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Chapter 345 Who will be responsible if something bad happens?!

"Who has forgotten his roots! Hua Tuo can operate on others, but you are not Hua Tuo!" Chen Yuanyuan said coldly.

"Haha! Shut your mouth and you will know after watching." Ye Fengyun said coldly.

"Okay, I want to see how you perform the operation!" Chen Yuanyuan also snorted coldly.

When the doctor heard Ye Fengyun asked for a scalpel, he pointed to a table next to him and said, "The scalpel is right there. You can take it yourself."

Ye Fengyun glanced at the scalpel on the table and said, "Okay."

Ye Fengyun was not in a hurry to use the knife to operate on the old man. Instead, he took out a silver needle from his body and pierced it into Mr. Li's temple. Then, he held the silver needle and used it to pour something into the old man's head. Infused with a trace of vitality...

The reason why he did this was to use his true energy to anesthetize the old man's head so that he could operate on him.

This kind of anesthesia is much better than using anesthetics.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Ye Fengyun doing acupuncture with sarcasm on their faces.

Especially Chen Yuanyuan, couldn't help but shout again: "Ye Fengyun, what the hell are you doing! The old man has a bullet in his head. If he wants to have an operation, he needs anesthesia and surgery! Why are you giving him acupuncture?"

"Shut up!!"

Ye Fengyun glared at Chen Yuanyuan and shouted.

"you!"

Chen Yuanyuan was so angry at Ye Fengyun that she shut her mouth.

Ye Fengyun poured Qi into the old man's head, instantly anesthetizing many of the nerves in his brain...

Next, he can operate on the old man!

To be honest, Ye Fengyun often operated on patients when he was in the countryside.

And, there was never a single failure.

Ye Fengyun used acupuncture and Qi to anesthetize the old man's brain nerves, and then took a scalpel from the side.

He circulated Qi throughout his body, and the Qi quickly passed over the scalpel, sterilizing it.

After disinfection, Ye Fengyun held the scalpel firmly and slashed towards the lower part of the old man's temple...

"stop!!"

Just when Ye Fengyun was about to cut the knife into his skin, Chen Yuanyuan's sharp shout suddenly came. At the same time, several other doctors also shouted: "Stop!"

Ye Fengyun's hand shook and he almost moved his position. He looked at those people with cold eyes and said, "What are your names?"

Chen Yuanyuan said angrily with a pretty face: "Ye Fengyun, you are crazy! You don't even understand the most basic surgical process? To operate on a patient, you have to give the patient anesthesia. Now, you directly operate on the patient, are you going to do it?" Does it hurt the patient to death?"

"That's right! You're the only one who's a doctor. You're so stupid. You don't even know how to administer anesthesia! I think you haven't cured the patient yet, but you've hurt the patient to death first!"

"Trash! You are not worthy of treating me at all, get out!"

"What kind of thing is this that President Li invited? It's just a half-baked job!"

"..."

Everyone shouted angrily at Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun looked at them and sneered: "I have already anesthetized the patient."

"What? Have you been anesthetized? When did you get anesthesia?" Others asked in confusion.

Ye Fengyun pointed at the silver needle and said, "Don't you see my acupuncture? My acupuncture is anesthesia!"

"You're talking... nonsense! How can acupuncture anesthetize a patient?"

"That's right! If acupuncture can provide anesthesia, then why do you need an anesthesiologist?"

"This kid doesn't understand shit!"

"Hey, forget it! Since he insists on operating on the old man, let him do it. Anyway, if the old man has a problem, it's not our fault!"

"makes sense……"

Everyone said one after another.
Chapter completed!
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