Mount Tai wrote a poem, I’m a beautiful man in ancient costumes, I’m being broadcast live
25 First time? Pain is right!

Original M

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

Da da!

Ta Ta Ta Ta!

A flurry of hurried footsteps came from the door of the ward.

A few doctors who were well-known in Qiu City, all dressed in white coats, walked in one after another. The last person closed the door of the ward.

However, everyone's attention was focused on the legendary young man that Professor Wu mentioned. They did not notice that the person walking at the back was not a doctor from their hospital, but a reporter, Xu Xiang.

Seeing that everyone had ignored him, Xu Xiang, who had gotten a white coat from somewhere, heaved a sigh of relief. He curiously followed the few of them to the hospital bed.

It was not good to be too close to the patient, so as not to disturb the patient's rest and the other party's acupuncture, so more than ten people stood in a circle.

"Professor Wu, you're here."

"Professor Wu…"

When the other top cardiovascular and cardiovascular doctors in the ward saw Wu Qiang enter, they greeted him one after another.

"I believe everyone already knows the purpose of calling everyone here today.”

Wu Qiang looked at the doctors and said with a serious expression.

Immediately after, he stepped aside and pointed at Chen Qingzhi behind him. He respectfully introduced,

"This is Teacher Chen Qingzhi.”

"He's also the teacher who used the silver needles to treat the patient today.”

After saying that, Wu Qiang looked at the doctors who were shocked and added,

"Although Teacher Chen looks young, his silver needle treatment technique is amazing. I've seen it with my own eyes.”

Hearing this, everyone could not help but lower their heads and whisper to each other.

"He's still a child. He's too young.”

"Professor Wu, are you sure? Is he really the young man in ancient costume who saved people with Mount Tai Silver Needle?”

"Keep your voice down and give Professor Wu some face. I don't think he'll talk nonsense. Let's just watch.”

All the doctors 'attention was on Chen Qingzhi. They did not notice Xu Xiang, who was holding a small camera in the corner.

Xu Xiang, who was in the corner, aimed the camera at Chen Qingzhi.

This young man was too young. Was he even twenty?

Was he going to use the legendary silver needles to treat the patient?

Could Professor Wu Qiang have been brainwashed? His attitude was a little too respectful. It felt like an intern who had just entered the school was being cautious towards a respected mentor...

Chen Qingzhi turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the doctors around him and walked to the bed with a calm expression.

He lifted the blanket to the old man's chest and opened the needle bag stored in the system space.

His movements were so fast that no one noticed where he had taken out the needle bag. They thought that Chen Qingzhi, as a descendant of ancient medicine, carried it with him.

As the needle bag was opened, dense and cold silver needles were revealed to everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the silver needle curiously.

"Is this a silver needle? It's actually so sharp."

"Is this acupuncture? Will it be a bacteria infection?"

"It looks like it.”

Xu Xiang looked at the silver needle that was emitting a cold light and quickly adjusted the focus of the camera to focus on the silver needle.

This was the legendary silver needle!

Chen Qingzhi carefully wiped the silver needle with alcohol and looked at the patient who was nervous with his eyes wide open.

She comforted him gently,

"You'll be fine. Just relax.”

The patient on the bed did not relax because of Chen Qingzhi's words. He said in a low voice,

"If anything happens to me, tell my wife to live well. I will always watch over her from heaven.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, the entire ward was filled with sadness.

Xu Xiang, who had never experienced life and death, instantly teared up and pursed his lips tightly.

At this moment, everyone hoped that Chen Qingzhi could really use the silver needles to treat the old man on the hospital bed.

When Chen Qingzhi heard this, he only raised the corner of his mouth and took out a slender silver needle. He calmly said,

"I'm going to perform acupuncture."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver needle in his hand was firmly inserted into the Shangming acupoint.

He twisted his thumb and index finger gently to insert the silver needle to the appropriate depth.

"Hiss!"

When Xu Xiang saw this, he could not help but gasp.

Just looking at it made him feel pain.

When the needle fell, the old man on the hospital bed could not help but tremble.

"Is this your first acupuncture treatment? It doesn't hurt, just bear with it and don't move."

Chen Qingzhi felt the old man's body tremble and said calmly.

Her hands did not stop moving as she continued to insert the needles rapidly.

Yangbai point, Touwei point, Yingxiang point, Meichong point, Linqi point.

Different acupuncture points were stabbed from different angles, twirled, lifted, and inserted.

In a moment, the old man's head was covered in silver needles.

The twelve meridians, the twelve skin acupoints on the face, and the special acupoints of the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles Acupuncture Technique had all been pierced with silver needles.

The old man's body trembled slightly, but he tried his best not to cry out in pain.

Wu Qiang looked at the densely packed silver needles on the old man's head, his eyes filled with admiration.

Every needle had to be inserted accurately into the acupuncture point and at a specific depth. Otherwise, it would not be effective at all.

So many silver needles were inserted in less than five minutes. Teacher Chen was really amazing.

The other doctors who were watching from the side had different expressions.

"Why didn't you give the patient anesthesia? It's too cruel to let the patient endure it and not let him move.”

"The blood clot is in the back of the head, and the silver needles are only inserted into the face and the top of the head. Is this really useful?”

"It doesn't hurt to be a general rule.”

Twenty-six minutes after the treatment with the silver needles, the old man's clothes were soaked in sweat and he fainted from the pain.

At the twenty-seventh minute, Chen Qingzhi calmly pulled out the needles from the Shangming acupoint, Yangbai acupoint, and Touwei acupoint.

At the twenty-ninth minute, the treatment ended as the silver needle on his temple was pulled out.

Chen Qingzhi put the last silver needle back into the needle bag and stood up with a calm expression.

"That's enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doctors started discussing in surprise.

"What is it? Is it over?"

"It hasn't even been half an hour, and the treatment is already complete?”

"Can this really cure the cerebral hemorrhage?”

Chen Qingzhi turned a deaf ear to the questioning voices beside him. He walked through the crowd with an indifferent expression and walked towards the door of the ward.

When Wu Qiang heard this, he quickly went forward and carefully checked the location of the blood clot in the patient's brain.

It disappeared…The blood clot disappeared!

Wu Qiang couldn't help but smile. He quickly turned his head to look for Chen Qingzhi.

Through the crowd, they could only see Chen Qingzhi's back as he walked out of the ward.

Before she could take a step forward to chase after him, she was tripped by the doctor beside her.

"Professor Wu, how is the patient now?”

In the blink of an eye, Wu Qiang was surrounded by the doctors in the ward.

Helpless, Wu Qiang could only stand in the crowd and answer,"

"I didn't feel any blood clots."

"However, we still need to do a further examination on the situation.”

After saying that, Wu Qiang quickly passed through the crowd while the surrounding doctors were still in a daze.

By the time Wu Qiang reached the door, Chen Qingzhi had already disappeared.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ward instantly exploded. The top cardiovascular and cardiovascular doctors lost their composure and discussed animatedly.

"You didn't feel any blood clots? Is it really cured?"

"I also want to go over and check the back of my head. I really didn't feel anything foreign!”

"Quickly bring him for a brain CT scan, MRI scan, and a DSA-guided cerebral artery scan.”

For a moment, the ward was in chaos.

Two younger doctors pushed the hospital bed and rushed to the CT room.

The other doctors followed closely behind. A large group of doctors in white coats rushed to the CT room.

..........................................................................

[PS: Please support me with all the data!] Thank you, everyone.

..........................................................................

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading