"Teacher Wu, Teacher Wu?"
The subordinate looked at Wu Qiang, who was stunned on the spot, and could not help but call out in confusion.
"Ah, ah, I'm fine."
Wu Qiang only came back to his senses when he heard his subordinate's voice.
"Xiao Liu, quickly follow that person.”
Wu Qiang pointed at Chen Qingzhi's back and said with a serious expression.
"Don't worry, Teacher Wu. I won't let the murderer escape!”
Little Liu thought that Wu Qiang was afraid that Chen Qingzhi, who had " cured people to death ", would run away, so he immediately patted his chest and promised. After saying that, he ran in the direction where Chen Qingzhi had left.
Wu Qiang turned his head and ignored the crowd watching the show. He paid close attention to the old man's situation.
If it was really as he had guessed, then this young man would be a medical miracle and would bring great progress to the research of cerebral hemorrhage!
For so many years, whether it was the Chinese or Western medical system, they were very helpless when it came to treating elderly diseases such as cerebral hemorrhage. Most of them adopted conservative treatment, and even surgery was difficult to achieve significant results. It was not uncommon for patients to die.
However, such a tricky illness was actually cured by a young man with just a few silver needles?
It was truly inconceivable!
Could it be that the traditional Chinese medicine had such miraculous effects?
No, he had to check on the old man again. If the old man was really fine, then he had to ask the young man for advice no matter what.
For the sake of the revival of Chinese medicine, she was willing to acknowledge him as her master!
Thinking of this, all the unhappiness and shame in Wu Qiang's heart just now completely disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only curiosity and reverence towards Chen Qingzhi.
He approached the old man's side and lowered his head to carefully check on his physical condition.
However, Chen Qingzhi's departure made the hosts worried.
If he kept up, he wouldn't be able to continue broadcasting the progress of this unlucky old man.
If he didn't keep up, what if Chen Qingzhi did something bizarre later and couldn't chase after the hot topic? Then he would suffer a huge loss.
The suggestions from the audience in the live broadcast room were also showing a trend of being divided into two. The bullet comments flew everywhere.
"Streamer, hurry up and keep up. We can't let the prisoner escape!!”
"Streamer, follow me. I want to see Little Brother!”
"Stay and report on the old man's follow-up.”
"I want to know how to resolve this matter.”
For a moment, the streamers split into two groups. Some followed Chen Qingzhi, while others stayed where they were to wait for the old man to deal with the situation.
As time passed, the streamers who stayed in their original spots began to regret their decision.
She should have followed the beautiful man in ancient costume, Chen Qingzhi, earlier. She had stayed in the same place for such a long time, but the old man did not move, the 120 did not come, and the police were nowhere to be seen. The number of people in the live broadcast room had decreased by more than half.
"A-awake."
Wu Qiang, who was paying close attention to the old man, noticed the old man's trembling eyelids and shouted excitedly.
His voice was not loud, and it was especially obvious among the complaints and discussions.
"What is it? Are you awake?"
"That's impossible. He's already vomiting blood like that.”
"He really woke up!"
When the people around heard this, they immediately surrounded him. The listless streamer also became energetic and squeezed to the front of the crowd.
The dying old man on the ground slowly opened his eyes. Although he was still a little weak, his eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest hint of murkiness.
On the surface, the old man was indeed cured.
However, they could only ask the doctor if it was really cured. Everyone could not help but look at Wu Qiang.
Wu Qiang forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart and checked the back of the old man's head and neck, but he did not find anything unusual.
"Are you dizzy?"
"Do you feel nauseous?"
"Is it difficult to breathe?"
Wu Qiang asked.
At this moment, a shout came from behind.
"Make way! Make way! The ambulance is here. Everyone, get out of the way.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few medical staff carried all kinds of portable examination equipment and climbed dozens of steps to the side of the old man who had just woken up.
Seeing the old man's mouth and neck covered in blood, he immediately used the equipment to check.
Surprisingly, he did not find any abnormalities or wounds.
Then where did the bloodstains on his body come from?
"You…you are Professor Wu Qiang, right?”
An emergency doctor looked at Wu Qiang and asked excitedly.
"You know me?" Wu Qiang nodded.”
The young doctor nodded excitedly."Of course, Professor Wu. I even went to your lecture yesterday!”
"No wonder this old man is fine. You must have treated him.”
"Teacher Wu is really a role model in the medical world.”
the emergency doctor praised.
"I didn't cure him. A young man used silver needles to cure his cerebral blood clot.”
Wu Qiang said awkwardly.
"What is it? Silver needles to save brain blood clots? Teacher Wu, stop joking.”
The emergency doctor did not believe him and thought that Wu Qiang was just being humorous.
In this world, silver needles would only appear in novels to save people. In reality, the art of silver needles had long been lost.
When Wu Qiang heard this, he only shook his head.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"This patient, the instrument shows that there is indeed no other problem, right?”
Wu Qiang asked uncertainly.
"Of course not. I'm just a little weak.”
After confirming that the old man was indeed fine, Wu Qiang let out a deep breath.
The legendary silver needle really did exist!
Who was that youth called Chen Qingzhi? Why did he know such an ancient skill?
A few needles and a person who could not even be saved by surgery was saved so easily?
It was simply a medical miracle!
She was really blind just now. She looked down on him because of his age and clothes.
She did not expect his medical skills to be so superb. With just a few silver needles, he could save a person who even she could not cure.
To have such strength at such a young age, the younger generation would be formidable!
Wu Qiang hurriedly took out his phone and called Xiao Liu, who was with Chen Qingzhi.
"Xiao Liu, where is he?"
As soon as the call connected, Wu Qiang asked impatiently.
"Teacher Wu, are the police here? Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him."
"Where are you?"
"Teacher Wu, we just got off the cable car.”
"Let's keep in touch at all times. I'll go over now.”
Wu Qiang hung up the phone and said to the admiring emergency doctor,
"Give him a good checkup, especially for the blood clots in his brain. I'll go find someone first.”
After saying that, he rushed towards the cable car with his subordinates.
The surrounding audience heard the conversation between the two doctors clearly.
"He's really cured?"
"The doctors have confirmed that he's definitely cured.”
"Aiya, let's hurry up and catch up. It's good to leave the contact information of the divine doctor.”
The audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked.
"A few needles in the brain and it'll be fine?”
"My uncle passed away last year due to cerebral hemorrhage. This illness is not easy to treat.”
"Little brother is not only handsome, but his medical skills are also superb.”
"Streamer, hurry up and keep up. I want Little Brother's contact information!”
"Yeah, keep up. I want a contact number for future use. No, it's a precaution.”
For a moment, the crowd rushed toward the cable car.
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