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Chapter 117 Angels in Hell

"Well, if you can be cured, it won't be a penny less."

"I don't need your treatment. Even if I have money, I won't let a doctor like you treat me."

The woman is still excited, but she no longer pulls her man.

It's not that she is hypocritical, who doesn't want to be able to make the patient recover? Let alone her husband?

She was desperate and angry, but she didn't want to give up any chance, which resulted in her contradictory and entangled behavior.

"No money, just treat me to a meal." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Just asking for dinner?"

"What else do you want to do?" Zhang Yang originally wanted to say that it would be okay to agree with him.

But in the current atmosphere, there was a risk of being killed by the woman if I spoke out, so I swallowed my words after careful consideration.

"I will treat you to dinner whether you are cured or not." Tian Yaoyao smiled sweetly.

She actually laughed!

I don’t dare to say that it’s a fish and a goose, but it’s definitely no problem!

In fact, don’t these two words mean the same thing? Alas! It’s terrible to be uneducated.

It's a pity that she was not doing it for herself, but for the patient in front of him, which made him feel a little lost.

If one day she could smile for him, even if she was asked to commit herself to him, she would agree without hesitation, Zhang Yang thought without shame.

"Take her out first."

When the woman saw that there was a turn of events, she didn't know whether the expression on her face was confusion or joy, and she walked out of the hut without saying anything.

Zhang Yang raised his arm, and there were two more silver needles in his hand.

Of course, he was deliberately showing off like this. Even for treatment, guarding such a beautiful woman must be done in a cool and unrestrained way.

"I have tried all the acupuncture points on the brain that have residual congestion. Which acupuncture point are you going to use?"

Tian Yaoyao didn't even look at his actions. She was obviously more concerned about the patient and asked directly.

"You have gone into a misunderstanding."

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, his elegant movements were ignored, and he continued to show off his medical skills: "The residual congestion in the brain was the cause of the patient's vegetative state, but he has recovered after your treatment. The activity of the nerves accelerated the blood flow, which led to the patient's first reaction.

Two symptoms require a second step of treatment."

"Is there a second disease? What is it? How to treat it?" Tian Yaoyao asked curiously.

"The patient's brain was damaged due to a car accident. The spine and chest were also damaged. The main blood vessels were squeezed, resulting in insufficient blood supply. Only the atrophy of the cranial nerves will cause the treatment effect to stagnate."

Feeling proud, Zhang Yang slowly inserted the silver needle in his hand into the Qimen acupoint on the patient's chest, then turned him around and inserted another silver needle into the acupoint on the back of the patient.

"Then why was it not discovered during the operation?"

"If it weren't for your acupuncture treatment, he wouldn't have recovered to such a good effect."

Zhang Yang praised her and continued: "The head injury was serious during the operation, so such symptoms could not be discovered."

While speaking, gently turn the silver needle with your finger, and the pure Yang energy enters the patient's body through the tiny silver needle.

What he didn't expect was that when using the pure yang true energy, the nine yang true fire in the body burned instantly and began to flow into the patient's body through his fingers.

Through the silver needle, he could feel that the patient's blood was boiling and began to replenish the blood vessels in each meridians.

"He frowned, he blinked..."

Tian Yaoyao carefully observed the changes in the man's body and shouted in surprise.

The treatment effect of Nine Yang True Fire is obviously much faster, but it also consumes more physical energy. Within a short time, huge beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Yang's forehead.

In fact, he didn't know that once the Nine Suns True Fire was activated, it would be as ferocious as a flood from a floodgate.

With his current level of cultivation, he just can't control it. If he masters it, it will be much easier with twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, you can help him massage the acupuncture points just now. He will slowly regain his senses after a while."

Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued: "In about a week, you can recover your memory. After a period of cultivation, you will be no different from ordinary people."

He has always been very confident about the effects of treatment.

"Does it only require acupuncture once?"

"Well, his blood is just blocked, resulting in insufficient blood supply. Once it is cleared, he will be fine."

Zhang Yang explained with a smile.

"Thirsty, I...want to drink water."

The man began to speak. Although his voice was low, he could be heard very clearly in the quiet hut.

"He has recovered. I will bring him some water." Tian Yaoyao was as excited as a child at this time. She got up and rushed to the door.

"Don't forget to treat us."

"I'll treat you to a big dinner today at noon." Tian Yaoyao had already rushed out of the house and her voice came in.

When Zhang Yang walked out of the hut, there were far fewer patients outside, and the eyes of the people in the department were focused on him, which was even more weird.

I wonder if it’s because my acupuncture surprised them?

Or did they find it incredible that Tian Yaoyao called out to treat her to dinner?

When the patient walked out, he had already begun to look at everything in the department, and the effect of the treatment can be imagined.

The woman thanked Tian Yaoyao a lot, and in her heart, she was even more grateful to Tian Yaoyao.

As for Zhang Yang, whom he had scolded, he moved his lips but could not speak out, probably because of guilt and self-blame.

