For a moment, the eyes of everyone in the room were focused on Mo Wen. Since he dared to say that he could suppress the patient's condition, he naturally had to tell a reason. Who can't say it in plain words? Everyone here is a well-known person in the medical field. How can a famous expert be fooled casually?
"Young man, don't talk nonsense. If you can really suppress Lao Yun's condition, then tell me a reason to convince me. If you can't, you should leave quickly and don't disturb us in treating the patient."
There was a flash of boredom in Zeng Yanzhen's eyes, he didn't know how to pretend to understand, and he was frivolous and exaggerated. It was a matter of personal character. As for Mo Wen, in his eyes at this time, he was an arrogant person who was obsessed with success and did not pay attention to reality.
Mo Wen pursed his lips and did not explain. He pulled Shen Jing and prepared to go out. Since people never believed him, why should he bother to explain? How could he explain things from two worlds?
No matter in that life or now, Mo Wen is a person who likes to do as he pleases. He only does what he likes to do with a clear conscience. He doesn't care what others think of him.
"etc."
The old man surnamed Han once again stood in front of Mo Wen, "Since I can suppress the patient's condition, can you please help the patient suppress the toxins in his body?"
He didn't think so like others. After all, Mo Wen was the only one besides him who could see the cause of Yun Lao's illness. With such ability, it was obviously impossible to say it was a fluke. He was not one of those pedantic old men. He knew very well that China It is so big and has outstanding people, including all kinds of experts.
"Old Han, what's going on with you? You're a well-known master in the medical field, and yet you trust a child with a dirty mouth!"
Zeng Yanzhen frowned. Old Han's behavior was really strange. He was usually more serious than them. What happened today? He was so out of tune.
"Old man Zeng, stop talking. I believe him. How about letting him give it a try?"
The old man surnamed Han looked at the other people with a serious face. With such an expression, no one thought he was joking.
"I believe him too. Let's let Mo Wen give it a try. Besides, the method we came up with is not guaranteed at all. If Mo Wen doesn't work, what better way can we come up with?"
At this time, Mr. Pan also spoke up, actually agreeing with Mr. Han's opinion. He had some contact with Mo Wen, and he intuitively felt that he was not an arrogant person, and Mo Wen knew some medical skills, and maybe he knew something they didn't know. Method.
Zeng Yanzhen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. He didn't expect Mr. Pan to agree. Now that two people agreed with Mo Wen, whatever he said would be a bit mean.
It's not that he relies on his elders and looks down on the younger generation, but that Mr. Yun's status is really extraordinary and cannot make any mistakes. As the attending doctor, he has such a huge responsibility on his head, so naturally he does not dare to take such a risk and allow a young person to treat him.
But now that Mr. Han and Mr. Pan said this, it was equivalent to taking over the responsibility, and it was hard for him to say anything else.
"Okay, let me give you a try." Zeng Yanyuan sighed.
Mo Wen frowned and looked at the others strangely. Did he have to treat the patient after they agreed? And looking at the situation, the treatment was free and there was no medical fee. He was not a bad person.
And he had no interest in proving anything in front of them. In that life, no matter what time others asked him to treat their illnesses, he, the miracle doctor, was the biggest brand, so he had nothing to prove.
"Little friend Mo, I owe you a favor as an old man. Please give me some treatment."
Old Man Han is an old man. He can see Mo Wen's thoughts at a glance. Instead of being angry, he is secretly happy. Only a person with real ability can have such a mentality. He has lived a long life and the old guy can understand it. After all.
The people in the room were all members of the medical field who could stomp their feet and tremble three times. If they were ordinary people, they would be eager to show off in front of them.
"Brother Mo, please save my grandpa, I believe in you too."
Yun Xiaoman looked at Mo Wen with tears in her eyes. Her idea was very simple. Mo Wen could have an unrelated person step forward to help her grandfather with his medical treatment, and even stand in front of the nurse. It seemed unreasonable, but the actual starting point was different.
It's for her grandfather's good. Although she is not very old, she can distinguish between good and evil.
"Are there any golden needles?" Mo Wen looked at Mr. Han helplessly.
Since he can say it, he can naturally do it. Although he is not able to completely cure Yun Lao's disease, it is not difficult to suppress the purple and blue flower poison in his body.
"have."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Han immediately took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his white coat. After opening it, there were two-inch long gold needles neatly placed in rows. He was different from others. Compared with others, he was a typical
I am an old Chinese medicine practitioner, and my ancestors are from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, so I know the art of acupuncture and moxibustion to treat diseases, and I always have gold needles on my body.
"Forty-nine golden needles, are they enough?" Mr. Han looked at Mo and asked. Although he knew that forty-nine golden needles were definitely enough, he still asked casually. The golden needles in his hands were all made of pure gold, making a pair of
Golden needles are valuable.
"It's not enough, we need eighty-one." Mo Wen shook his head.
"Eighty-one!"
Mr. Han was shocked when he heard this. He knew that the more traditional golden needle techniques, the more difficult it would be to apply more needles. After all, acupuncture is not simple. It is related to the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body. Every additional needle will have a completely different effect. At the same time, control it.
The more difficult it is, the slightest accident may directly kill the patient.
He only made forty-nine golden needles, and he never used them all at once. Usually more than twenty needles were enough, and more than thirty needles were very rare.
Eighty-one golden needles! Can Mo Wen really control so many golden needles?
It was simply shocking. At least he had never heard of anyone who could use so many golden needles to treat people. He immediately hesitated, because if Mo Wen didn't have that ability and used eighty-one golden needles, it would not be treating diseases, but
Killed!
"Yes, eighty-one."
Mo Wen nodded, and at the same time he raised his hand, and a golden light flashed in front of his eyes. More than a dozen golden needles appeared in Mo Wen's hand, and they were arranged neatly and clearly, not messy at all. Under the refraction of the light, they exuded a faint golden light.
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Old Han's pupils shrank and he looked straight at Mo Wen's hand. A layman might not be able to tell anything about that hand, but how could he not know that being able to take the needle like this and control the golden needle can be said to be a state of perfection?
No matter how many times he practiced to do it, he was still far behind.
"There's another pair in the office, I'll get it for you."
Mr. Han no longer hesitated, turned around and walked out of the ward to get the needle. At this time, he was really curious about how much surprise that young man could bring him. Could it be possible to use eighty-one golden needles to treat diseases at the same time?
That is an unprecedented thing. At least there is no record in history of anyone who can use eighty-one golden needles to perform acupuncture at the same time. I am afraid that Hua Tuo only has that ability when he is alive!