Li Shaohui knew in his heart that Qin Fan would not act without aim. What happened to Qin Fan was already too miraculous.
He waved his hand and said, "I'll listen to Mr. Qin."
Since Director Li said so, several doctors also stopped saying anything.
But that doubt was written all over his face.
Qin Fan moved quickly and inserted several filiform needles into the corresponding meridians.
Within seconds, something bizarre happened.
The blood that was still pouring out at first gradually weakened and showed signs of stopping.
This scene made both the surgeon and the deputy's eyes almost bulge.
The surgeon was about to say something.
Qin Fan interrupted him.
"Dean Li, please ask all other doctors and nurses to leave temporarily."
"ah…"
The surgeon and nurses were stunned again.
This operation was at the most critical moment, but the doctors and nurses were asked to go out.
"Believe me, it will be fine as long as Dean Li is here."
"Thank you. Let's all go and rest for a while. I'll need you later." Qin Fan continued.
He couldn't explain it to them, and he couldn't explain it clearly.
It's just that Qin Fan has emerged from the cocoon and become a butterfly after a catastrophe, and has completely mastered the power of merit.
Li Shaohui vaguely guessed something in his heart.
He nodded to the surgeon and motioned for them to leave.
There is a reason why Qin Fan did this.
He can use the power of merit to repair the tiger's liver and spleen. This is the combination of the heavenly eye and the power of merit.
But he is a Chinese medicine doctor after all. When it comes to suturing and cleaning wounds, he is not as good as Li Shaohui, who is a Western medicine practitioner.
The so-called profession has specialization.
The most important thing is that Han Peirong and Li Shaohui are both people he trusts.
Wait for everyone to evacuate.
Qin Fan said: "Dean Li, you clean up the internal blood and suture it, and we each do our own thing without affecting each other."
"Ah, okay!" Li Shaohui was surprised at first.
But thinking about the incredible self-healing ability, he was full of expectations.
"Uncle Han, you will be Dean Li's assistant."
"Okay, Dean Li, just give me whatever you need."
I have never eaten pork, but I have always seen pigs running away. The new wife got into the sedan chair for the first time.
Qin Fan ordered as he started to apply acupuncture.
Bian Que's magic needle fell down with a ray of milky white light and accurately inserted into the key acupuncture point.
It was as fast as lightning, using eight filiform needles in succession.
Prick at Pishu, Zhongwan, Qihai, Guanyuan, Zusanli, Yinjiao...
He concentrated on continuously performing acupuncture to gain Qi, and the power of merit crazily poured into Huzi's body.
The eight filiform needles echo the Bian Que magic needle, forming a continuously circulating aura.
Repair ruptured liver, spleen and blood vessels.
When Li Shaohui saw this scene, his eyes were full of horror!
These are the nine life-sustaining needles, which are also acupuncture methods that determine yin and yang with one needle.
When rescuing Yuan Qing, he saw the "Butterfly Resonance", and a year later, he saw the "Nine Life-Extending Needles" again.
He was in a great mood, but this was not the time to ask.
He quickly began to clean up the accumulated blood in Huzi's body.
He may not feel it, but the indicators on those instruments are beginning to stabilize.
Half an hour later, Qin Fan's face became even paler.
Another half hour passed, and there were layers of sweat on my forehead.
He did not stop and kept twisting the needle, and the power of merit continued to repair it through the needle.
Until Li Shaohui completed the wound suturing operation.
The various indicator data on the monitoring instruments returned to normal, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's fine. You can call the doctors and nurses to come in."
"Dean Li, if you keep insisting, let's go see Xiaowen." Qin Fan said weakly.
As soon as he turned around, he staggered.
Han Peirong grabbed him quickly with quick eyes and hands.
"I'm fine."
He took the lead and walked out of the operating room.
"Qin Fan!"
Zhou Yulan rushed to the hospital and finally saw her husband coming out.
However, Qin Fan's face was frighteningly white, with a hint of cyan.
Qin Fan nodded to Zhou Yulan, Leng Shuangning, Lan Mei and the others but said nothing.
I walked into Xiaowen's operating room again.
Compared to Huzi, Xiaowen's internal organs were much less damaged, but his thighs were more injured.
Therefore, the operation seems complicated and cumbersome.
However, it was almost over, Qin Fan was worried and still asked all the doctors to go out.
He used the Nine Life-Extending Needles again to avoid any sequelae.
Another hour passed.
Qin Fan's face could only be described as paper gray, and even his lips had no color at all.
When he saw that Xiaowen's condition had stabilized, he stopped the injection.
"Uncle Han, I leave it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell straight down.
