Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 757 Let Doctor Zhao Come

"Uh... my head hurts..."

A small voice sounded.

In astonishment, Zhao Xiaobo, who hadn't recovered yet, was shocked when he heard the voice, and suddenly turned his head to look at the wounded on the operating table.

Except for Zhao Yifan.

Dean Feng and others all did the same thing as Zhao Xiaobo.

They all turned to look at the wounded on the operating table.

Immediately.

Everyone shattered their eyeballs in shock, and gasped in unison.

I saw the wounded on the operating table opened his eyes, his face was a little pained, but also surprised.

Obviously.

He is at a loss for his environment.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Zhao Xiaobo strode to the side of the operating table and looked at the wounded in disbelief. He was excited and shocked, his face looked a little distorted and hideous. He immediately startled the wounded, subconsciously wanted to move his body, and suddenly felt pain Let out a cry of pain: "Hiss..." He took a breath.

Zhao Xiaobo stared intently at the wounded man, who he had treated just now, and naturally wondered how serious the wounded man's injury was - he was on the verge of death and could die at any moment.

Even Zhao Xiaobo himself was not fully sure that he could pull this wounded man back from death.

But Zhao Yifan revived this seriously wounded man with just a dozen silver needles?
What the hell is going on here!
Zhao Xiaobo is going crazy!

"This medical skill...is too amazing!"

Dean Feng walked quickly to the side of the seriously injured, just like Zhao Xiaobo, staring intently at the seriously wounded, and the other doctor also surrounded him.

Three people, six eyes, fixedly staring at the seriously injured on the operating table.

The seriously wounded man looked confused, and asked timidly, "I... what's wrong?"

"Unbelievable, incredible!"

The Western doctor who was with Zhao Xiaobo repeatedly shook his head and said, "How is this possible? Cerebral hemorrhage and spleen rupture can be rescued with just a few silver needles? Isn't this too unbelievable? This doctor Zhao is really amazing." That's amazing..." Having said that, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhao Yifan.

But it was discovered that Zhao Yifan and Tang Yuntao had left the operating room at some point.

Saving people is like putting out a fire.

For the seriously injured, this sentence is simply the truth.

As time goes by, if urgent and effective measures are not taken for rescue, it is likely to result in death.

Like this kind of sudden car accident, if the casualty dies due to the failure of rescue in the later stage, it is usually because the rescue is not timely, or the best time for rescue is delayed.

The seriously wounded man just now was in coma and shock due to the two fatal injuries of cerebral hemorrhage and ruptured spleen. After the cerebral hemorrhage and ruptured spleen were cured with spiritual energy, Zhao Yifan would naturally not stay there any longer.

of course.

To avoid shock.

Zhao Yifan only carried out emergency repair and treatment for the seriously injured man, and did not completely heal him in one go.

if that's the case.

It is bound to cause an uproar.

After all, with only a few silver needles, the ruptured spleen can be completely restored in a short period of time. Once this kind of thing is discovered, it is difficult to use the word "medical skill" to explain it, because This has gone beyond people's three perceptions.

Saving people is saving people.

Zhao Yifan didn't want to cause too much trouble for himself.

Therefore, the seriously injured person is now out of danger. Next, he still needs to recover slowly for a period of time before he can be completely safe and sound.

"Ms. Zhao and the others must be going to save the patients!"

Zhao Xiaobo turned his head and saw that Tang Yuntao and Zhao Yifan were gone, and after a little thought, he guessed where they had gone.

Before Zhao Xiaobo called Zhao Yifan, he was very straightforward "Doctor Zhao", but just now the trick of "silver needle to save lives" made Zhao Xiaobo's view of Zhao Yifan very different for a moment, this teacher Zhao can be said to be shouting Very natural, convinced.

"Director Zhao, let's go study?"

The other western doctor looked at Zhao Xiaobo enthusiastically.

"Ah."

Zhao Xiaobo nodded. Similarly, he was also very interested in Zhao Yifan's extremely miraculous "silver needle to save people".

The three walked quickly to another operating room.

The rest of the severely wounded with a confused face lay on the operating table, looked around, and suddenly came to his senses, and quickly shouted: "Doctor, doctor, wait a minute, what's wrong with me..."

Zhao Xiaobo and the three of them were anxious to see how Zhao Yifan would rescue the other seriously wounded. How could they have time to care about this seriously wounded who was out of danger?

As for his question... Uh, let's wait for a while!
"...Professor Tang, what does this man want to do?"

In another operating room, almost exactly the same scenario as just now was happening.

The two doctors surrounded Tang Yuntao, looking angrily at Zhao Yifan who pushed them aside - if it wasn't for Tang Yuntao being here, these two doctors would have gone up to fight Zhao Yifan.

