Chapter six hundred and seventy-eight saving lives is important
Chapter 678: Saving people is important
The biggest reason why Mr. Hu chose to compromise on Song Yehan's kidnapping of Lu Mengxuan was of course the older generation of revolutionaries out of consideration for stability and harmony.
However, everyone has emotions and desires.
Many elderly people often talk about "children and grandchildren will have their own blessings", but everyone knows that deep down in their hearts, they all hope to use their last bit of light and heat to create a more comfortable life for their descendants.
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Mr. Hu did not retaliate in kind, but directly vented his anger on his grandson and pursued Song Yehan, which was a kind of superb political wisdom.
Cultivate oneself, harmonize one's family and bring peace to the world.
Mr. Hu spent his whole life in the army, fighting in the north and south. What kind of storms and waves has he not seen?
But after witnessing the cruelty of the struggle, he became more aware of the scale of handling this matter.
Although it is a bit embarrassing, the old man has his own clever considerations.
If he can gain sympathy from high-level circles and gain more benefits for his family, it won't be a big deal for him, a dying old man, to lose some face.
He knew that he didn't have much time left. If he could win more sympathy, once he was gone one day, everyone would take care of the Hu family.
But now that my condition has improved, the way I handle this matter may change.
Zhang Yang naturally had no way of knowing what Mr. Hu was thinking, so he directly asked the old man to stretch out his left hand, intending to take his pulse again.
Although he had a general grasp of the old man's condition, as the saying goes, the boat sails with caution, so for the sake of safety, Zhang Yang decided to conduct further diagnosis.
The old man's pulse condition is relatively stable, and it is obvious that his health care doctor played a major role in this.
However, due to the shrapnel, the blocked meridians blocked the circulation of Qi and blood, forming a malignant lesion in the lungs.
If you are young enough and have enough energy and blood, it will be difficult to show it, but as you age, various functions become increasingly exhausted, and the lungs begin to be overwhelmed.
Zhang Yang circulated the Nine Yang True Fire and injected a wisp of pure Yang energy into Mr. Hu's body.
Yang Qi weakens as a person gets older. Once such pure Yang Qi enters the body, it immediately flows throughout the body along the meridians, quickly opening up the blocked meridians in his body.
This is a huge project.
Although medication or acupuncture can also be effective, Mr. Hu will not stay in Donghai City for a long time after leaving Beidu, so he must choose this method with immediate results.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang did not fall behind in his cultivation after he came down the mountain, and he could endure it relatively easily.
However, clearing the old man's congested meridians and replenishing his Qi and blood is only the first step.
The lesions in his liver had been there for decades and had become quite stubborn due to the medication given by his healthcare practitioner.
Although Zhang Yang could use the Nine Yang True Fire to directly eliminate the diseased tissue, the old man's physical condition could not withstand this violent treatment method.
Feeling the warm current in his body, the old man felt a storm in his heart.
Although I know that Zhang Yang has excellent medical skills, knowing it is one thing, and experiencing it personally is another thing.
Seeing this young man who was a bit too young to be a miracle doctor, the old man had an unreal feeling.
On the other hand, Lu Mengxuan didn't have any special feelings. She believed in Zhang Yang's amazing medical skills, and she believed in him as a person.
Since he said it can be cured, there must be no problem.
Although Lu Mengxuan was not completely aware of Mr. Hu's current physical condition, she could feel a trace of sadness hanging over the heads of her grandfather's family.
Lu Mengxuan did not expect to get any help from her grandfather. She even resented the Hu family for forcing her to marry the Song family for political gain, and wanted to stay away from this family that made her feel a little indifferent.
However, she had great respect for her grandfather, an elder who took great care of her, and hoped that he would live a long life.
Zhang Yang worked step by step, peeling off the lesions layer by layer, and did not stop until the last ray of Nine Yang True Fire burned away the core part.
The consumption of strength is secondary, the main one is the consumption of mental energy.
When he finished the exercise, Zhang Yang's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
Lu Mengxuan quickly wiped him with a towel.
She noticed that the old man's body suddenly became steaming with heat, and the sweat on his forehead was quickly visible to the naked eye, so she picked up another towel and wanted to wipe him.
Zhang Yang stopped her suddenly.
However, he didn't speak, he just shook his head to indicate.
Although Lu Mengxuan didn't understand, he immediately nodded obediently when he saw Zhang Yang's eyes.
At this moment, the qi and blood in Mr. Hu's body were flowing rapidly, and the heat generated by the Nine Yang True Qi radiated from the inside out, bringing with it the accumulated waste matter in his body.
Lu Mengxuan was surprised to find that the originally shiny beads of sweat began to become turbid, and finally became as black and sticky as ink, with a faint smell of sourness.
