ong family in Haiping, there would still be such a calm performance, then Xu Shaolin, this person, would be too terrifying."Humph, Xu Shaolin, I really don't know if you're truly calm or just putting...The operating room of the Peace Hospital.
Although it was long past quitting time, the operating room was packed with people.
"Everyone is finally here, Xu Shaolin. Since you're willing to humiliate yourself, then I'll fulfill your wish. Let's begin."
Only when Feng Yuan and Zheng Wen came in last did Li Lin make way for them on the operating table.
Then, Li Lin raised his voice and said: "You all open your eyes wide and see clearly how this clown failed. Of course, you can also choose to help, but if so, you will have to share the responsibility of treating the patient who died!"
Li Lin's words suddenly made some medical staff who wanted to step forward and help hesitate.
They cannot bear the responsibility of killing people.
Seeing this, Li Lin was quite pleased. She provocatively looked at Xu Shaolin, as if saying, "See This is my turf! No one will help you."
The equipment in the operating room is impossible for one person to operate. Li Lin originally thought Xu Shaolin would be anxious, but unexpectedly, Xu Shaolin nodded in satisfaction instead.
"Everyone, please stay still. And if you could all keep quiet, that would be great. I don't want to be disturbed while I treat you."
After finishing his words, Xu Shaolin ignored the outside world and busied himself with organizing the silver needles before him.
Zheng Wen and Han Fang were no strangers to this meeting.
However, this time Xu Shaolin had prepared a greater number of silver needles.
"You! Fine, I'll see how long you can get away with this!"
Li Lin was arrogant by nature. In his view, if he couldn't handle a patient, no one else could either.
What's more, after undergoing more than four hours of surgery, Han father's condition is bound to be more complicated.
The difficulty of treatment has increased by an unknown number of times compared to before the surgery.
Xu Shaolin stopped speaking and first unsealed the acupoints sealed on Han's father's body. Then he used a special technique to massage and adjust his condition.
While giving the massage, Xu Shaolin also used a special technique to leave his internal Qi within Han Father's meridians and flesh.
There's nothing more to be done. The four-plus hour surgery has exhausted Mr. Han almost completely.
If the father's body is not "energized" in this way, then the subsequent acupuncture treatment will be unable to activate and mobilize his bodily functions.
Then Xu Shaolin, from head to toe, carefully avoided the positions of Han's father's knife while not letting go of any inch.
"Wow, a massage, looks like traditional Chinese medicine is working. Old Liu, do you think this will be a good show"
Seeing Xu Shaolin actually massage in an orderly manner, an expert tone jokingly, began whispering to those around him.
"I don't believe in it. If massage could bring the dead back to life, why would we need hospitals We would just have massage parlors everywhere! That's all Chinese medicine is good for, isn't it When it really matters, it can't cure diseases."
Doctor Liu also ridiculed.
As soon as this example was presented, experts scoffed and ridiculed it, looking deeply disappointed.
They originally thought that there would be some earth-shattering method to cure fibroids instantly without surgery.
After all that, it turned out to be a massage.
This immediately raised suspicion among experts about Xu Shaolin's claim of curing uterine fibroids.
After all, putting on a double act and acting to deceive people is common these days.
Seeing this, Li Lin was very satisfied. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Zheng Wen couldn't help but want to argue a few words, but she was held back by Feng Yuan beside her.
Dr. Xu said that it's important to stay quiet.
After hearing Feng Yuan's reason, Zheng Wen could only reluctantly shut up, but her eyes were still fiercely fixed on Li Lin and the group of experts, as if she could argue with them just by looking at them.
Thank you!
Han Fang, noticing this little incident, quietly walked over and said to Feng Yuan.
Seeing that Feng Yuan was so beautiful, and seeming to have a past with Xu Shaolin, Han Fang initially had some hostility.
But seeing Feng Yuan speak in support of Xu Shaolin rescuing her father and, at this time, willing to believe Xu Shaolin, Han Fang instantly developed a lot of goodwill towards her.
"You're welcome, I hope he can save people."
Feng Yuan's voice was soft as she looked towards Xu Shaolin standing beside the operating table.
This was her first time entering an operating room, and also the first time she saw Xu Shaolin truly display his medical skills.
Then Xu Shaolin, after massaging him, lay Han's father back down and unbuttoned all his clothes.
After completing all of this, Xu Shaolin was already sweating profusely.
However, Xu Shaolin didn't hesitate for a moment. He picked up the silver needle and swiftly jabbed it towards Han Fu.
This scene is not unfamiliar to Han Fang.
But this time, Xu Shaolin's acupuncture needles, although equally fast, felt surprisingly gentle and elegant to Han Fang.
If the action of giving Zheng Wen an injection was like a wild jazz dance, then giving Han's father an injection was more like a graceful ballet.
Han Fang was immediately captivated, and Feng Yuan felt the same way.
Even those experts who had always been quick to offer unsolicited advice had fallen silent.
In the operating room, only the heavy and tense breaths remained.
In this way, about five minutes passed, and Han's father was completely covered in silver needles.
But Xu Shaolin felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.
"Shaolin!"
Han Fang exclaimed in surprise and went to help, but she found that Xu Shaolin's whole body was already drenched in sweat at this time.
"What's wrong Is everything okay"
Discovering she couldn't pull Xu Shao Lin, Han Fang simply sat down on the ground herself, using her sleeve to wipe the sweat from Xu Shao Lin's brow, her face full of concern.
"I'm fine, wake me up in ten minutes."
Xu Shao Lin waved his hand and directly crossed his legs to adjust his breath.
Han's father's condition is extremely dire, and coupled with the fact that no one had anticipated Han's father needing surgery, Zheng Wen has exhausted a great deal of internal energy treating him.
Xu Shaolin knew that the reason he was like this was entirely due to excessive consumption of internal energy and insufficient internal energy.
In this case, Xu Shaolin just needs to rest for a night and he will be completely recovered.
But the problem is, Han father's treatment hasn't finished yet. Xu Shaolin can only try his best to make up for lost time and recover, taking one step at a time.
"Humph, all smoke and mirrors. A few needles and you're worn out Looks like your skills aren't that great."
Li Lin, who had just been staring blankly, now uttered a sarcastic remark.
But this time, no one agreed, not even the experts.
Although they don't understand traditional Chinese medicine or acupuncture, just by looking at Xu Shaolin's techniques and speed, they could tell that he was extraordinary.
Most importantly, after Xu Shaolin's massage and acupuncture treatment, although Han Father's brainwaves were still undetectable by monitoring, his complexion had improved considerably.
On the instrument, many of Han's father's vital signs had returned to normal levels!
"Come on, acupuncture can't be that magical, can it Bringing the dead back to life"
"If this person were alive today, I would give up Western medicine and study Traditional Chinese Medicine instead!"
An expert was full of surprise.
"It's difficult, very difficult! The patient's brain waves haven't recovered, there hasn't been any fundamental improvement, and it seems like Dr. Xu has reached his limit as well."
Another expert shook his head in disappointment.
But seeing Xu Shaolin's methods, this person also changed his view on traditional Chinese medicine and developed a bit of respect for Xu Shaolin.
Amidst a wave of regret, Han Fang gently patted Xu Shaolin's shoulder.
"Shaolin, ten minutes are up."haolin in and refilled his cup of water. Her movements were very skilled."How..."Xu Shaolin just wanted to ask Zhang Xiaoli about how someone from the broadcasting department ended up in sales, but an...