Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 754 Magical
The bus driver's injury was too serious. Zhao Yifan gave him an injection just now, but it could only stop the bleeding, but it couldn't heal him.

If he wanted to catch the bus driver's breath, he had to inject a little spiritual energy into his body for emergency healing and recovery.

Anyway, the bus driver was not sent to the operating room, nor was he filmed. No one knew how serious his internal injuries were, so Zhao Yifan was not worried that anyone would find something strange.

"really?"

The nurse who was pushing the stretcher with Liu Hui took a closer look at the expression on the bus driver's face, and suddenly said in shock, "Hey, it seems like this is really the case..."

Zhao Yifan put away his hands, and then walked towards a wounded man next to him.

Zhu Zhigang hurriedly followed behind Zhao Yifan.

"You follow Teacher Zhao."

Tang Yuntao said to the four doctors beside him, "I'll help Mr. Zhao later."

"Well, I understand Professor Tang."

These four doctors all came out of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and came to work in the affiliated hospital. Although they had graduated for many years, they still obeyed the words of the old director Tang Yuntao.

Moreover, the silver needle that Zhao Yifan revealed just now made the four doctors look at it intently. Although they also know the method of silver needle to stop bleeding, if they are allowed to use it, the effect will naturally be worse than Zhao Yifan's just now. much farther!
"...It hurts, it hurts..."

The wounded man was lying on the stretcher, yelling weakly, with one arm hanging limply beside him, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"His arm is broken..."

A nurse next to him saw Zhao Yifan walking over in a white coat, and quickly said that she didn't know Zhao Yifan.

"Ah."

Zhao Yifan nodded, and glanced at the wounded man. He was a teenager, and his face was full of pain at this moment. Zhao Yifan comforted and said, "It's okay, it won't hurt soon." Saying that, he As soon as he stretched out his hand, Zhu Zhigang behind him immediately handed the silver needle to Zhao Yifan's hand with interest.

Several doctors, including Tang Yuntao, all watched Zhao Yifan's actions.

Zhao Yifan raised the needle and stuck it on the boy's arm. Then, the next moment, Zhao Yifan gently squeezed the boy's arm.

"Ah...huh?"

The young man didn't expect that Zhao Yifan would come to pinch his injured arm, and he yelled out in shock, but then he was shocked to find that he didn't feel any pain at all, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Why doesn't it hurt anymore? "

Except for Tang Yuntao, Zhu Zhigang and Liu Hui, the rest of the people all had their jaws broken in shock. Is there a mistake?These silver needles are so effective?

Tang Yuntao and Zhu Zhigang already had a general understanding of Zhao Yifan's medical skills. Although it was the first time they saw that silver needles could achieve this effect, they were not surprised.

Liu Hui, on the other hand, admires Zhao Yifan as a little girl. In her heart, Teacher Zhao is almost synonymous with omnipotence, so it is not surprising.

"Well, it's broken."

Zhao Yifan pinched the boy's arm, withdrew his hand, smiled at the boy, and said, "It's okay, nothing else, just go back and raise it for a few months." Then, he said to the little doctor Zhao beside him. Said: "I have corrected the position of his fracture just now, you find a splint and tie it up for him, don't pull out those few silver needles, wait 24 hours, let him pull it out by himself."

"Good teacher Zhao."

Doctor Xiao Zhao came back to his senses, nodded, and hurried to find a splint, but his heart was full of doubts. Just now, Zhao Yifan corrected the broken part of the boy's arm just a few times with his hands?This is too powerful!

You know, it is not too unusual for orthopedic surgeons to correct the fracture site like Zhao Yifan.

But what surprised Dr. Zhao was that from the beginning to the end, Zhao Yifan just squeezed it a few times casually, as if he had opened a perspective eye, and he could know where the fracture was.
Followed by.

Zhao Yifan walked to the next wounded man, who was crying in pain, with tears on his face, Zhao Yifan repeated the old trick, took the silver needle from Zhu Zhigang, and stabbed it on the wounded man's leg. After a few injections, the wounded man and the boy just now glanced at each other, their faces were also full of astonishment: "...Eh? It doesn't hurt anymore?"

The doctors who followed Zhao Yifan had gone from being shocked, to surprised, to being used to it now, and they no longer felt it.

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore."

