Ye Xin's eyes were cold, and he shot at the man fiercely, and his voice was like nine cold: "Try it?" ”

The simple but threatening three words made the man's fist impossible to smash anymore.

But everyone who was swept by Ye Xin's sharp eyes subconsciously bowed their heads.

The momentum of this person's body is so powerful, his eyes are so sharp, and his anger is so heavy.

Specialists and doctors did not dare to move again.

Ye Xin looked at the head of the Yang family at this time: "I promised Yang Jiubao to save his legs, what do you say?" ”

The head of the Yang family was already shocked by Ye Xin's aura, and when he heard his words, he was stunned for a moment: "What if it is not cured?" ”

Ye Xin laughed, his eyes swept to the experts, and sneered: "Do you know why they said that they can't cure my son's leg?" Because they don't dare to guarantee it, it will be much easier to simply sawn it off than to be questioned and threatened here. ”

The head of the Yang family was stunned and looked at the experts in disbelief.

Experts recognized Ye Xin's words in their hearts, but they didn't dare to agree at this time, and shook their heads one after another, saying that this was not the case.

At this time, Bai Shishi cried and shouted: "Dad, just believe him, Jiubao is so proud, if he has no legs, what will he do?" ”

His proud son......

"Okay." The head of the Yang family said this word and made a gesture of invitation to Ye Xin.

Ye Xin went straight into the operating room, and the breath in Bai Shishi's heart suddenly loosened, and the whole person slipped and fell to the ground and fainted.

There was another rush outside the operating room, and he began to rescue the stubborn Bai Shishi.

Entering the operating room, Ye Xin, who had changed into a medical uniform, took out silver needles, row by row, and pierced them on Yang Jiubao's thighs, knees, calves, and even insteps.

Hundreds of needles, looking at people dense phobia are all committed.

But it is precisely because of this that people's lives can be saved.

The doctors and nurses who rescued him, when they saw Ye Xin coming in, were disdainful of the needles like this.

"Needles? In this society, who still uses Chinese medicine and acupuncture? I'm afraid he wants to take the Yang family's bounty, and he wants to go crazy, right? ”

"Hey, some people, they think they can diagnose the pulse, they know one or two hands, they think they are amazing, and then they take the needle and insert it indiscriminately, but in fact, it is useless."

"Wait and see, even the experts say that the legs that are not saved, he can be pierced with a few stitches like this? I don't believe it either. ”

Ye Xin looked back faintly, and the doctor and nurse shrank aside in fright.

It's not that I'm afraid of Ye Xin, but I'm afraid of Ye Xin, throwing the responsibility on them, naturally how far away they can hide.

Ye Xin's cold eyes swept over several people, and his voice was mixed with winter snow: "If you can't, it doesn't mean that others won't." Traditional Chinese medicine has existed for thousands of years, and it is the essence left by our ancestors, but we are here, saying those insulting words to our ancestors, and this is how our parents taught them? ”

Several people were red-faced, and the nurse didn't understand these things and had no right to speak.

But as a doctor, he has the right to speak: "We work hard to study medicine in order to cure diseases and ask for help, not to do sensational things with the words of our ancestors like this." The patient's legs, medically speaking, are comminuted fractures, and there is no way to let the bones heal and reconnect. ”

"Even if the patient's legs can be reinserted into the prosthesis and let him stand up, we will not say that we are going to have his legs sawed. The patient's knee has been partially necrotic in the muscles and blood vessels, and there is no way to resurrect it, so how can it be treated? ”

"If we don't saw the legs, the patient's necrotic flesh will spread, it will make the patient's heart unable to bear the load, and there is a danger to life, we do this for the sake of the patient's life."

"So, please don't look at us with eyes and tones that ridicule us doctors who treat and save people, race against time, and save patients. Not even half an insult. ”

Ye Xin stuffed a pill into Yang Jiubao's mouth, and raised his eyes to look at the doctor: "I didn't insult you, I just told him that his legs can be saved." ”

"Furthermore, I also tell you, don't look down on the things handed down by your ancestors, if you learn it, the patient will be in front of you, and you can see at a glance what kind of illness the other party has."

"For example, although only one pair of eyes are exposed, but the eyes are yellow and bloodshot, I sincerely mind staying up less late, smoking less, and resting well."

The doctor's eyes were full of surprise, but he was not convinced, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

The nurses looked at the doctor, and the doctor began: "How can a doctor not stay up late." It's just that this is very unsubstantial.

Ye Xin looked at Yang Jiubao's eyes, checked his mouth again, took his pulse, reached out to the tray, and went to get the utensils, the doctor was shocked: "Don't move." ”

"Come over and help." Ye Xin didn't raise his head and said to the doctor.

The doctor hesitated for a second, and in line with the principle of medical care and saving people, he stepped forward and gave Ye Xin a hand.

Watching Ye Xin move step by step, the disdain in the doctor's eyes slowly turned into worship.

"Wipe the sweat!" Ye Xin spoke up.

The nurse next to her subconsciously wiped Ye Xin's sweat.

The doctor, who had been holding back for a long time, said softly: "Didn't you just say that you can cure him with Chinese medicine?" Why do you have to operate on him again? What is the use of the needle that was pricked earlier? Moreover, the method used now is Western medicine. ”

"Previously, the needle was pricked with traditional Chinese medicine, which locked the patient's essence and energy, so that his tendons and blood vessels would not be lost, so that the blood would flow smoothly, and his legs would be as if a person could breathe, so that he would not be infected and necrotic. Then he was surgically surgically used to pick up his broken bones, and his leg was saved......"

Ye Xin explained while picking up the bones, and the doctor next to him was shocked in his heart, he never knew that broken bones could be spliced together like desperately.

A few hours later, Ye Xin picked up the broken bones one by one, and did not use a screw or steel plate to connect the patient's legs.

Ye Xin stretched out his fingers and pressed the root of the patient's thigh, and the skin slowly bounced up.

Then press the rest of the patient's ground, look at the skin, and slowly bounce up.

Finally came to the instep, the black foot, like necrotic skin, but Ye Xin still pressed it.

This time, the skin didn't bounce up as slowly as before.

The doctor snorted lightly, for fear that his louder breathing would startle Ye Xin.

Ye Xin was not in a hurry, and added a few stitches to the instep.

Press it again, and the press on the footsteps will bounce up slowly, even if it is very slow, it is indeed really bounced.

Seeing this, the doctor exhaled lightly.

At this time, he realized that the man in front of him had really saved the patient's legs, but ......

The doctor said quietly: "Whether it can be saved depends on whether his legs can be moved?" ”

Ye Xin looked back at him, and the latter instantly stood up straight, having difficulty breathing.

Did he just say something wrong?