No one knew that Qin Fan had exhausted all the power of merit in his body in order to save Xiaowen and Huzi.
Today's Dantian is like a dry well.
Han Peirong quickly felt his pulse and confirmed that it was caused by collapse, so he felt relieved.
Li Shaohui quickly called in doctors and nurses, and transferred Xiaowen and Qin Fan to the intensive care unit for observation.
It was finally bright.
Mr. Zhang’s courtyard far away in Beijing.
Mr. Zhang, who had so many things to do, did not go to work, but walked around the compound with an old man.
This old man is wearing a navy blue Chinese tunic suit, full of energy, gray hair, and wise eyes.
He is Yi Qing's father Yi Lao.
The two old men walked back and forth along the courtyard at least a dozen times, talking while walking.
This can also be considered a kind of exercise.
Secretary Li and some staff could only wait at a distance.
At first, Mr. Zhang said it, and Mr. Yi kept listening. Later, Mr. Yi said it again, and Mr. Zhang listened.
Secretary Li knew that the two old men were talking about major issues related to people's livelihood and well-being.
But no one would have thought that such a big thing would not be done in the office, but would be communicated on a walk.
An hour later, Yi Lao burst out laughing.
"Mr. Zhang, I've sweated a lot. Your body and stamina are now very good."
"Well, Qin Fan should have this honor. This is also to convey our meaning to the outside world."
Mr. Zhang also wiped the slight sweat from his forehead.
Yi Lao asked: "Who are you planning to let go? Is there anyone who can choose?"
"Let Fang Xuelin represent the government. He is the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and can best represent our views," Zhang said.
Yi Lao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Then he said: "I agree with your idea of fighting against the rampant evil forces, and we must use the power of thunder!"
The two elders exchanged other opinions, and then Yi Lao left Zhang's compound.
Within a few days, the whole of China was shaken, and police in various places began to take action to clean up the evil forces.
A large number of black forces and protective umbrellas were arrested one after another.
The people clapped their hands and applauded.
Qin Fan didn't know that so many things had happened to him.
It was as if he had had a very long dream, sometimes in the ice and snow, sometimes in the summer heat.
I don’t know how long it took before I encountered a sense of coolness.
He heard someone calling him softly.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar little face.
"Yulan, why are you here?"
Zhou Yulan cried with joy, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
"Qin Fan, you finally woke up."
She pressed her husband's hand tightly to her face and was unwilling to let go for a long time.
"Yulan, I'm fine. I'm just aching all over. Did I sleep for a long time?"
"Well, you've been sleeping for seven days." Zhou Yulan said.
"Ah, it's been so long, where are Xiaowen and Huzi?" Qin Fan asked.
"Sir, they are all awake and out of danger." Another familiar voice said.
Qin Fan followed the voice and looked over, and it turned out to be the Phoenix girl.
He forced a smile and nodded, "Yanni, you're here too."
"Um!"
Phoenix Girl just hummed, her eyes also filled with mist.
"Yanni and Ling'er have been watching over you day and night these past few days," Zhou Yulan said.
Qin Fan nodded.
"Yulan, Yanni, you are all thin, don't worry, I won't die."
"You also said that you had to go to hell." Zhou Yulan scolded.
Qin Fan raised his hand and touched the woman's head.
"Don't tell Dad and Auntie," Qin Fan said.
"Dad and aunt have known about it for a long time. They originally wanted to come over in person, but I told them not to come over because you didn't have any big problems."
In fact, this is the meaning of Leng Shuangning.
She was worried that when she saw Jiang Tianrui and Fang Hui, she wouldn't be able to control her emotions and would expose her flaws again.
"Well, I'll call them in two days."
Just as he was talking, Dean Li Shaohui and a doctor came in.
"Mr. Qin, you finally woke up."
"Well, thank you, Dean Li." Qin Fan said.
Li Shaohui said with a smile: "I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult for Huzi and Xiaowen to escape danger."
"You should rest peacefully for a few days. You are a doctor and know your physical condition better than me."
"Well, I'll keep you company for a few days."
Qin Fan was naturally aware of his physical condition and had exhausted all his merits.
I have a fever again in a daze, so I feel hot and cold at times.
The coolness at the end is the feedback of the power of merit, just like a dry well, with clear springs oozing out continuously.
As long as the power of merit is replenished, he will recover at an incredible speed.
"Okay, you guys talk first, I'll go see Xiaowen and Huzi."
"Yeah~" Qin Fan nodded.
Just after Li Shaohui left for a while, Han Ling, Zhang Xiaowen and Leng Shuangning came in.