Chapter 258: The Golden Thread Listening to the Pulse
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then a sigh came out: "Uncle Shen, Xue'er is already engaged, and that Zhou Yang... no matter how rich or powerful he is, he is still not as good as the Ge family. You should get her back.
But I will never forget the fact that Zhou Yang saved my daughter. I must repay a favor. We, the Jiang family, are not unreasonable people! After we calm down, I will go to Beijiang myself!"
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Shen walked up to Jiang Xueer: "Miss, the master has already said that after you go back, he will come to Beijiang in person to thank Zhou Yang! Let's go, the plane has been waiting for a long time!"
quite a while!
Jiang Xueer raised her head, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and the light makeup on her face had faded away. Compared with her previous appearance on the stage, Jiang Xueer now looked distressed.
"Uncle Shen, let me ask you one thing. Can you let me go to the hospital before I leave? I want to see him, just take a look outside the door. Please!" Jiang Xueer begged and looked towards him.
Uncle Shen.
The latter was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little unbelievable when he heard what Jiang Xueer said. He nodded heavily: "Okay, I will take you there, but not for too long!"
Hearing this, Jiang Xueer immediately became energetic, stood up and walked towards the door.
Uncle Shen was driving, and Jiang Xueer was sitting next to her. She was rubbing her little hands constantly, as if her heart was moving very intensely.
Uncle Shen drove very steadily, and after more than half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The two of them quickly walked in and went directly to the information desk.
Jiang Xueer asked anxiously: "Hello, may I ask which ward Zhou Yang is being treated in?"
The nurse woman was looking at the computer. When she heard someone asking for advice, she inadvertently raised her head and was stunned at the sight: "You...Jiang Xue'er? You..."
"Hello, could you please check it for me? I'm very anxious now!" Jiang Xueer asked with a frown.
"Oh, okay, wait a minute!" The nurse still did not forget her job, and quickly searched on the computer. After coming over for a while, she looked up at Jiang Xue'er, her eyes filled with heat: "Um... Zhou Yang seems to have been transferred to another hospital, specifically.
I don’t know which hospital it is. But most of those who need to be transferred to another hospital after arriving here are sent abroad!"
"Going abroad?" Jiang Xueer said to herself, as if she thought of something, her tears quietly fell again.
Uncle Shen beside him sighed secretly: "Okay, Miss, let's go!"
In Long Bin's house, Hu Zi, Lan Bo, Du Wen and Brother Yao were sitting together. The room was filled with smoke and the atmosphere was very depressing.
"Pa!" Huzi slapped his palm on the coffee table and said angrily: "No, I also want to go abroad. If something happens to me, I can tell you in time!"
Du Wen said in a deep voice: "Huzi, Brother Yang is already on the plane now. Since we let him go abroad, it proves that foreign countries are more reliable. Let's wait for the news at home. Otherwise, it will only become more and more chaotic!"
"Well, Huzi, just be quiet. Xiaowei and Liuman have already followed. They will definitely notify us if anything happens. Now, let's wait quietly for Zhou Yang to come back safely!" Long Bin
Although he said this, he was unsure in his heart. He had been to the hospital and the doctor said that Zhou Yang's condition was not optimistic.
The matter was so big that it even reached the ears of Zhao Wuji. After he made several calls, a call was immediately made to a certain special intelligence department. At the same time, team members in country M were arranged to take care of Zhou Yang nearby.
Nearly ten hours later, the plane landed at the California International Airport. The two doctors accompanying him pushed Zhou Yang out of the airport. They were immediately transferred to an ambulance waiting outside the runway. A large group of blond and blue-eyed doctors followed.
Got in the ambulance.
Xiaowei majored in flight attendant and is very proficient in several major global languages. Liuman studied abroad since he was a child, so it was no problem.
After arriving at the hospital, the two paid the money, and Zhou Yang was pushed directly into the operating room. Xiaowei was still holding Zhou Yang's blood-stained clothes at this time. Liuman turned around and said, "Xiaowei, go look for him nearby."
Go to a hotel, take a shower and come back, I’ll just keep watch here!"
Xiao Wei shook her head, her bloodshot eyes made Liu Man feel distressed. She suddenly understood why Zhou Yang was so good to Xiao Wei, maybe it was because of Xiao Wei's hard work!
At this moment, the clothes in Xiaowei's hand vibrated. She picked up her phone and looked at it. The note on it was the word "Master".
She paused, pressed answer and held it to her ear.
There was a pause inside, and Mr. Qiao's confused voice came out: "Who are you? Where is my disciple?"
Xiaowei knew it was Zhou Yang's master and immediately said respectfully: "Master...Master, Zhou Yang is in the operating room. We are at California Lutz Hospital. Where are you?"
"I'll be there soon!" After saying only four words, the call was immediately cut off.
Liu Man turned his head and asked doubtfully: "Who is it?"
"I don't know Zhou Yang's master very well, but his master seems to be very powerful!" Xiaowei said truthfully.
The lights in the operating room were kept on for an unknown period of time. Xiaowei and Liuman were too nervous and tired from the long journey, so they sat cuddling together and fell asleep.
At some point, a hand patted Xiaowei's shoulder. Xiaowei woke up from the haze. When she saw the person in front of her, she was immediately startled: "Master!"
