When Zhao Yonggang heard this, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.
The little girl's mother even shook her body and threw herself on her child, crying loudly.
"Continue cardiopulmonary resuscitation, don't stop, the child can still be saved!"
At this moment, a voice came, and it was Chen Yan who rushed over quickly.
"Ma'am, please give way!"
"You...can you save my daughter?" The woman's sunglasses fell off, revealing a pair of big eyes, but now they were red and filled with tears.
Chen Yan said: "I'll try my best."
The woman quickly got out of the way.
At this time, the doctors shook their heads and gave up. Chen Yan's ability to stand up was her only life-saving straw.
The next moment, she saw Chen Yan pick up a scalpel and scratch her daughter's finger directly.
Blood flowed.
"Ah——, what are you doing?" the woman exclaimed.
There were a few onlookers nearby, who were also puzzled by what they saw.
Chen Yan said: "Don't argue. If you want to save your daughter, just shut up!"
Chen Yan's calmness and the aura he exuded made the woman feel a little more at ease and did not dare to disturb him again.
However, Chen Yan's next action made her furious.
After Chen Yan took some of her daughter's blood, he cut his own finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood. The two people's blood was mixed together. Then, Chen Yan was seen using the blood to treat her.
A strange symbol was drawn on my daughter's forehead.
Is this a cure?
Is this saving lives?
The woman was angry: "Are you crazy? What the hell is this? I asked you to save my daughter, what are you doing? Drawing talismans? Are you a magician or a doctor?"
The emergency doctors and nurses nearby were also stunned.
Is this a superstitious dance skill used in rural areas?
Chen Yan said: "Your daughter is possessed by an evil spirit. Only my method can bring her back to life."
Seeing Chen Yan's confident expression, the woman raised her hand and struck it fiercely.
However, Chen Yan easily dodged it.
Instead, the woman almost fell.
At this time, her cell phone rang.
She answered the call angrily, and there was a man's voice on the phone: "Yang Xia, how is Xiaomi now?"
"I...I don't know, she's not breathing right now..." The woman cried suddenly, her eyes were desperate, and she couldn't continue talking.
"Don't cry, don't panic. I have found the old miracle doctor Yu Shihong. He will be there in five minutes. Hold on, wait for us."
"Okay, okay...okay."
After hanging up the phone, the woman wiped her tears.
Seeing what Chen Yan wanted to do to his daughter, he rushed over and pushed him away: "Get out of here! Don't touch my daughter. How can there be someone like you in the hospital? I want to go
Complain, you are not qualified to be a doctor at all."
Then, it was time to wipe off the blood on the little girl's forehead.
Chen Yan quickly grabbed her: "Don't move. If you wipe it off, your daughter will be really hopeless."
"You're crazy! Let me go!"
"You have to believe me! As long as you give me one more minute, your daughter will wake up." Chen Yan insisted.
"Let go, otherwise, you will regret it." The woman said with a fierce look.
At this time, even Zhao Yonggang and others came to persuade Chen Yan to let her go.
Because Chen Yan's actions are really unconvincing and just feel ridiculous.
Chen Yan sighed and said to the woman: "Didn't your friend say that he called for the miracle doctor Yu Shihong? I am Yu Shihong's master. Let's wait for five minutes until Yu Shihong comes... Even if you don't believe it, the blood is on your daughter's head.
, there’s no danger, right?”
When he said this, others didn't believe it even more.
Yu Shihong is a famous medical expert in China. How could Chen Yan be Yu Shihong's master at such a young age?
The woman said hysterically: "If you were Yu Shihong's ancestor, my surname, Yang Xia, would be yours."