"Senior Sister Yaoyao is indeed worthy of being the first inheritor of acupuncture in China. Her medical skills are superb and she cured the patient so quickly." Zhang Yang immediately went up to her and praised her full of praise.

"Thank you for your help." Tian Yaoyao's pretty face returned to its usual expressionless expression and she said calmly.

But her heart was full of gratitude, knowing that Zhang Yang said this entirely for the honor of her grandfather's first acupuncture in China.

"You're welcome, but you still have to remember..."

"I'll treat you to a meal." Before he could finish speaking, Tian Yaoyao had already taken over.

"No way, Yaoyao invites him to dinner?"

"Zhang Yang is an intern student, so he should help."

"Yeah, what exactly is going on?"

People in the department were talking quietly, and Tian Yaoyao naturally heard it. Without any explanation, she lowered her head and wrote the medical record with an expressionless face.

Soon it was noon, and the department staff, who were originally very enthusiastic about eating, were lingering and not in a hurry to leave.

Obviously they are waiting to see whether Tian Yaoyao's invitation to Zhang Yang for dinner is true or false?

You must know that Tian Yaoyao is notoriously aloof in the hospital. She is too lazy to say a few words to other men, let alone inviting a boy to dinner.

"Zhang Yang, it's noon, let's have dinner together." Tian Yaoyao generously invited.

"Well, let's go." Zhang Yang naturally agreed without hesitation.

Seeing the two people walking out of the department together, the staff in the department immediately became excited.

"Well, maybe it's not that Yaoyao is arrogant, it's that we are older and have no common language with her."

Director Cai, who was always serious, shook his head with a wry smile and was the first to express his emotion.

"Maybe! There is a generation gap between us and her."

"A boy has only been here for a day, and Yaoyao invites him to have dinner with him. It's so bizarre."

They had always felt that Tian Yaoyao was aloof and unapproachable in the past, but today's scene made them question her, and even felt that they had misunderstood her in the past.

"Yao Yao's boyfriend is here too, it's really exciting now."

I don't know who shouted, and everyone rushed to the window.

"Sister Yaoyao, your smile is very beautiful, can't you smile more often?" Zhang Yang said teasingly.

"Why should I laugh?"

"Smile when you are happy. Haven't you heard that if you smile, it will take ten years?"

"I'm not happy, so I can't laugh."

"why you are not feeling happy?"

Her words stunned Zhang Yang, thinking that it wasn't that she was aloof, but that she was expressionless every day because of something unhappy.

It is said that the granddaughter of China's number one acupuncturist, her prominent family background makes her like a star holding the moon.

Coupled with such a beautiful face and a proud figure, it can be what most girls dream of, but she is actually unhappy?

"I don't like acupuncture and I don't like being a doctor."

Tian Yaoyao stopped and said with excitement on her pretty face.

She didn't know why, but she had an inexplicable trust in the boy in front of her, and she expressed her long-suppressed thoughts.

If it were known that the granddaughter of China's number one acupuncturist, who can also be said to be the only inheritor, did not like acupuncture, it would undoubtedly be explosive news.

"Why? Doctors are angels in white, what a sacred profession?"

"Angel in white?"

Tian Yaoyao showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of her mouth and continued: "Patients are already in great pain, but they still have to spend money for treatment. Many of them even go bankrupt for treatment. Is this what angels do?"

Zhang Yang was completely speechless.

He already understood at this time that the seemingly aloof girl in front of him was willing to pay for the treatment of patients entirely because of her kindness and innocence.

She doesn't like the profession of doctor because she can't bear to see the pain of patients and be infected by this pain.

"Alas! Doctors also need to eat and support their families."

Zhang Yang sighed meaningfully and continued: "Maybe this is the so-called angel in hell!"

Of course he would not excuse those doctors, but he suddenly felt that his practice of robbing the rich without helping the poor seemed very humble in front of this girl.

"Angels are in hell?" Tian Yaoyao looked curious.

"Yes, these doctors and nurses are relieving the pain of the patients. To the patients, they are no different from angels."

Zhang Yang paused for a moment and then continued: "But the hospital charges desperately in order to make money. For patients, it is undoubtedly like hell, so we can only say that angels are in hell."

"Thank you for thinking it through. If the dean knew about it, he would have to fire you."

Tian Yaoyao didn't expect that a student would dare to make such a rebellious metaphor. If the leaders of the hospital knew about it, would it be okay?

"What are you afraid of? I don't care about being this kind of doctor." Zhang Yang said, almost patting his chest.

Originally, he was not interested in becoming a doctor, but he came here only after his uncle got him a letter of introduction.

After getting to know each other over this period of time, in addition to being satisfied with meeting these beauties, he also felt very disappointed when going to school and doing internships.

Of course, he said so firmly that he was not a doctor, mainly to cater to the psychology of the beautiful woman in front of him, so that it would be easier to get closer to her.

"Well, I've thought about it too. Maybe I'm not suitable for the profession of doctor." (To be continued)


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