Practitioners are different from ordinary people. They can use the cultivation techniques to guide the true energy in the body, control this innate true energy to continuously absorb energy from the outside world, and let the true energy continue to grow and grow.

When cultivation reaches a certain level and the true energy in the meridians reaches a saturated state and cannot hold more true energy, a larger container is needed to hold the true energy, and this container is the Dantian.

Once the Dantian is opened up and there is enough room for the true energy, the amount of true energy will be continuously expanded again. Until the amount of true energy contained in the Dantian reaches saturation, another container will be found.

Ding Ning guessed that this container was the middle dantian, but as a person who had not even practiced dantian yet, he was not sure about the truth. He could only be sure on that day.

This caused some changes in Ding Ning's attitude towards cultivation, which had always been unconcerned. It was not that he wanted to practice more advancedly, but that he felt that with Dantian, the fullness of his true energy would definitely allow him to persist in treatment for a longer period of time.

, save more people's lives. In the final analysis, he is not a brave and ruthless person at heart. He prefers saving people rather than killing people.

Especially the first glimpse into the mysteries of the human body made him feel very novel and very interested.

He believes that every independent living entity is a small universe containing infinite mysteries. It absorbs the energy of the universe and constantly strengthens itself. This may be the direction of human evolution.

During the primitive society, the average life span of primitive people was only ten or twenty years. However, with the development of civilization, human beings are also constantly evolving, and the average life span has reached seventy or eighty years.

This is the mystery of life, mysterious, mysterious and full of infinite evolutionary space. He thinks this is a good research topic.

The help that allows him to maintain his life research is cultivation. Only when he reaches a certain level of cultivation can he live longer and have more time to study the meaning of life.

Facial features, bones, flesh and blood, fat, meridians, acupuncture points, internal organs, brain, cells, genes... Every component of the human body contains endless secrets, which makes him intoxicated and full of desire to explore.

He became more and more curious about the origin of the stone man who gave him super powers. It seemed to be a specimen of the evolution of life, explaining the secrets of the human body and marking the direction of human evolution.

Thoughts were running through his mind, but they did not delay the movements of his hands at all. Connecting the broken meridians was much simpler than resetting the broken bones. After all, the stone man's meridian map had a clear positioning of each meridian. He only needed to follow the instructions.

The meridian diagram connects these meridians step by step with zhen qi, stimulating the automatic movement of zhen qi in Wang Guoliang's body and repairing itself.

As the meridians continued to connect, Wang Guoliang's expression became more and more painful, but his eyes were full of ecstasy. Only consciousness showed that Ding Ning's treatment method was effective.

Although Ding Ning was so absorbed that he forgot to use his pulse-cutting hand to block his nerves for pain relief, but compared to spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair, Wang Guoliang would rather the pain was twice as severe as this unbearable pain.

He gritted his teeth and endured the heart-pounding pain, fearing to disturb Ding Ning. He also waved to Fang Mingyang, who was idle in a daze, and motioned for him to cover his mouth with a towel.

Fang Mingguang looked at Ding Ning in a daze as if he was in a daze. Seeing Wang Guoliang's reaction, he was suddenly surprised. He picked up a towel before Nurse Liu and stuffed it into Wang Guoliang's mouth, and finally found it for himself.

A job - helping Wang Guoliang wipe his sweat.

Nurse Liu's eyes had already started to have pink hearts. Wang Guoliang showed that she knew exactly what this meant.

This handsome, handsome and tall Dr. Ning Hai is not bragging. His treatment is really effective. A patient with necrotic muscle tissue and no consciousness feels unbearable pain, which is enough to explain the problem.

Similarly, Wang Guoliang's performance also made the trolls outside the operating room and on the Internet collectively lose their voices. Is he really conscious? Is this a miracle? Or is it hype?

It has to be said that there are always some people in this society who don't like the good things of others, and they start to spread rumors again, slandering Ding Ning and jointly promoting it with the military hospital in an attempt to become famous in one fell swoop.

It's just that this non-mainstream view was quickly annihilated among the huge Internet army who suddenly woke up and changed their views.

Words of praise such as miracle doctors, geniuses, miracles, legends, and myths flooded the entire Internet as if they were free, and those questioning voices no longer had any ground to exist.

Look, the netizens of the Kingdom of China are so cute. Their ability to adapt to the wind has been mastered and reached the pinnacle.

After all, who can live without a headache? People would rather see a real miracle doctor appear. At least they would have hope when their family members encounter illness.

A netizen named Yuguo Tianqing became Ding Ning's first fan, and took advantage of this craze to organize a Ding Ning fan support group.

The fan support group developed at an extremely terrifying speed. Before the treatment was over, the number of members of the fan group exceeded one hundred thousand, and it continued to grow crazily.

Ding Ning's appearance, which had not received special attention before, has also become the focus. Complimentary words such as handsome, handsome, dedicated, tall and so on have once again broken through the sky and occupied all the pages of the Internet.

Countless pink girls screamed "Husband, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

Ding Ning instantly had a tendency to become a national husband and became the hottest topic on the Internet, making a rich second generation who had already become a national husband feel a strong threat.

