As soon as Song Li opened his mouth, the audience was shocked, and even the security guard temporarily stopped.

There was blood on his forehead, his face was pale, and his right hand was still shaking. A man who couldn't even cure himself actually had a twelve injections.

No one looked down on Song Li, and they all thought he was bragging.

Director Wang is the hospital's director of traditional Chinese medicine and a Chinese medicine expert. He is ranked among the top students across the country. He can't even help him. There is still someone who dares to brag in front of him.

Although the occasion is serious and Director Wang doesn't want to laugh, he still can't help it.

"Haha, don't make me laugh. Do you know what I'm talking about? Do you think it's just a twelve silver needles and just do it? It's so simple. What do we Chinese medicine experts do? Any nurse can get better than me."

Song Li did not speak and tried to control his right hand, but the sequelae of PTSD was too serious and he could not control it at all.

Not only can't control it, it's also getting worse and worse, and it's shaking even harder.

"I tell you the truth, it's not that I'm boasting. I'm a well-known Chinese medicine expert in the country. I can rank at least the top ten. Even I can only do seven acupuncture points. I'm not just poking them seven times. If you want your father-in-law to die sooner, I can let you in and try it. You don't even know where the Tanzhong acupoint is."

Director Wang looked at him coldly, and his words were full of ridicule.

"In the chest, the midpoint of the line between the two chests, it is mainly used to treat chest pain and abdominal pain. What I said is right? Director Wang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine."

Song Li raised his left hand and accurately pointed out the location of Tan Zhong acupoint.

Director Wang was embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

"A normal person knows such a simple acupoint, it's no big deal. If you say you have studied traditional Chinese medicine, then you should have registered with the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. What is your name? Let me check if you are qualified to practice medicine!"

Director Wang didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. Such a suspected waste also understood Chinese medicine.

"No registration, our family is an old Chinese doctor, so there is no need to register!"

To be honest, Song Li said that their Song family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and the old man is well-known throughout the country, so he doesn't need to register for such qualifications.

Director Wang sneered repeatedly and disagreed.

"Then you are a wandering doctor. Traditional Chinese medicine is corrupted by you, who don't know how to understand. If you don't know, you can make an axe on the board door and twelve needles, it's harder than climbing the sky. Your hands are shaking so much. Not to mention twelve needles, one can't be pricked. Don't waste time. You quickly transfer to the hospital, Xiao Li, and invite them out."

The onlookers burst into laughter, and no one was optimistic about Song Li.

"Look at him, his hands are still shaking, and he seems to have a disease. What is Parkinson's name is like."

"I'm still a Chinese medicine doctor because I'm increasingly suspicious that they're a doctor!"

"Get out of here, it will affect the doctor's treatment. Your family members need to be saved, so our family members don't need to be saved. How can you be so selfish?"

"Call out!"

I don’t know who took the lead and shouted, and the onlookers were filled with righteous indignation and took the initiative to drive Shen Qin and Zhou Muxue away.

The two of them were weak and could not stop them at all.

Song Li couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Director Wang, since you don't believe me, I am willing to sign the accident responsibility letter. If there is any problem, we will be responsible for it. It will definitely not affect your hospital's reputation. As long as you send a qualified surgeon to cooperate with me!"

Song left the conditions, but Director Wang still refused.

"I'm sorry, I don't have this qualification. I won't hand over the future of the hospital doctor to your wild path. It will harm others and ruin others' future."

Seeing that there was not much time, Zhou Muxue gritted her teeth and whispered: "Song Li, I believe you, but they refused. Why don't we just transfer to the hospital?"

"Mu Xue, you don't understand. You can't transfer to the hospital. As long as your dad leaves the hospital, he will definitely die!"

Song Li said it right. None of the other hospitals in Yunhe can be saved. If you want to transfer the hospital, you can only go to the province or Yanjing's large hospital.

But the journey was long and the ambulance was bumpy all the way, and the ribs were very likely to continue deeper. People might die before they were sent to the hospital.

Even if it is transported by helicopters, it will not be able to be mobilized in a short time.

When Chen Qin heard this, she cried even harder and knelt down again for help.

"Director Wang, just show your compassion and send someone to help my son-in-law. He really understands medical skills. I saw her cure an elder sister with my own eyes."

"Why are you doing this? Isn't this a scoundrel? No one, go away quickly!"

