin's other hand and said softly.

"Okay, okay, Auntie thank you." Xie Qin grabbed Mo Feng's hand tightly and choked up.

"Acupuncture is so magical! Was what I had insisted on wrong before? ”

In the emergency room, looking at Mo Feng's fading back through the window, Ding Youchun, who had a solemn face, was talking to himself alone, and his originally bright eyes were full of confusion at this time.

"Mo Feng, you are so cool, you can save people's lives with just a few needles, can you teach me, it's really cool!"

Along the way, Wu Xin stared at Mo Feng with little stars in his eyes, staring at Mo Feng with extremely admiring eyes, and kept repeating the words "so cool" in his mouth.

"No problem, the premise of learning this kind of kung fu is that you can't eat for a day!" Mo Feng deliberately teased Wu Xin and said.

If Mo Feng still remembers some of Wu Xin's characteristics after ten years, it is that he can eat, especially eat, and he is the kind that eats dry and does not get fat.

"Forget it, you know, not eating for a day will kill me, it seems that I am really not suitable to learn this kind of magical kung fu!" As Mo Feng expected, when Wu Xin heard that the price was that he couldn't eat for a day, he gave up with a bitter face.

Even if you eat one less meal a day, it is a great torture for a foodie like Wu Xin, not to mention not eating three meals, it is better to kill him. (To be continued.) )