I bow to thank you for your support. In just a few hours, the monthly ticket price has skyrocketed. Everyone, Lian Daihua, continue to work hard. I will also work hard to strive for greater success."
Now Yu Ziqing's cultivation has improved a lot compared to the last time on the train. Strands of real hair immediately penetrated into the old man's brain like countless tentacles, feeding back the information clearly, and soon it was in Yu Ziqing's mind.
form a three-dimensional picture
This kind of exploration of the human brain with true energy seems simple, but in fact, the brain nerves are so fragile, how can they withstand the random collision of true energy? If not for Yu Ziqing, he was once the Golden Immortal of the Four Brahma Heavens and had experiences that ordinary people could never imagine.
With today's cultivation level, how can one use true energy to explore the state of the brain? In fact, even a master in the world of cultivation may not be able to do this.
This is a digression. After Yu Ziqing explored it, he withdrew his hand and frowned slightly in thought.
The old man's condition is even worse than what Dean Zhou said. The tumor is not only larger, but has also metastasized intracranially. For Yu Ziqing, it is not difficult to remove the tumor. What is difficult is to allow the old man to return to normal after surgery.
"Mr. Yu, my father's situation is like a plow," Deputy Mayor Tang asked softly.
"The situation is worse than what Dean Zhou said. Intracranial metastasis has already occurred." Yu Ziqing raised his head and said calmly.
"Even the instrument can't detect clearly. How can you find it clearly after just touching it like this?" Director Tang couldn't help but question with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Director Tang was extremely restrained. If Director Zhou hadn't mentioned what happened on the train, he would have even cursed him for farting.
Indeed, Yu Ziqing's words and actions are beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding, and he looks like a magic stick
Yu Ziqing glanced at Director Tang with some displeasure, then took out four silver needles from his shoulder bag and said calmly: "If it wasn't for Dean Zhou's sake, you wouldn't even invite me in an eight-carat sedan chair.
use"
What Yu Ziqing said is true. Although he is not a villain, he is definitely not a merciful saint. If he really wants to save anyone, I am afraid he will die of exhaustion in his life.
Director Tang had never been ridiculed so mercilessly by such a young boy. He couldn't help but jumped up and said: Boy, if you are playing tricks, I will definitely not let you go."
Dean Zhou's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and Vice Mayor Tang immediately reprimanded: "Lao San, why are you talking? Why don't you apologize to Mr. Yu?"
Although Deputy Mayor Tang rebuked Director Tang, it was not difficult to see from his expression that he was actually doubting that this matter was too mysterious.
Director Tang suddenly came back to his senses. The young man in front of him who looked like a magic stick was his father's only hope. He gritted his teeth, hugged his fists at Yu Ziqing and said, "Mr. Yu, what Tang said just now
It's a bit too much, but I still say the same old thing, if you are playing tricks on me, I will never tolerate it, but if you can really save my father, I will kowtow to you and admit your mistake. From now on, as long as it is what you, Mr. Yu, order, whether it is going to the knife.
I, Tang Yongdong, will handle it for you even under the fire and sea."
Yu Ziqing glanced at Director Tang, expressionlessly inserted four silver needles into the old man's head, then stood up straight and said calmly: "Dean Zhou, arrange the operating room immediately, you can help me just like that
No anesthesia, blood transfusion or anything else is needed.”
This time, even Vice Mayor Tang couldn't help but say: "How can this be done? Is such a major operation child's play?"
"Your father is the person involved. If you ask him and he disagrees, then the matter will end here. I will never interfere with his affairs again," Yu Zi said calmly.
Deputy Mayor Tang and Director Tang's expressions immediately darkened, because his father could not speak at all. Yu Ziqing's words were obviously deliberately making things difficult for them.
However, their gloomy and unhappy expressions immediately turned to shock, because a familiar voice sounded from the intensive care unit.
"Just follow Dr. Yu's wishes. If there is any preoperative agreement required, I will sign it immediately."
"Dad, you can speak now," Deputy Mayor Tang and Director Tang said in surprise at the same time.
"I seem to be able to move again." Mr. Tang sat up from the bed in surprise and looked at his arms that were waving freely in disbelief.
Seeing Mr. Tang, who was originally hemiplegic and paralyzed, sitting up from the bed, Deputy Mayor Tang, Director Tang and Fang Luo stared at Mr. Tang as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes almost bulging.
About to fall out of his eyes
After a while, they screamed in surprise
"Ah, Dad, you are feeling well"
"Old Minister, you have recovered"
Yu Ziqing shook his head dumbfounded. Just now, he said that the old man's condition was very serious. They thought he was being cryptic, but now he went too far and thought that the old man had recovered. If he really had such ability, he would not be here now, but in the fairy world.
"I only temporarily unblocked the old man's compressed nerves. If he wants to recover, he still needs a craniotomy, and I'm not very sure that he can return to normal," Yu Zi said calmly.
Yu Ziqing's words brought everyone back to reality from the almost crazy surprise. They all looked at Yu Ziqing with almost awe in their eyes. Now they finally understood why Dean Zhou treated Yu Ziqing
"Mr. Yu, I admit my mistake to you. Please rush to treat my father. Director Tang suddenly knelt down towards Yu Ziqing and kowtowed.