As Zhao Yifan was talking, his hands kept on pressing the wounded man's leg a few times in a seemingly casual manner, and he said, "Doctor Xiaoqian, you can go find a splint and help him fix his leg." He said Then, he said to the wounded: "Don't pull out the silver needle on the leg, wait 24 hours before pulling it out."

"Thank you……"

Before the wounded man finished speaking, Zhao Yifan stood up and walked to the next wounded man.

no way.

There were really too many wounded, and most of the affiliated hospitals were Chinese medicine practitioners. Zhao Xiaobo and other Western doctors were working in the operating room. These doctors really have nowhere to start.

But Zhao Yifan was different.

He shuttled among the wounded, his eyes seemed like an X-ray machine, as long as he put his hands on the wounded, pressed or squeezed a few times, he could determine the condition of the wounded. It didn't take Zhao Yifan a minute for a wounded person to stop screaming for pain.

The silver needles in Zhu Zhigang's hand were consumed rapidly, and one after another the silver needles stuck on the wounded, like the most miraculous painkiller, calming them down in an instant.

At the beginning.

Only Tang Yuntao, Zhu Zhigang and the doctors followed Zhao Yifan to help.

But as Zhao Yifan's treatment became faster and faster, the doctors were also in a hurry, and they couldn't be too busy at all.

And this time.

The other doctors and nurses in the hall were also called by them to help. Zhao Yifan treated in the front, and these doctors helped in the back.

then.

A speechless scene appeared in the hall.

Zhao Yifan is a doctor who is treating him, and there are dozens of doctors and nurses helping him!
however.

The most speechless is.

With so many doctors and nurses added together, the speed at which they can help is not as fast as Zhao Yifan can treat patients!
"...This doctor is really amazing!"

"Yes!"

"It's simply a miracle doctor!"

"Damn it, this doctor is really awesome!"

After seeing this scene, the wounded couldn't help muttering.

"...Come here and bandage him up."

Zhao Yifan pressed a wounded man again, calmly injected a bit of spiritual energy, and after helping him to heal quickly, he said something casually without looking back.

After taking two steps, Zhao Yifan suddenly felt that something was wrong - why didn't anyone answer from behind?

He turned his head, only to find that the doctors following him were all busy bandaging the wounded—even Zhu Zhigang was no exception.

Zhao Yifan turned his head and took a look, and found that the patient was looking at him adoringly. Zhao Yifan smiled slightly and said, "Let me bandage it for you."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Yuntao walked over with sweat profusely and said, "Mr. Zhao, let me come for the wounded!"

"Alright."

Zhao Yifan nodded, let out a long breath, and looked around, only to realize that all the dozens of wounded had been treated once.

This is also thanks to the fact that Zhao Yifan is a practitioner and has reached the fourth level of the Yin-Yang Realm. If it was another doctor who treated all these patients in less than an hour, he might be exhausted and paralyzed. up!
Physically, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is energy.

"Mr. Zhao, you should take a rest now."

Tang Yuntao said concernedly to Zhao Yifan while helping the wounded man to bandage.He is a doctor himself, of course he knows in his heart that even though Zhao Yifan treated so quickly just now, none of the injuries of the wounded were caused by Zhao Yifan's misjudgment. , to do this.

This is very serious for a person's energy consumption.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao."

The wounded also said in a grateful voice: "You have worked hard, thank you so much, you should take a rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, those wounded who were treated by Zhao Yifan were all spoken by you and me.

"Mr. Zhao, thank you."

"Doctor Zhao, you are truly a miracle doctor."

"Dr. Zhao, you have worked hard, take a rest quickly, you must be exhausted after seeing so many of our wounded by yourself!"

"Zhao."

Liu Hui walked over quickly, looked at Zhao Yifan admiringly, and said, "Take a break."

"Hehe, I'm fine."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand. He was still thinking about the seriously wounded patients who were sent to the operating room just now, and he didn't know how they were doing. He thought about it and said to Tang Yuntao, "I'll go to the operating room to see those few a seriously wounded person."

"Mr. Zhao, don't you need to take a break?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yuntao hurriedly asked.

"no need."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "I'm not tired, besides, human life is at stake, and I don't know how they rescued them..."

"dad……"

At the entrance of the hall, there was a hurried voice, a middle-aged man with an anxious face rushing in like a gust of wind, and behind him was a smart and capable young man in his twenties.

(End of this chapter)