Chapter 22

The relatives couldn't see it anymore, they felt that Cui Dali was talking nonsense, probably because of mental problems.

Hearing these accusations, Cui Dali didn't take it seriously at all, and it was reasonable for this to happen.

After all, it is a miracle that other people appear in the movie, and it is rare in real life, but he knows in his heart that Liangliang is really not dead, and there is still a glimmer of life.

Cui Dali looked at the crowd and said firmly: "Everyone, he is indeed not dead. Give me a little time, and a miracle will definitely appear!"

"Time waits for no one. For every second of delay, the hope of surviving will be reduced by [-]%."

Although his tone was firm, some people didn't believe it and said all kinds of disdainful words.

"What are you doing, what are you talking about here, don't disturb the rest of the dead."

"This kid is not trying to cheat money, he really has a bad conscience!"

"Stop talking nonsense here, go back where you came from!"

The attending doctor was not happy anymore, he said sternly: "Our hospital is the most authoritative, the injured have already gone, there is no need to rescue them!"

"Are you a doctor? Where is your ID card? Get out!"

"You can't bear the responsibility if something goes wrong!"

Cui Dali was speechless when he heard this. He sneered and said, "Your hospital said that the person is dead. Since he is dead, it is impossible for there to be another medical accident."

"Give me some time, if you can't save me, I will let you deal with it!"

The relatives were silent, they also wanted to see a miracle, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would not give up.

Chang Kexin cheered up, and she said excitedly: "Little brother, as long as you save my son, I will give you any amount!"

She has only one thought now, as long as her son can be saved, it doesn't matter if she loses the entire family fortune.

"Let him save, let him try!"

Chang Kexin looked firm, and she said to the attending doctor, "Give him a chance, I beg you."

"All right!"

The attending doctor was speechless, he turned around and shouted at Cui Dali: "We will call the police if we can't save you, and you will be a disturbance of public order!"

Cui Dali ignored him, he had no fear of such words, and he got Liangliang's pulse again.

In the next second, Cui Dali pressed his bright forehead with his left hand, and pressed his right hand on his chest. The gourd in his palm was shining brightly, and the true energy in his body was continuously poured into it.

Liangliang's injury is very serious, with damaged internal organs and multiple fractures. What needs to be done now is to repair the injured organs.

Not long after, Cui Dali felt a sense of collapse, and his true energy was quickly exhausted, and all of it entered the bright meridians.

"I can't hold on anymore, my true energy is exhausted, I have to replenish it!"

He quickly opened the backpack, took out a few black pills, and chewed them vigorously like chewing gum.

"Look, why does he save people and give him medicine? What kind of routine is he playing?"

"I think he has a brain problem, maybe a mental illness!"

The relatives started talking at once, their expressions full of doubts, only Chang Kexin remained silent.

After the pill entered his stomach, Cui Dali felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his dantian, which had been empty before, filled up again.

"make persistent efforts!"

Cui Dali secretly cheered himself up, and his true energy poured into Liangliang's body like an overwhelming sea, quickly repairing the damaged internal organs.

"call!"

He slowly exhaled the turbid air, and the feeling of collapse appeared again. Fortunately, there is no need to infuse real energy now.

Cui Dali wiped off his sweat, took out a silver meter from his bag, and performed Hua Tuo's unique technique - Yin-Yang and Five-element Acupuncture!

The attending doctor showed some disdain, and said in a cold voice, "How can Chinese medicine be used for first aid? It's just a joke!"

"I think you'd better forget it, if you can't be saved, don't play tricks here!"

Cui Dali completely ignored his sarcasm, and still held the silver needle to treat diseases and save lives. He didn't have time to quarrel with others.

After a few stitches, Liangliang's body reacted, his chest began to heave up and down, and the number on the instrument that was reset to zero also rose slowly.

"Hey, there is a reaction!"

"Really awesome, heartbeat and breathing after a few needles, this little brother really has two brushes."

The relatives who were still cynical just now cheered, the scene in front of them was really shocking.

Chang Ke wept with joy, she kept saying: "God open your eyes, Bodhisattva bless you!"

After some acupuncture and moxibustion, her bright complexion gradually turned red, and she finally pulled her life back from the gate of hell.

Cui Dali was sweating profusely and panting like a cow. The operation just now was really troublesome, but everything he did was worth it.

He took out a pill from his arms, opened his bright mouth, and put it under the base of his tongue.

This is the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill that he carefully prepared, and it depends on whether it can be revived.

The doctor in charge was also quite unbelievable. He was amazed by Cui Dali's methods. He was clearly dead, so why did he come back alive after a few injections.

He felt a little ashamed in his heart, just now he wanted to throw this kid out and said a lot of inappropriate things, which really slapped himself too much.

After a few minutes, the medicine has been completely absorbed, swimming in Liangliang's body, stimulating his nerves and senses.

"Drip drip!"

The monitor went online and started to fluctuate continuously, and all the indicators were slowly returning to normal.

Seeing that Liangliang's breathing became steady, blood turned pale on his face, and a slight sound came out of his mouth.

"My work is done, the patient is out of danger, and the rest will be left to the doctor!"

Cui Dali spoke weakly. He supported his tired body, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

"Quick, send the patient to the intensive care unit!"

The attending doctor hurriedly ordered the nurse to send Liangliang to the ICU. If there is no accident, she can be transferred to the general ward after staying for two more days.

"Little brother, you are our family's great benefactor!"

Chang Kexin fell to her knees with a plop, the excitement in her heart couldn't be increased, and her relatives even praised her unceasingly.

"What a genius doctor, thanks to this little brother today."

"We are bright and lucky, and we have also met a noble man!"

Wang Lin said excitedly: "Xiao Cui, you have made great contributions, how can I thank you!"

"It's okay, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor!"

Cui Dali showed a bright smile, and he finally saved a life, which is also a matter of great merit.

But at this moment, he felt spinning without rotation, and the sense of loss of strength hit him again, and Cui Dali leaned back as soon as his eyes darkened.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

"Come on, come on, let's see what's wrong with my brother."

On the contrary, Chang Kexin had quick eyes and quick hands, she hurriedly supported Cui Dali, and Ao Ran pressed her chest tightly against it.

"So soft, so fragrant..." Cui Dali murmured to himself, and then lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)

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