Yu Ziqing hurriedly helped Director Tang up and said calmly: "I will try my best." In his heart, he also vaguely liked this director who had a straightforward temper and respected his elders.
Mr. Tang was quickly pushed into the operating room and looked at the empty operating room. There was no infusion, no intubation, no monitor, and no assistant."
There were only him and Yu Ziqing. Mr. Tang was lying quietly on the hospital bed with a plate of silver needles, a scalpel, and a few pieces of yellow paper that looked like ghost drawings.
Dean Zhou is very nervous and looking forward to it. This will be the most magical operation in his life. Maybe he can learn some magical medical skills from it.
However, Dean Zhou soon discovered that he wanted to learn magical medical skills from them. This idea was simply a delusion.
Yu Ziqing drew the knife very quickly, and the blade was still bright. When the knife went down, the cold light from the blade flashed, and Mr. Tang's scalp was cut open like tofu.
Just as Yu Zi took out the knife, the yellow paper that Dean Zhou thought was a ghostly drawing talisman was flicked into the air. The talisman floated in the air and suddenly burned, then turned into a wisp of yellow smoke and whizzed into the blade of the knife.
A finger-long incision did not even bleed
Dean Zhou was completely stunned and even forgot where he was. If last time on the train, he saw an extremely magical acupuncture technique, then this time he saw a real legendary fairy.
home spells
He finally understood why such a major operation did not require blood transfusion
Dean Zhou is a medical student and has never believed in ghosts and ghosts, but today he believes that there are gods in these worlds.
With his pain nerves controlled by silver needles and lying fully awake in the hospital bed, Mr. Tang had always believed in Marxism-Leninism and was a complete atheist, but today he found that his worldview had collapsed.
At this time, Yu Ziqing completely ignored the surprised and awe-filled looks of Dean Zhou and Mr. Tang. He had completely forgotten everything. The moment the head was opened, he had already inserted the silver needle deep into the head, like a cook Ding explaining.
He cleaned out the tumor as fast as an ox, and at the same time fired a series of sword charms to stop the bleeding from the wound.
"Sutures, Dean Zhou." Just when Dean Zhou was still in shock, Yu Ziqing had already completed the tumor removal and said calmly.
"Is it over?" Dean Zhou blurted out and asked, because the whole process only lasted a minute.
"Yes." Yu Ziqing nodded, then sat down on the ground, breathing heavily as if he had collapsed.
Although what I just did was short-lived, my energy and spirit were all concentrated to the extreme, and it consumed a lot of money.
Only then did Dean Zhou wake up from his dream, pick up the tools, and skillfully sew up the wound.
After Dean Zhou had sutured the wound, Yu Ziqing regained his composure a little, pulled out the silver needle, nodded to Mr. Tang and said, "The operation was successful. Let's rest for a few days and we should be able to recover. And this piece
Things that I don't want anyone else to know about
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mr. Tang to speak, he nodded to Dean Zhou, then turned around and left his hand.
Because Mr. Tang had just finished the operation, Dean Zhou did not dare to leave, so he had to say thank you behind Yu Ziqing's back, and then watched him leave.
Outside the operating room, before the buttocks of Vice Mayor Tang and the other three people were warm, they saw Yu Ziqing walking out with a tired look on his face. They couldn't help being frightened, thinking that something had happened and hurriedly gathered around them.
"Mr. Yu, what's the matter?" Deputy Chief Tang asked with a very respectful tone.
"The act is over," Yu Zi said calmly.
The three of them were stunned for a moment when they heard this. They didn't realize what Yu Ziqing meant by this sentence.
After a while, Vice Mayor Tang asked: "What did Mr. Yu just say?
Then the three of them looked at each other in disbelief and exclaimed: "Is the operation over?"
After the words were spoken, Vice Mayor Tang and others hurriedly turned to Yu Ziqing to verify the news, only to find that he was still there. Yu Ziqing wanted to pursue him, but after all, he still missed Mr. Tang. While hesitating, the door was pushed open again.
Opening up, Dean Zhou, who was in a daze, walked out.
Vice Mayor Tang and the other two people saw that Dean Zhou was in a daze, and their hearts sank.
Could it be that after opening the head, he realized something was wrong and immediately sewed it back up?
"Lao Zhou, tell me, is there no way to save my father?" Deputy Mayor Tang took a deep breath and asked with a sad face.
Dean Zhou glanced at Deputy Page Chief Tang in confusion and said, "Who said Mr. Tang can't be saved?"
"Then why are you so careless?" Fang Ping rolled her eyes at Dean Zhou angrily. This matter is related to her future.
"Then why did you and Mr. Yu gather here so quickly?" Vice Mayor Tang relaxed a lot after hearing this. At this time, he would not investigate why Dean Zhou was absent.
"The operation is over. It was very successful. Mr. Tang has been sent to the ward to rest." Dean Zhou finally gradually returned to reality and said with a smile. To be continued.