"Look, this is a professional doctor. He is accompanied by an assistant who is carrying things. He is not like that little bastard just now. He is young, does not do well, and is always showing off and cheating!"
"Not to mention such a young person, even those old Chinese medicine doctors, in my opinion, are not reliable at all. If you are sick, you still have to see a regular doctor. This Chinese medicine can only have a psychological effect at most, and it is not formal at all.
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Looking at the rude onlookers, Sophia looked at Yang Mu doubtfully: "They said that, aren't you angry?"
"Is it useful to be angry? Am I going to argue with them here or even beat them up? That will only discredit Chinese medicine even more."
Yang Mu shook his head, "In our Chinese traditional medicine community, there are a group of people who are still working hard to clear up the name of traditional Chinese medicine, and I can't hold them back.
Furthermore, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, as long as it can cure the disease, then it is a good doctor. Since there is another doctor here, as long as he can cure the patient, it doesn't matter whether I take action or not."
Sophia's face was full of admiration, and she was about to say something when she heard Dr. Richard say anxiously:
"Judging from the symptoms of sudden cerebral hemorrhage, the amount of bleeding is not small, and the patient's consciousness has become blurred. If this continues, the patient will die within twenty minutes!"
The scene suddenly fell silent!
People thought that the doctor would be able to cure the old man when he came, but no idea. He was simply the judge who sentenced him to death, saying that the old man could not survive twenty minutes.
The old man's son grabbed Dr. Richard's hand, collapsed and cried: "Doctor, please, please save my father! If you think of a way, there will be a way!"
"Yes, doctor, please! As long as you save my dad, you will be the savior of our whole family. We will thank you very much. Please!"
The old man's daughter-in-law burst into tears.
Dr. Richard's face was full of bitterness: "If we were in the hospital, it wouldn't be impossible. It's just that in the current environment, it's impossible to perform brain surgery on the patient. I don't have the corresponding specific medicine here..."
The old man's son was paralyzed on the ground. This meant that his father could not be saved and could only wait to die!
Dr. Richard looked at the flight attendant and asked: "Land now and go to the nearest hospital. How long will it take in the shortest time?"
The flight attendant quickly called and after some communication, he said: "The plane is already preparing for an emergency landing. It will take at least two hours to reach the hospital."
This time, Dr. Richard didn't need to continue speaking, and many people sighed.
Twenty minutes and two hours are undoubtedly a huge difference. There is no way the old man can wait until that time!
"Since he can't help it, can he let me try now?" Yang Mu finally said.
"Get out of here, what the hell are you causing trouble? Believe it or not, I'm risking my life with you!"
The old man's son was already emotionally broken. Seeing that this little magician dared to come out to cause trouble, he was so angry that he wanted to swallow Yang Mu.
"That's right! I don't even know when it is. In this situation, you still want to lie to people?"
"How old are you? Even if you go to study medicine, you haven't graduated yet at this age! Even if you graduate, you don't seem to be qualified to treat people immediately. What's more, you are a wild man who has never even attended a medical university. Don't make trouble.
, hurry up and go away!”
"Even professional doctors can't help you, but you dare to open your mouth. You really want your money rather than your life. Believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you as soon as you get off the plane!"
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The people's curses were mixed with shouts of surprise.
"Miracle Doctor Yang! Doctor Yang, why are you here?"
When Dr. Richard saw Yang Mu, he ran to him with surprise on his face, "I thought it would be difficult to see you again, but I didn't expect that we are so destined."
Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in shock. Monk Zhang Er was confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all.
"Do you know me?" Yang Mu looked at the other person in confusion.
Richard nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Doctor Yang, you have forgotten. At the seminar on traditional Chinese medicine, you also proved to me the existence of meridians in the human body. That was simply a miracle, and I will never forget it in my life.
During this time, I stayed in China to study the relationship between acupuncture points and meridians in traditional Chinese medicine. After I return, I plan to write an article and publish it in our country's medical journals."
"Oh! It's you, I remembered it. Richard, right?" Yang Mu looked astonished.
"Yes, yes! Richard, there were so many people at that time, I'm really glad you still remember my name. It's really an honor for me!" Richard was very excited.
"It's an honor, not an honor." Yang Mu corrected with a smile, muttering in his heart, I really don't remember you. These people just called your name, and I'm not deaf.
The steward and stewardess next to me looked confused.
"Doctor Richard, he...he is a miracle doctor?"
The steward really couldn't believe that this young man was a miracle doctor, and what's more, Richard, a Western doctor, actually seemed to have high regard for Chinese medicine.
Simply incredible!
Not only her, but other onlookers were also in disbelief.
In their eyes, Western medicine represents advancement, while Chinese medicine represents backwardness. Now that advanced Western medicine is actually advocating Chinese medicine, is Chinese medicine still backward?
Or is it that it is not traditional Chinese medicine that is lagging behind, but the concepts of ourselves and others?
Seeing their reaction like this, Yang Mu smiled. His efforts and those of Mr. Li were indeed not in vain.
When the ideas of people like Dr. Richard are changed, they will also begin to have an impact on other people around them.
"Yes, yes! The miracle doctor is a miracle doctor of Chinese medicine."
Richard nodded excitedly, looked at Yang Mu and said:
"Miracle Doctor Yang, your Chinese medicine acupuncture points and veins are very magical, and they are closely connected with blood vessels, internal organs, and the brain. Please help this old man quickly and see if you can use Chinese medicine methods to make him last longer!"
Although he knew that Yang Mu was powerful, Richard did not think that Yang Mu could directly save the old man from danger, but as long as he delayed the old man for a little longer and supported him to the hospital, the old man's life would be saved.
Yang Mu looked at the old man's son who was staring at him blankly: "Now, can you let me take a look at your father?"
The middle-aged man came back to his senses and said ashamedly: "Doctor, I just--"
"Okay, if you want to apologize, wait until I cure him first. I can't do anything if I don't wait a while, and you are yelling at me again for being a quack doctor."
Yang Mu waved his hand to stop him, walked up to the old man, observed his condition, and took out a silver needle from his body.
The middle-aged man stepped aside with a look of expectation and suspicion in his eyes.
In his heart, he still couldn't believe that such a young man, who was also a Chinese medicine practitioner, could potentially alleviate his father's condition.
Even deep down, I doubted whether Richard was cooperating with the other party in acting. Otherwise, how could a dignified Western medicine doctor call a young man studying Chinese medicine a miracle doctor?
Under the different eyes of everyone, Yang Mu twisted the silver needle in his hand and slowly inserted it into the "Naohu point" on the back of the old man's head.