He quickly checked the old man's condition and found that his condition was quite serious. He had a sudden cerebral infarction and was accompanied by cerebral hemorrhage. Moreover, the bleeding site was deep and the risk of surgery was extremely high.
What's even worse is that the old man's brain cells have been damaged, and even if he is saved, there will be serious sequelae. This is probably the reason why the doctor did not choose surgery.
In an instant, he had a treatment plan in his mind. He pressed a hand on the old man's head, stimulating the purple energy to enter the brain meridians.
The therapeutic effect of purple Qi is more than ten times stronger than the original golden Qi. As soon as it enters the brain, it begins to quickly repair damaged brain cells.
At the same time, Wu Bei activated his "eyesight" to control the thrombus blocking the blood vessel and move it against the blood flow. Because it is an artery, the farther back it is, the larger the blood vessel becomes.
Finally, he pulled the thromboembolism into a superficial artery, and then used a spade-shaped gold needle to cut a slit in the blood vessel and remove the embolus.
Immediately, he used purple energy to quickly repair the damaged blood vessels.
The whole process took less than two minutes. Then, he pierced the old man's brain with a golden needle, reaching the bleeding point. With the golden needle, a line of blood flew out, and the intracranial pressure dropped. The old man's eyes rolled a few times.
It seems he is about to wake up.
Wu Bei continued to massage his brain with his hands, and the purple energy continued to penetrate. Ten minutes later, the old man sighed softly.
He quickly stepped away, stretched out his hand to pat the female nurse, and then jumped out of the window.
The female nurse opened her eyes and quickly looked towards the window. At this moment, the old man on the bed actually sat up. With clear eyes, he asked the female nurse: "Where am I?"
The female nurse was surprised and happy, and said: "Old sir, this is the First Affiliated Hospital. You were seriously ill and were admitted to the hospital... I will call the doctor..."
Downstairs in the hospital, Wu Bei was sitting on a stone chair, pricking up his ears and listening to the sounds coming from the ward.
The attending doctor arrived together with the dean and director. After checking various data, everyone was extremely shocked. It was obviously an extremely serious cerebral infarction and cerebral hemorrhage, so why did it suddenly recover?
The attending doctor's face was filled with surprise and confusion. He asked Li Yundou: "Mr. Li, how do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Li Yundou said calmly: "I feel very good, my mind is clear, and I feel like I am ten years younger. Doctor, don't you say that my condition is serious? What's going on?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. It’s impossible! For such a serious disease, even the world’s top medical institutions cannot treat it to this extent!
The female nurse hesitated for a moment, then suddenly whispered: "Old sir, someone seems to have been here before."
Li Yundou's heart moved. Before he woke up, he vaguely heard someone talking to him. He asked: "Little girl, you said someone has been here. Who is it?"
The female nurse quickly said: "A man, in his early twenties, very energetic, but I don't remember what happened after that. I seemed to have slept for a while, and when I woke up, the old man was already awake."
Li Yundou has been working in shopping malls for more than half a century, and his wisdom and experience are far beyond ordinary people. He immediately knew that the matter was not simple, so he asked the doctor present: "Can you tell me about my illness?"
The director quickly explained his condition and treatment plan. They told Li Yundou that his illness was extremely serious and the risk of surgery was extremely high, so the hospital adopted a conservative treatment plan.
After Li Yundou asked clearly, he said: "Thank you for your hard work, I want to take a rest and don't let anyone in for the time being."
The dean and others quickly bowed and left, leaving only the female nurse in the ward.
Li Yundou smiled at her and said, "Little girl, do you still remember what time it was when that person came in?"
This female nurse was a careful person. She thought for a moment and said, "It should be around six-twenty, because the dressing was to be changed at that time, so I took a look at the time."
Li Yundou's eyes shone brightly and he said: "When I woke up, I also looked at the time, six thirty-seven. In other words, during these seventeen minutes, someone had been here. And my illness disappeared inexplicably, and soon
It might have something to do with it.”
The female nurse was surprised: "Old sir, are you saying that it was that person who cured your disease?"
Li Yundou smiled and said: "Apart from this, is there a more reasonable explanation? Okay, go and call my family in."
"OK."
When he heard the voices of his grandfather's family coming from the ward, Wu Bei got up and left. The purpose of his coming here was to cure his grandfather's illness. Now that his purpose was achieved, it was time for him to leave.
Although he is a blood relative of the Li family, recognizing relatives is a major event that requires time and necessary preparations. He cannot recognize his grandfather yet.
It was already dark, and he planned to stay one night in Yundong and return home early tomorrow morning.
He checked into a hotel not far from the hospital and then ran to the street to eat.
The whole street is full of Yundong delicacies, including rice rolls, shrimp dumplings, Zhuangyuan Jidi porridge, Luo Han Zhai, and clay pot rice.
As the saying goes, Nandu food is famous all over the world, and Yundong cuisine is one of the eight major cuisines. Wu Bei has been talking since he hit the streets, buying something here and something there.
He roasted goose with his left hand and pig's feet with his right hand. He ate very happily. When he walked to the middle of the street, he met a red-haired ghost man walking towards him with a young girl in his arms. His hand directly went into the girl's pants.
The girl's face turned red, but she did not resist. Instead, she looked at the ghost man flatteringly.
The red-haired ghost guy was so busy touching Wu Bei that he didn't notice Wu Bei on the other side, and ended up bumping into him. The opponent's head was bigger than Wu Bei's, but with this collision, the ghost guy seemed to have hit a big mountain, and a wave of
The inner strength shook him away.
The ghost man was furious and pointed at Wu Bei's nose and cursed: "Damn it, are you blind?"
"You're blind!" Wu Bei saw that he was unhappy, and saw that he was swearing, so he kicked him in the crotch.
The ghost guy opened his mouth wide, covered his crotch and slowly squatted down. After a few seconds, he screamed like a woman.
Wu Bei stuffed the half-eaten pig's feet into his big mouth, then patted his face: "Don't cry, I'll give you the pig's feet to eat."
People around laughed, but the girl was extremely excited. She grabbed Wu Bei's clothes and said, "You can't leave! Peter is a noble American. You are responsible for hurting him!"
"Are you sure?" Wu Bei looked at her and asked calmly.
The woman said angrily: "Of course! Peter is a promising artist. If you beat an artist, the law will punish you severely!"
Wu Bei ate the remaining roast goose in several bites, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
A few minutes later, a patrol car stopped and several police officers got out. They had just received a call that there was an officer handling the case in the middle of the street and they needed their assistance.
"Sir!" These people saluted and stood upright.
Wu Bei nodded. He first showed his ID card from the Ministry of Public Security and said, "This person is a drug dealer. Take him back and investigate him carefully."
The woman was anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about? Peter can't possibly sell drugs..."
However, she swallowed back her next words because Wu Bei took out a bag of methamphetamine from the pocket of Peter's underwear, which was a full one or two hundred grams!