And Xiao Nuo, who was always paying attention to the online discussions on his mobile phone, felt as if he had eaten wild hawthorn. He pouted his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "You stinking scoundrel, are you satisfied now? So many women call you that."

Husband, you must be feeling happy."

Ding Ning finally woke up when Wang Guoliang, who was sweating profusely and his lips were bitten and bleeding, couldn't help but let out a low roar in pain. He knew what kind of terrible pain it would be when connecting nerves, but Wang Guoliang could endure it.

It's really amazing so far.

Smiling at him apologetically: "Sorry, I was negligent. I will give you anesthesia now!"

"Anesthesia? I'm going to ask an anesthesiologist now."

Fang Mingyang always thought that Ding Ning did not anesthetize Wang Guoliang because the nervous system could not be anesthetized during the connection. He felt pain when he saw Wang Guoliang suffering and enduring.

Hearing Ding Ning's words, he realized that he had forgotten to anesthetize him. He was really caring.

Immediately volunteering to hire an anesthesiologist, several anesthesiologists in the hospital were refreshed and geared up. If they could become the anesthesiologists during Ding Ning's treatment, it would be of infinite benefit to increase their popularity. Didn't look at the Internet

How popular is the video of Shang Ding Ning’s treatment? The number of views has almost exceeded 100 million, and the number of reprints has exceeded 1 million.

"No, I use traditional Chinese medicine anesthesia!"

Ding Ning had been prepared since the hospital had to monitor the entire treatment process and advertise the pulse-cutting anesthesia method. He was so able to miss such an opportunity.

At Ninghai Hu's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Hu, who were drinking tea, looked at each other with happy smiles on their faces. Mr. Hu laughed and said:

"Our little senior brother is so awesome. There is so much noise, it turns out it's an advertisement."

"No matter whether the little brother is sincere in advertising, this method of traditional Chinese medicine anesthesia will definitely become popular. It seems that our recruitment of volunteers will have to speed up."

Zhang Lao stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of unabashed admiration.

"Hehe, when I think of those bastards who were arrogant and then respectful on the phone, I want to laugh. They don't believe my old man's vision. I'm dumbfounded now. Each one of them is short, and the one who calls "affectionate"

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Mr. Hu said with a proud smile.

"Who says it's not the case? At the beginning, he said that he was a little liar and that he was still a young boy. Damn, he changed his words smoothly. When the traditional Chinese medicine anesthesia method is implemented, these little bastards will see the benefits and they will not accept it.

I’m holding my little senior brother’s thigh and calling him “Master,” haha.”

Mr. Zhang was also proud of You and laughed happily.

Mr. Hu's expression became serious: "Anyway, I have to thank my junior brother this time. What he did has paved the way for the rise of our traditional Chinese medicine and demonstrated the magic of our traditional Chinese medicine. I believe that the decline of traditional Chinese medicine has

The situation will be reversed, which is good news for us practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yes, but with only the support of the two of us, we are still a bit weak. I think we should invite those old guys to cheer for our junior brother and use some of the remaining energy for the vigorous development of our traditional Chinese medicine career."

Mr. Zhang also suppressed his smile and suggested seriously.

Mr. Hu looked hesitant, pondered for a moment, and said through gritted teeth: "Humph, I still remember Mr. Jiang's ugly face. If it weren't for the overall situation, I wouldn't bother to deal with him."

Mr. Zhang said funny: "Mr. Hu, you have been fighting for your whole life. Although Mr. Jiang has a weird temper and likes to quarrel with you, his love for Chinese medicine is no less than that of you and me. I think he will take the overall situation into consideration."

"You make the arrangements. I get upset when I mention that old thing. Let's launch a seminar in your name first, and then we will discuss it in detail."

Mr. Hu said still looking unhappy.

"That won't work. I think it's better to send the invitation letter in the name of the two of us plus the younger senior brother. I don't have that much face alone."

A sly smile flashed in Mr. Zhang's eyes. Mr. Jiang has a weird temper. Most people can't invite him. Only when Mr. Hu, an old rival, is there, he will come all over the place just to say something to Mr. Hu.

, this special hobby has long spread throughout the medical community.

Mr. Hu glanced sideways at him and pointed at him with his finger in a state of confusion: "You, you, just use me. That old guy and I were enemies in the previous life. Don't you be afraid that he will come and embarrass my junior brother?"

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Mr. Zhang looked like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and smiled like an old fox: "Real gold is not afraid of fire. Young senior brother is a man of real ability. What is there to be afraid of? Let young senior brother give Mr. Jiang a good beating when the time comes."

I’ll give you some face, and it’ll help you get back some ground.”

Mr. Hu's eyes lit up and he suddenly smiled: "Okay, okay, why didn't I think that I would ask my junior brother to fight him to death to see if he still dares to be arrogant? Hahahaha, what a great idea, what a great idea."

"Then it's settled. Once my junior brother completes his treatment, I will prepare. This grand event in the field of Chinese medicine must not have been held for twenty years."

Mr. Zhang said with some sadness.

"Yes, I hope I still have the opportunity to see our traditional medicine stand on top of the world again and let everyone recognize the greatness and magic of traditional Chinese medicine."

Mr. Hu was filled with emotion and said sadly.
Chapter completed!