Director Wang was so angry that he was filled with anger.

"Director Wang, who said no one was? I am willing to sign the operation. If any accident occurs, I will resign voluntarily and will not affect the hospital's selection."

At this moment, Dr. An walked out of the crowd with his eyes firm.

He just came to see the patient, but unexpectedly heard Song Li's words.

He didn't believe that Song Li would get twelve needles, but he wanted to give it a try. He was a living person, not a pig or a dog, and he couldn't watch him die and did nothing himself.

Director Wang was extremely angry, but there were many people watching, so he couldn't stop him.

"Okay, so many people are watching. If something happens, you will be responsible for it yourself. You have no relationship with the hospital. I don't care about this matter anymore!"

Half an hour later, the operating room.

Everything was ready, Zhou Dahai was unconscious and was sent to the operating table.

Due to excessive blood loss, his face was pale and his body twitched slightly.

Not to mention this municipal-level Grade A hospital, even if it is sent to Yanjing, no one will dare to treat it.

Song Li changed his clothes and tried to hold a needle.

Due to the shaking of his right hand, he did not hold it several times. When the silver needle fell to the ground, a crisp sound of metal hitting it.

"I can't even hold the needles in a slap. I see how you stab it. This is a typical Parkinson's syndrome. I'd better treat you yourself first. I'm afraid you will kill your father-in-law with one injection."

Without outsiders, Director Wang does not need to disguise and sarcasticly.

Dr. An saw it and shook his head and said, "Director Wang, it's not Parkinson. I've seen his outpatient records, which should be a typical post-traumatic stress disorder."

"Oh, that's even more awesome. If you accidentally stab your father-in-law to death, you will be positive. Maybe you can cure his shaking problem."

The nurses present were all little girls. Although they knew they shouldn't laugh, they still couldn't help but make a slight laugh.

"Director Wang still speaks so humorously!"

"Don't you think Director Wang is too much? His father-in-law is still lying on the operating table, so he just said this."

"Normal, Director Wang is like this, Professor in front of others, beast behind others, have you heard that he wanted to invite Xiao Liu from obstetrics and gynecology to dinner last week, but he was rejected by someone."

"Worry, you don't want to be stumbling anymore. Director Wang is a big celebrity around the dean. The massage technique is very good!"

Everyone laughed and stopped talking.

Song Li thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, picked up the scalpel, and ruthlessly pointed it at his arm, and blood flowed out, shocking.

The little nurse was stunned and panicked.

"What are you doing? You want to harm yourself? What you have signed an agreement and anything happens to us has nothing to do with our hospital. Don't think you can rely on us!"

Director Wang cursed and was alert.

Song Li raised his left hand and slaughtered three needles at an extremely fast speed.

After three injections, not only did the arm stop bleeding, but the shaking of the right hand was relieved.

Director Wang looked shocked and completely confused, unable to believe his eyes.

Bloodletting stimulates nerve expansion, and needle acupuncture delays blood flow.

The last needle is a magical stroke on the Tianjing acupoint, which can cause erectile dysfunction in the arm and temporarily relieve the symptoms of hand tremor.

Although I can do it myself, I can't think of it at all.

This guy is simply a genius, and he can come up with such a solution!

Could it be that he really knows twelve needles?

This hand shocked Director Wang, who believed that Song Li understood Chinese medicine.

But if he can say that he can do twelve injections, he still doesn't believe it. Even the Song family, the number one in Yanjing, cannot do it. This young man cannot be more powerful than the Song family.

Song Li held his breath and concentrated his luck.

Twelve acupuncture is difficult, and it is even more difficult to puncture the acupoint at the same time. Although the shaking of the right hand is controlled, it is even more difficult to grasp the force accurately.

The father-in-law lying on the operating table was Mu Xue's father-in-law, and he had to succeed.

Cold sweat began to drip, confused Song Li's eyes, and he didn't even bother to wipe them.

Director Wang shook his head again and said sarcastically: "Why, you're so scared. It's a matter of twelve injections. Anyway, it's all the same. It's the same as early or late. I said that no one in the country can do twelve injections. You have to show off your strength and suffer the consequences."

"Director Wang, shut up the fuck!"

Song Li couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly, with a strange color flashing in his eyes, and twelve needles were taken as well.
Chapter completed!