Liu Ping nodded seriously, "Acupuncture and prescription."

"Traditional Chinese Medicine? When can traditional Chinese medicine be arrogant?"

A Chinese medicine doctor was full of contempt and mocked him.

Liu Ping looked at Gu Yi calmly, "Uncle Gu, you decide what to do."

The room was silent, and everyone was looking at Gu Yi quietly.

Gu Yi was silent for a few minutes, looking at Yin Zhanhe, and his tone was heavy, "Professor Yin, is what Liu Ping said true?"

Yin Zhanhe looked embarrassed. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had to nod and explained helplessly, "The potential of using hormones to stimulate organs does have unpredictable consequences. Mr. Gu has a certain chance to wake up."

Gu Yi suddenly widened his eyes, "Professor Yin, what you mean is that there is a certain chance of not being able to wake up."

Yin Zhanhe nodded helplessly, "When there are other methods, we will not use hormones to stimulate Mr. Gu's organs' potential."

Gu Yi turned his head and looked at Liu Ping, "Xiao Liu, tell me the truth, how sure are you?"

Liu Ping smiled, "Old Gu is now a little god and a five-decline. It is not troublesome to treat it, but it will take one to two months to recover. If you do not treat it in time, you will enter the five-decline of the god and a five-decline of the god and a five-decline of the gods and a fairy will be unable to save it."

An expert looked at Liu Ping with contempt, "Young people, you must be self-aware. I want to see how you saved Mr. Gu."

Gu Yi was full of expectations and held Liu Ping's hands tightly, "You mean, do you have a way to cure the old man?"

Liu Ping nodded solemnly.

Gu Yi asked anxiously, "What do I need to prepare?"

Liu Ping wrote three prescriptions, put them in numbers, and handed them to Gu Yi, "The municipal hospital must have a Chinese medicine department, boil the medicine immediately. Take two sets of silver needles."

Gu Yi took the prescription and took a look, turned around and handed it to his sister Gu Jia, "Jiajia, you go and arrange it, the faster the better."

Yin Zhanhe sneered, "Can I watch?"

Liu Ping nodded indifferently, "You can all stay here, but don't bother me."

Gu Yi patted Liu Ping on the shoulder heavily, "I've given it to you by the old man, no one dares to disturb you."

The nurse walked into the ward with two boxes of silver needles and alcohol lamps.

After Liu Ping disinfected all the silver needles, he first stabbed four silver needles into Mr. Gu's head, unbuttoned Mr. Gu's clothes, and worked with the nurse to take off his clothes, grabbed several silver needles, and quickly stabbed into the acupoints on Mr. Gu's upper body to protect the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys of the organs, and slow down the failure rate of the organs.

Liu Ping used his heart and used his heart to hold Gu Lao's pulse door with his left hand, and the internal force slowly entered Gu Lao's body to warm the organs; he pinched the silver needle that pierced Gu Lao's body with his right hand, and slowly injected internal force to clear the meridians.

An hour later, the monitor tweeted.

"Look, your heartbeat is accelerating."

"Blood pressure has risen, and it is almost approaching normal levels."

"A blood color appeared on Mr. Gu's face."

Gu Yi and Gu Min were full of expectations and kept rubbing their hands, not daring to make a sound.

Liu Ping felt that Mr. Gu's organ function was slowly recovering, so he turned his head to look at the nurse, "No. 1 medicine juice, intravenous injection."

The nurse immediately picked up the syringe and injected No. 1 medicine into Mr. Gu's vein.

Liu Ping continued to activate his internal force to warm Mr. Gu’s organs. After half an hour, he said to the nurse: “Prepare a urine jar and a shit pad.”

After a while, Mr. Gu ruled out the crimson urine and foul-smelling feces.

Liu Ping breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off the sweat beads from his face. Although his face was pale, he was full of smiles. "Old Gu's life is saved. Nurse, No. 2 and No. 3 medicine juices were injected intravenously."

Gu Yi asked in a low voice: "Xiao Liu, when will the old man wake up?"

Liu Ping smiled and explained, "I lit the old man's sleeping hole and let him sleep for a while, which is conducive to restoring the function of the organs."

Gu Yi saw that the data on the monitor was normal, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Liu Ping took out half of his body from his bag, broke off a piece the size of his thumb, and wrote a prescription to Gu Jia, "Auntie, ginseng, medicinal materials and black chicken wings to make soup together. After boiling on high heat, simmer it on low heat for four hours. I'll wait for you here."