What an international joke.

Now it is a race against time to rescue the seriously injured!

"Professor Tang, if something goes wrong, whose responsibility is it?"

Another doctor was furious, looked at Tang Yuntao and said in a bad tone: "This is a matter of human life..."

"Doctor Wang."

A voice sounded.

Zhao Xiaobo and the others walked in quickly, and Zhao Xiaobo said, "Let Dr. Zhao come for rescue and treatment!"

"what?"

This Dr. Wang knew Zhao Xiaobo, he was startled when he heard this, and said, "Dr. Zhao?"

Zhao Xiaobo hummed, put his finger on his mouth, made a silent gesture, and said in a low voice: "Speak softly, don't disturb Dr. Zhao."

Doctor Wang was stunned.

Zhao Xiaobo and the others didn't have the heart to say anything more, they stood not far from Zhao Yifan and watched Zhao Yifan rescue the seriously injured.

Same as before.

After Zhao Yifan carefully looked at the seriously wounded person, he stretched out his hand, and Tang Yuntao immediately handed over the silver needle knowingly and knowingly. Fortunately, Zhu Zhigang took enough silver needles in the hall before. When Tang Yuntao and Zhao Yifan went upstairs, Fearing that the silver needles would not be enough, he took all the remaining silver needles from Zhu Zhigang.

Hands up and down.

Zhao Yifan laid the needle very fast.

In the eyes of Zhao Xiaobo and others, Zhao Yifan didn't even need to recognize the acupoints, and he didn't need to understand the injury of the wounded. It looks like X-ray equipment is installed in both eyes!
in one breath.

More than 20 silver needles were planted.

Only then did Zhao Yifan stop, and then he continued with the previous set of pressing, pushing, kneading and other acupuncture techniques.

Zhao Xiaobo and the others who witnessed the scene of "saving people with silver needles" just now all stared at Zhao Yifan's acupuncture techniques with wide eyes, and firmly memorized his techniques in their hearts.

Even the western doctors like Zhao Xiaobo are no exception.

As for Dean Feng.

Let alone this serious Chinese medicine practitioner.

The eyeballs were as big as a bull's eye, and he didn't dare to blink for fear of missing something.

After a few minutes passed.

Zhao Yifan stood up straight, put away his hands, and looked even more tired on his face.

"Zhao."

Seeing this, Tang Yuntao hurriedly asked with concern: "Do you want to take a rest?"

Zhao Xiaobo and others focused their attention on the vital signs monitor next to the operating table. Unlike just now, this time, the vital signs monitor did not alarm, but the values ​​on it were clearly displayed Yes, the heartbeat, blood pressure, breathing and other frequencies of the severely wounded on the operating table have all risen to the normal range.

"no need."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, and said lightly: "Saving people is like putting out a fire, let's go." As he spoke, he walked out.

"Wait a moment."

That doctor Wang said quickly: "Is this all right?" He didn't look at the vital signs monitor next to the operating table, so he didn't notice that the seriously injured person who was in danger just now had actually stabilized.

"Doctor Wang."

Before Zhao Yifan could speak, Zhao Xiaobo frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Look at the value on the instrument yourself! The wounded are out of danger!" After speaking, he hurriedly followed behind Zhao Yifan, and went to the next room for surgery. room.

"what?"

When Dr. Wang heard Zhao Xiaobo's words, he looked at the vital signs monitor next to the operating table in a daze.

When he saw the value above, Dr. Wang's eyeballs shattered to the ground, and he blurted out in disbelief, "What's going on?"

indeed.

At this moment, Dr. Wang was shocked besides astonishment.

Because he also witnessed Zhao Yifan's acupuncture process just now, but it was different from Zhao Xiaobo's and others' observations that were focused, engrossed, and kept in mind.

Dr. Wang came to see it purely with the mentality of watching a joke.

But he never imagined that after a few minutes of acupuncture, the condition of the seriously injured patient on the operating table improved a lot immediately, and his life was out of danger!

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yifan and others rushed into the next operating room.

This time, before Zhao Yifan could say anything, Zhao Xiaobo and Dean Feng raised their heads at the same time. The surprised doctor who was rescuing the wounded said, "Get out of the way, let Dr. Zhao come..."

Outside the operating room.

Mr. Zhang was anxious like ants on a hot pot, walking up and down the door, stopping occasionally, putting his ears on the door of the operating room, and listening carefully to the movement inside.

At the beginning.

A few more voices sounded, seeming to be arguing about something.

But after more than half an hour, the inside gradually became quiet, and there was no sound.

"Mr. Zhang."

Seeing Mr. Zhang's restless appearance, the driver couldn't help comforting him and said, "Don't worry, the old man will be fine."

(End of this chapter)