"It's really funny that he's just a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but he still wants to perform surgery!"
Lu Maoxing smiled contemptuously.
Through the large screen of the surveillance video, he had a panoramic view of everything in the surveillance room.
Ye Shitian told the old man that he was going to have surgery to remove it.
"Oh my God, stop him! Come on!"
"I'm about to have an operation, and I won't even give him anesthesia! If I don't stop him, my life will be in danger due to severe pain."
Lu Maoxing shouted loudly: "This is a quack doctor, he doesn't care about the life safety of the old man!"
The expressions of the other people were also constantly changing.
Anesthesia is required before surgery. This is the most basic common sense, even ordinary people know it.
However, just when Deng Yuanliang was extremely anxious to push open the door of the operating room.
Ye Shitian's voice suddenly sounded.
"Look at the frog in the well, I'm going to show you what silver needle anesthesia is!"
Silver needle anesthesia?
What is this?
Everyone was stunned.
At this time, they saw Ye Shitian take out a silver needle and insert it into the old man's forehead.
"Silver needle anesthesia uses silver needles to block all neurons so that the patient no longer feels pain."
Ye Shitian's firm voice came out again.
"I don't believe that just a small needle can provide anesthesia?"
Lu Maoxing shouted in disbelief.
Don't say he doesn't believe it, everyone doesn't believe it.
Even Wu Yun and Yan Zimin found this unbelievable.
However, they believed in Ye Shitian's methods.
"How ridiculous!"
One expert shouted angrily. This time, even if Deng Yuanliang was present, he couldn't help but cursed out and wanted to rush into the operating room, but was stopped by Deng Yuanliang.
Ye Shitian's calm tone, coupled with the previous guarantees from Yan Zimin and Wu Yun, gave him hope for Ye Shitian.
Besides, there is no other way now except trusting Ye Shitian.
If Ye Shizhen was really as miserable as Lu Maoxing said, he wouldn't be so calm.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Shitian inserted several silver needles into the place where he was going to operate and performed the operation.
Ye Shitian just made a small incision on the old man's abdomen, then peeled off the flesh and blood, reached in with an instrument, cut open the tumor, and took it out piece by piece.
The wound was relatively small, which made the professors and experts look nervous.
If it were them doing the surgery, the wound would definitely be bigger than what Ye Shitian cut.
Judging from Ye Shitian's skillful techniques, it can be completely proved that Ye Shitian's strength is extraordinary. At the very least, he is much stronger than them.
At this point, they put away their disdain for Ye Shitian.
However, everyone knows that what happens next is the key point.
This operation is very simple and can be performed by any surgeon.
But the following situation of the old man's recovery is the most difficult.
They saw that during the operation, Ye Shitian used absorbable thread to suture the wound and then applied an ointment.
This series of procedures was completed smoothly and in a short time.
If they hadn't seen tumor fragments placed in a container next to them, they would have thought these were hallucinations.
Although the process is fast, it is enough to shock everyone.
Because, during this process, the old man did not feel any discomfort at all. Even during Ye Shitian's resection, the old man's face was calm.
What does this prove?
Prove that what Ye Shitian just said about silver needle anesthesia is true!
Otherwise, how could the old man not feel anything at all?
Moreover, they did not see any bleeding during the operation.
This made them think that the silver needle Ye Shitian inserted next to the incision site before the operation must be the effect of the silver needle.
It's really amazing!
In the eyes of others, this is almost a magical skill, but to Ye Shitian, this is just the tip of the iceberg.
The silver needle sealing the blood vessels is just a normal operation.
"Oh my God, what did I see! This is impossible! Impossible!"
Lu Maoxing exclaimed, holding his head in his hands with a ferocious expression.
He really couldn't accept that Chinese medicine could really achieve such miraculous results!
It only took Ye Shitian five minutes from the beginning of the operation to the present. If Western medicine was used, not to mention the operation, even the anesthesia process would take a certain amount of time!
At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and the old man was lying on the bed and was pushed out.
He was awake, but his face was a little pale, without any sign of pain.
"Dad! Dad, how are you?"
"Grandpa, do you feel any pain?"
A group of his juniors came forward to ask worriedly and gathered around the old man.
"I'm much better, it's okay..."
A smile appeared on the old man's pale face.
"Mr. Ye, thank you so much. You are the savior of our Deng family!"
Deng Yuanliang came to Ye Shitian excitedly and held Ye Shitian's hand tightly.
"You're welcome, doctors are benevolent and should do what they should." Ye Shitian smiled calmly.
The rest of the Deng family also thanked Ye Shitian for his rescue.
At this moment, a cold snort sounded, and Lu Maoxing said in a strange tone: "It's too early for you to be happy, isn't it? Surgery is a trivial matter, and whether the wound can heal smoothly is the most important thing. Otherwise, this kind of surgery,
I can do whatever I want.”
After hearing what Lu Maoxing said, Deng Yuanliang's face suddenly darkened and he was extremely unhappy. In his words, he seemed to really hope that something would happen to his father.
"Dr. Lu Maoxing, watch your words!"
Deng Yuanliang said gloomily.
At this time, Lu Maoxing also realized that something was wrong with what he said, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, I'm just worried about the old man's recovery."
"You don't have to worry about this..."
Ye Shitian said disapprovingly: "You should think about how to apologize to my fourth sister later."
After looking at his watch, Ye Shitian said: "It's two o'clock in the morning now. Around eight or nine o'clock tomorrow morning, the wound should be scabbed, and the gauze can be removed and the old man can be sent home to rest."
"Haha!" Lu Maoxing said coldly, as if he had heard a big joke: "Okay, I won't sleep, wait until eight or nine o'clock, and see if the scabs can form!"
The old man was immediately sent to the ward.
"If nothing happens, everyone can leave. The old man needs to have a good rest." Ye Shitian said in a deep voice.
A group of people leave the ward.
At this time, a group of experts and professors were very excited and couldn't wait to see how the old man's wound would recover tomorrow.