Qiao Yunjia was wearing a black mandarin jacket, holding a pipe in one hand, and a knot appeared between his eyebrows: "How long has it been?" He pointed to the operating room opposite.
Liu Man also woke up at this time. She heard Xiao Wei's voice and respectfully shouted: "Hello, Master!"
"It's been almost four hours, Master, please sit down first!" Xiaowei looked at her phone, stood up and gave up her chair.
Mr. Qiao waved his hand, glanced at the two women, and said in a deep voice: "You guys go to the Peter Hotel next door to get a room, wash up, and have a good sleep. It's still early in the morning. I'll call you when it gets light!"
"
"Master..."
"Are you disobedient? I'm not old enough to be useless!" Mr. Qiao looked at the two of them in a deep voice, with a hint of dignity.
Xiaowei and Xiaowei looked at each other, nodded, turned and walked towards the elevator.
Mr. Qiao just stood outside the door of the operating room, waiting quietly, as motionless as a wooden stake.
When it was almost dawn, the lights in the operating room were turned off, the electronic door opened, and five or six doctors came out one after another. One of them saw Qiao Yunjia, nodded and said, "Are you a family member of the patient?"
Mr. Qiao nodded: "How's it going?"
"The bullet has been successfully removed, but the patient's left lung lobe was damaged and may have sequelae in the future, and he will need to stay in the hospital for at least three months for observation."
"Okay, I understand, thank you!" Mr. Qiao nodded.
On the second day, after the sun came up, Xiao Wei and Liu Man had already arrived at the hospital. They still looked very tired, and it was obvious that they had not slept well at night.
Only the unconscious Zhou Yang was left in the ward, and Mr. Qiao no longer knew where he was.
The two women just sat quietly next to the hospital bed, silently praying in their hearts that he would wake up soon.
At this moment, the door opened from behind. Xiaowei looked back and saw Mr. Qiao and another old man in his fifties, who looked much younger than Mr. Qiao. They walked in simultaneously.
The old man was wearing a green robe, with a small braid on the back of his head, and cloth shoes on his feet. At first glance, he looked like a person from ancient times, and was incompatible with today's clothing.
"You two go outside, we are going to treat Zhou Yang!" After Mr. Qiao finished speaking, Xiao Wei and Liu Man nodded and walked out doubtfully.
After the ward was quiet, Mr. Qiao looked at the man beside him and said softly: "Senior, I'm sorry!"
The old man waved his hand: "No need to say more, wait until I feel your pulse first!"
After saying that, the old man flicked his right hand, and three golden threads, which were thinner than a hair, shot out directly from his cuffs and were accurately wrapped around Zhou Yang's wrist. The old man straightened the golden threads and gently placed his left hand on the golden threads.
On the silk, I closed my eyes and felt it.
If Tian Yishui were here, he would definitely be surprised and open his mouth, and then he would kneel on the ground and beg the old man to accept him as his disciple. Because the method used by the old man was the long-lost method of listening to the pulse with golden wires.
According to legend, this golden wire pulse listening method was created by Hua Tuo, the ancient miracle doctor. After Hua Tuo's death, it was passed down by his descendants. Until the middle of the Ming Dynasty, this technique was completely lost and has no record in history. But today
But suddenly appeared in this ward.
Gold wire pulse listening is more accurate than traditional finger pulse diagnosis because the small, soft gold wire can accurately capture the patient's pulse beat frequency.
Withdrawing the golden thread, the old man slowly walked to Zhou Yang, stretched out three fingers, and touched the major joints of Zhou Yang's body. After a while, the old man frowned and said, "Born with strong bones? Well, that's right. Eh.
?”
At this time, the old man seemed to have noticed something. His right hand had been placed on Zhou Yang's heart. If you look carefully, you can see a vague white light in the palm of the old man's right hand.
Seeing the old man frowning, Mr. Qiao became slightly worried. This man was a famous miracle doctor among Dragon Souls. No one knew his true identity, and they said he had lived for more than 140 years.
The old man straightened up, turned around, walked to Mr. Qiao, and said slowly: "The recovery is pretty good. He is born with iron bones, and his body's regeneration ability is much better than that of ordinary people. However, I seem to have discovered something strange in your disciple's body.
It seems to be attached to the heart, but there is no sign of damage to his body. How strange!"
"Senior, can you think of a way to help my disciple recover quickly? I'm worried..."
The old man raised his hand and said: "It's a small problem, please step back!"
When Mr. Qiao heard this, his face lit up and he retreated to the door of the ward.
The old man slowly walked to Zhou Yang's feet, took a deep breath, and the robe on his body moved without any wind. A huge momentum spurted out from the old man's body and slowly gathered on the old man's arms like substance.
"Ho!"
The old man suddenly grabbed Zhou Yang's legs, and with the huge strength of his arms, Zhou Yang was lifted up. With a move of his arms, Zhou Yang was lifted above his head by the old man.
At this time, the old man's palms changed into two-finger meditation, and he quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Zhou Yang's back. From Zhou Yang's waist to the back of his head, without even tapping, a faint white light entered Zhou Yang's body.
This continued for more than half an hour. The old man placed Zhou Yang on the hospital bed and said calmly to Qiao Yunjia: "Okay, the wounds on his internal organs will recover within a month, but it is best not to use western medicine and take them back.
Just find a master of traditional Chinese medicine and adjust it slowly!"