Chapter Ninety-Five: Soberness
For many doctors, ghost doctors only hear their names but do not see them, and it is an indisputable fact that his character is not his character first, and his medical skills are excellent. In the eyes of many people in the Chinese medicine industry, people like ghost doctors are masters in the Chinese medicine industry who are free from the shackles of the world.
His appearance made these doctors, who had already lost confidence, suddenly raise their hearts to their throats. There is only one thought in everyone's eyes, the ghost doctor is here, and it is time for this turmoil to end.
I saw the ghost doctor holding a slender silver needle and slowly piercing the patient's heart, which made the eyes of everyone at the scene widen. If it weren't for the strength of the ghost doctor, I'm afraid I would have driven this guy out a long time ago. There are not a few of these TCM experts who are good at acupuncture, and no one dares to apply acupuncture directly to the heart at this time.
Can this work, all of them have hope and despair in their hearts.
Especially Liu Lanting, he was almost trembling all over. The ghost doctor's needle pierced, as if it was piercing his body, he is now the head of the First Hospital of the Deep Sea, if this sudden disease is successfully solved, then he will gain reputation and performance, and the already hopeless position of the dean will regain the dawn. If the ghost doctor fails to succeed, then his vice president will not be able to serve for a few days, and he will not be able to settle down at these two extremes.
Just when everyone didn't dare to gasp, almost suffocated.
The ghost doctor's fingers moved rapidly, and as his fingers fluctuated, the silver needles kept spinning.
Qi Chuxia moved the old man's fingers a little strangely, and then looked at the shriveled face carefully, scratching her head, she always felt that the person in front of her looked familiar.
"The patient's heart is recovering in a beat." Just as everyone was staring at the movements in the hands of the ghost doctor, they didn't know who made an unbelievable ** sound in the middle.
How is it possible, everyone hurriedly looked at the instrument.
Only then did I see that the original straight line began to beat with the plucking of the ghost doctor's fingers. This wavy line of high and low made the expressions of these experts extremely strange, and they didn't know whether they were happy or stunned.
Patients whose heart has stopped beating for a few minutes, and with today's medical technology, there is absolutely no way to do it. Under the acupuncture of the ghost doctor, he came back to life.
The originally dull ward is now back to normal. The expressions of these experts were a little more relaxed, and the ghost doctor's hand acupuncture was unpredictable, and it was really the same as the legend, and many people couldn't help but be impressed in their hearts.
Mu Guohua carefully watched the movements in the hands of the ghost doctor, this was the second time he had observed the ghost doctor's predecessors saving people at close range. This stitch technique was really exactly the same as Senior Brother Ling's, and when he thought that Ling Yun had performed a complete nine-needle technique at that time, he was a little worried in his heart, this would not be a big deal.
Soon, something that made everyone even more amazed happened, the patient who had been passing out all the time actually coughed, and then slowly opened his eyes. "What's wrong with me?"
"The man is awake."
"I woke up, I see who would dare to say that Chinese medicine is witchcraft in the future."
"The ghost doctor really lives up to his reputation, and he speaks like a normal person." Unquenchable voices rang out around them, and for more than ten hours, these doctors were almost crazy.
The ghost doctor stopped what he was doing, motioned for the patient not to speak, and then took the patient's wrist and carefully checked the pulse.
Judging from the instrument, the beating rate of the patient's heart has returned to normal. Could it be that the patient's condition was almost better, and everyone saw the electrocardiogram beating strongly, and looked at the ghost doctor with hope.
The problem that made them tangled up was finally solved, and this time it was worth participating in the expert group, and the applause at the next press conference seemed to have sounded in their ears.
Liu Lanting's face was full of surprise, and he walked quickly to the ghost doctor's senior, wanting to wait for the ghost doctor to finish taking the pulse and ask him to help save other patients with the method just now.
The ghost doctor's face, whose expression remained unchanged, actually frowned.
Seeing the change in the ghost doctor's expression, Mu Guohua suddenly screamed in his heart, to be able to make the ghost doctor change like this, he is really helpless against this disease!
The ghost doctor's brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of doubts, and then he muttered, "It's interesting, it's really interesting, it's actually a poison, and it's not exactly like looking at the pulse." ”
"Senior, is he already well?" Liu Lanting saw that the ghost doctor opened his eyes and hurriedly asked.
The ghost doctor squinted at Liu Lanting, "This is in the ward, please pay attention to your words and deeds, and don't make loud noises." With that, he turned around and walked out.
Liu Lanting's face stiffened, seeing that everyone ignored him, and all followed the ghost doctor out of the emergency room, Liu Lanting instructed a few nurses next to him, "You take care of the patient, if there is any situation, notify me immediately." After saying that, he quickly followed.
"Senior ghost doctor, your medical skills are really high, just a few injections, you can cure the patient."
"Senior, I have only heard of your name before, and it is better to meet you when I see it today."
A compliment, so that the stiff-faced ghost doctor was a little embarrassed for the first time, he waved his hand, so that everyone stopped, and was about to speak.
Liu Lanting had already pushed aside the crowd and walked over, "Ghost doctor senior, this is an extraordinary time, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, since you can treat this disease, I hope you can help us solve the pain of other patients." ”
Although the ghost doctor's shriveled face did not have the slightest expression, his temperament was originally freewheeling. Extremely tired of others restraining him with great truths, although Liu Lanting's words were reasonable, they undoubtedly made the ghost doctor very unhappy, he was just not interested, "This is a matter of your Deep Sea First Hospital, it has nothing to do with me, please don't include me." ”
"Senior, although what Vice President Liu said is not good. But we really can't do anything about this disease, we can only hope that you can help. Mu Guohua saw that Liu Lanting was still going to speak, so he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his hands, and at the same time couldn't help shouting in his heart, the guy who has more than enough to succeed.
The ghost doctor looked at Mu Guohua, and then sighed and said, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to help, I also have some doubts about the patient's condition, how can you let me treat it." ”
"Senior, if you don't want to help, just say that the patient just now has come to his senses." Liu Lanting said with a displeased face.
The ghost doctor glanced at Liu Lanting with a mocking look, "The needle I took with my own hands, do you know or I know." ”
"As a doctor, don't you feel ashamed to abandon the life and death of patients?" Liu Lanting obviously didn't believe what the ghost doctor said.
The people around him also had the same thoughts as Liu Lanting in their hearts, and couldn't help but support, "Senior......." ”
Before the words could be spoken, he was interrupted by the ghost doctor, "The few injections I took just now are called soul rejuvenation injections, which are actually squeezing the patient's lifespan. Originally, the patient was almost close to death, and there was not much to squeeze, but now he could last for half an hour at most in this situation, and if he couldn't think of a way to come to the immortals during this time, he would have no way to recover. The ghost doctor sneered at his face, "How do you want me to save me, is it possible that everyone will give them a needle, I'm afraid they will be sober, but they won't be alive for an hour." ”