Gu Jia took the ginseng and the prescription and walked out quickly.

Gu Yi picked up the small half of the ginseng in Liu Ping's hand and looked carefully. An incredible look appeared in his eyes, "This is the ginseng of the year, at least fifty years."

Liu Ping smiled embarrassedly, "I haven't asked about the year given by my friend."

Western medicine experts, including Yin Zhanhe, felt that their faces were so painful that they were beaten. They were not allowed to leave, nor were they not allowed to leave.

Yin Zhanhe looked at Liu Ping respectfully with embarrassment, "Doctor Liu, how did you do it? Can you tell us?"

A cold light flashed in Liu Ping's eyes, and he stared at Yin Zhanhe coldly, "You don't understand traditional Chinese medicine, I don't blame you. But you shouldn't look down on the national treasures that our ancestors have passed down for thousands of years. If you push them for a hundred years or even two hundred years, where is Western medicine?"

Several old Chinese doctors didn't know how to refute, and they all blushed and lowered their heads.

Liu Ping's sharp eyes swept across the faces of several experts, and his tone was cold, "Ignorance is not a fault, but ignorance still has to come out to pretend to be B, that's the problem."

Gu Yi felt the atmosphere was strange and hurriedly changed the topic, "Xiao Liu, you are exhausted all the way, let's go have a drink."

Liu Ping smiled and shook his head, "Wait a moment, I will check it again after Mr. Gu drinks the chicken soup."

Yin Zhanhe sighed inwardly, and was embarrassed and took other experts to leave the ward.

Liu Ping sat cross-legged on a chair in the corner of the wall, "I'll take a break, my aunt comes back and wake me up."

A trace of brightness flashed in Gu Yi's eyes, attached to Tian Caihan's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Liu Ping knows how to kung fu? Did he use his internal strength to treat the old man just now?"

Tian Caihan nodded seriously, "Liu Ping is not only excellent in medical skills, but also has a better kung fu. He is now the chief fighting instructor of the Jiangcheng Police Station."

Gu Jia walked into the ward with a food box, looked at Liu Ping who was exercising his skills and breathing, and his gaze fell on Gu Yi's face.

Tian Caihan walked to Liu Ping and gently patted Liu Ping on the shoulder.

Liu Ping slowly opened his eyes, landed on the ground with his feet, walked to Gu Jia, opened the food box and sniffed it, and nodded with satisfaction, "The heat is good, the chicken soup is very light, suitable for Mr. Gu."

Liu Ping pulled out all the silver needles from Mr. Gu.

Cough, cough...

Mr. Gu slowly opened his eyes and coughed a few times. He felt deeply relieved when he saw his children around him. He exhaled a long breath, "I'm suffocating."

Liu Ping helped Mr. Gu to sit up slowly, "Old man, take a deep breath."

After taking several deep breaths in a row, Liu Ping held Mr. Gu and his mouth was facing the ground, "You dodge, Mr. Gu wants to vomit."

Gu Yi and others hurriedly stopped.

Liu Ping's internal force entered his left palm and slapped Mr. Gu's back.

puff……

Mr. Gu opened his mouth and sprayed thick phlegm, which was mixed with dark blood clots.

call……

Old Gu breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but praise, "It feels so comfortable, the young man has good medical skills."

Liu Ping nodded, picked up the food box, gave it a bowl of chicken soup, and handed it to Mr. Gu, "Old man, let's drink it."

Gudu Gudu...

Mr. Gu drank all the chicken soup in one breath and looked at Liu Ping seriously, "Little guy, tell me the truth, how long can I live?"

Liu Ping checked Mr. Gu's pulse and looked at Mr. Gu, "Mr., you can't be willful anymore in the future, let alone drink secretly."

Mr. Gu's face was flushed and he looked at Liu Ping in confusion, "Did you see it?"

Liu Ping smiled, "Old man, if you listen to me, you can not only drink, but also live for at least ten years."

Mr. Gu stared at Liu Ping with wide eyes, "If you dare to lie to me, I will hit you ass."

Liu Ping looked at Mr. Gu with a smile, "Then do you listen to me?"

"As long as you have wine, I will definitely listen to you." Mr. Gu answered without hesitation.
Chapter completed!