Chapter 3: The Nineteen Needles of the Xuanmen

"Yang Luo, Elder Wu's identity is extraordinary, how sure are you?" Lin Jianzhong asked.

"Eighty percent. Yang Luo said affirmatively.

The medical experts here gasped! This breath is too big, isn't it? Eighty percent sure.

You must know that Wu Lao's current situation, even if he is sent to Kyoto, it is a suspense. Yang Luo claimed that he was eighty percent sure, so how could everyone not be surprised?

"Is this true?" Lin Jianzhong asked.

"Really. Yang Luo nodded.

"Okay, arrange the operation for Wu Lao again, and Yang Luo will be responsible for this operation. Doctor Han, you are responsible for cooperating with Yang Luo. Lin Jianzhong announced, held Yang Luo's hand tightly, and said: "Now the fate of our entire hospital is in your hands, it's all up to you." ”

"Wait. ”

An angry voice came.

I saw a man in his early fifties angrily walking into the conference room. His name is Huang Delai, and he is the vice president of the First Hospital.

"Vice Dean Huang, what's your problem?" Lin Jianzhong looked at Huang Delai with an angry face and asked out loud.

"Dean Lin, have you made any mistake? I actually asked an intern doctor to operate on Wu Lao, he is an intern doctor, where does he have this qualification? I firmly oppose it. Huang Delai was very dissatisfied.

"Vice President Huang, now there is no way for the people in the entire hospital, we can only rely on Yang Luo. I've already tested Yang Luo's ability, so I can let him give it a try. Lin Jianzhong explained.

"I don't care, I'm just against it. He is an intern doctor, why did he perform this operation? If something happened to Wu Lao, wouldn't we ask the people of our entire hospital to bear the blame for him, the intern doctor? Unless Dean Lin, you dare to write a letter of guarantee stating that this matter is the responsibility of you and this intern, and even if the operation fails, it has nothing to do with everyone. "Huang Delai is aggressive.

"Hehe!" Lin Jianzhong was angry. This Huang Delai has coveted his position as the dean for a long time. Now he jumped out to oppose Yang Luo's operation and forced himself to write a letter of guarantee, for what? Isn't he just trying to kill himself?

Lin Jianzhong has no way out now. No matter whether Yang Luo makes a move or not, he has to resist this responsibility, and he can't be afraid to sign a guarantee.

"Vice Dean Huang, since you want me to sign a letter of guarantee, then I will fulfill you. I promise that this operation is my sole responsibility, and I will take care of it if something happens, are you satisfied?"

"So much for the best. Huang Delai smiled at this moment. Lin Jianzhong is willing to take responsibility, and it couldn't be better. Once this intern fails, Lin Jianzhong will definitely roll up and leave. Lin Jianzhong resisted the responsibility, and he, the vice president, would not be affected, but could be promoted to the real dean.

Huang Delai has coveted the position of dean for a long time, and today he finally made him wait for this opportunity.

Speaking of which, Huang Delai also found it ridiculous. He seriously suspected that Lin Jianzhong's head was convulsive, and he actually asked an intern doctor to operate on Wu Lao, didn't he die? An intern doctor may not even be able to hold a scalpel, he knows how to operate a fart!

"Intern Dr. Yang, please! With Dean Lin as your guarantor, you can rest assured that you can boldly perform this operation. Huang Delai made a gesture of invitation to Yang Luo, and his tone of voice was mixed with disdain.

Yang Luo saw that Huang Delai forced Lin Jianzhong to sign a guarantee at this time, and his first impression of Huang Delai was extremely bad, so he ignored him.

In Yang Luo's eyes, Huang Delai is taking advantage of the fire to rob.

Seeing that Yang Luo didn't even pay attention to himself, Huang Delai secretly cursed in his heart! An intern doctor dared to pretend to be forced in front of him, he really thought you were very capable? When your operation failed, you and Lin Jianzhong would be finished.

Putting on surgical gowns, sterile gloves, masks, etc., Yang Luo, Han Yaner and many medical experts entered the operating room.

"Sister Han, I really didn't expect it! I was working under you a few days ago, and today it will be your turn to be my assistant. Yang Luo couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, I'm going to be your assistant, you have to work harder, don't live up to Dean Lin's expectations of you. Han Yan'er also said.

"Dean Lin is a good dean, he trusts me, and I will do my best. Yang Luo said.

"What do I need to help you do?" Han Yan'er suddenly remembered something very important.

"Just help me take off the hospital gown on Mr. Wu's upper body, and I'll take care of the rest. Yang Luo said again.

Han Yan'er was stunned, what kind of surgery is this? I have never heard of such an operation.

Han Yan'er was puzzled, but she still did what Yang Luo said. walked to the operating table and helped the pale-faced Wu Lao take off his upper body hospital gown.

Yang Luo also came over to help Han Yan'er, and he saw Wu Lao's true face. Wu Lao's face was terrifyingly pale, like a blank piece of paper. An old general with great achievements in war is hanging by a thread at this time, and he really shouldn't be.

Yang Luo vowed to use his medical skills to pull Wu Lao back from the Ghost Gate.

Yang Luo took out a bag of needle bags, spread out the needle bags, and the silver needles with special patterns tattooed on the ends of the needles were exposed in front of everyone.

This is a set of silver needles given to him by his master Sanqing Daoist before Yang Luo went down the mountain, called Yinluo Needle.

"You want to give Wu Lao acupuncture?" Han Yan'er was taken aback!

Ordinary methods can no longer save Wu Lao's life, so I can only use acupuncture to stabilize Wu Lao's condition. Yang Luo explained to Han Yan'er while disinfecting the silver needle with disinfectant alcohol.

Before Han Yan'er came back to her senses, Yang Luo had already started to move the needle.

Yang Luo's silver spirit needle quickly pierced the various important acupuncture points on Wu Lao's body.

There are deep and shallow, picking or pricking, stabbing out 19 needles in a row, whether it is the grasp of strength or the speed of the needle, it is perfect and impeccable, just like a magician performing magic, which dazzles Han Yan'er.

"What? He didn't operate on Wu Lao, but chose to give Wu Lao acupuncture. An expert was taken aback when he saw Yang Luo performing the needle quickly!

"Acupuncture?" Huang Delai looked disdainful when he heard that Yang Luo actually used acupuncture and moxibustion treatment methods for Wu Lao! Isn't acupuncture a treatment method of traditional Chinese medicine? It has a fart use! Also, isn't he just an intern doctor? He knows a fart of Chinese medicine! It's just a fool's errand.

"Oh my God! This is the long-lost Xuanmen Nineteen Needles. At the moment of the needle, nineteen needles are pierced at the fastest speed, and the process of needle walking is like a cloud and a smooth flow, and there is no gap in between. In the past, everyone called me a fast needle walker, but when I see it today, I am not as good as this young man. "A TCM expert is ashamed of himself!

"It's really the nineteen needles of Xuanmen! deep and shallow, deep and shallow. The lost acupuncture, he is young, where did he learn?"

This dry medical expert was amazed and surprised when he saw Yang Luo's miraculous acupuncture!