Snapped!
Zhang Yang suddenly bent his finger and hit the old man's Tanzhong point.
Well……
With a low moan, the old man finally woke up faintly.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Zhang Yang with shocked eyes.
Although he is not completely aware of his physical condition, he also knows that it is not optimistic.
Now after Zhang Yang's treatment, it seems that I have returned to my youth in an instant.
Not only did I no longer feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, my whole body was full of energy.
"Zhang Yang, thank you!" Mr. Hu stood up and said sincerely.
"Mr. Hu, it's just a little effort, I don't deserve your thanks."
"Grandpa, you'd better take a hot bath first." Lu Mengxuan reminded, fanning his nose.
Only then did Mr. Hu react. He sniffed hard and suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, I'm going to take a shower. Girl, give the instructions to the kitchen to prepare food and drinks. I want to have a good drink with Zhang Yang!"
While Mr. Hu was taking a shower, Zhang Yang's cell phone suddenly vibrated, saying that an emergency patient had come to the hospital and Zhang Yang needed to deal with it immediately.
Before Zhang Yang could speak, the considerate Lu Mengxuan said directly: "Rescuing people is more important, you should go back first! I will explain to grandpa. But it is best for you to spare some time and follow me to Beidu recently. I
My eldest uncle and second uncle both want to meet you."
Zhang Yang thought about it and understood the difficulties of such a large family.
Although the old man is the talker, at this age, he must have transferred power to his sons.
Therefore, although he is still the helmsman of the old Hu family, the opinions of his sons already carry considerable weight.
Zhang Yang can even imagine that Lu Mengxuan’s father would also listen to his sons’ opinions to a large extent on his marriage.
Although Lu Mengxuan's surname is not Hu, she is still a blood relative. In addition, she is particularly valued by Mr. Hu, so she cannot be completely regarded as an outsider in the eyes of the Hu family.
This can be regarded as a kind of helplessness belonging to a wealthy family.
Zhang Yang drove on the express lane and headed straight for the Fuyi Gate.
However, when approaching the second intersection, there was a small traffic jam ahead.
There was a car accident!
Zhang Yang smelled the smell of blood in the air.
Sure enough, at the corner, a black Range Rover hit the guardrail, and half of its body was already protruding from the road, as if it might fall off the ten-meter viaduct at any time.
The owner of the car was a man in his early thirties, half of his body was stuck in the deformed cab. A young woman covered in blood was holding on to the car door and constantly cheering up the man who had lost too much blood.
"Honey, the ambulance is coming. Just hold on, hold on." There were tears in the young woman's eyes, but she tried hard not to cry.
Although some people stopped and wanted to help, they were all deterred by the rickety car body.
Zhang Yang had a keen sense of smell and could smell a hint of alcohol from a distance.
There is no doubt that it was drunk driving again.
poor person must have something mean!
For a moment, Zhang Yang thought about leaving.
But it was only for a moment.
The next moment, he opened the car door and walked over resolutely.
So, under the stunned eyes of the onlookers, he grabbed the door handle, exerted force, and pulled the car body back.
"Sir, you..."
"Don't talk too much, it's more important to save people."
The surprised young woman nodded repeatedly.
However, she soon became confused again.
Save people?
How to save?!
My husband was stuck in the deformed cab, and it looked like his internal organs were injured.
At this moment, although there is no danger of falling under the bridge, the ambulance has not yet appeared, and it seems that the only thing left is to wait.
Zhang Yang didn't bother to explain, he walked straight to the man, grabbed the car door handle with a slight shake, shattered the door lock, and opened the door.
When the young woman saw this scene, she looked like she was looking at a monster.
Although it was her first time to experience such a car accident, she knew how difficult it was to open a deformed car door.
But the young man in front of me, who didn't look strong, actually opened the car door all of a sudden. What kind of power is this?!
When Zhang Yang pulled the car back with his bare hands just now, she was grateful but not too shocked.
Now, she was speechless with surprise.
However, what is even more surprising is yet to come.
Zhang Yang was seen pressing a hand on his husband's shoulder. He, who had been in a semi-conscious state due to excessive blood loss, gradually came to life.
"Susu, Susu...where are you?" the man shouted intermittently.
His voice was low, a little hoarse, a little muddy.
"Honey, I'm here, here!" the young woman shouted.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die. You must raise our daughter, and I ask you to take care of my parents."
"Husband, don't talk nonsense, you're fine, you're fine." The young woman said, looking at Zhang Yang with pleading eyes.
She didn't know why she trusted this strange man so much, but she felt that he seemed to be carrying a light, like a savior in a fairy tale, falling from the sky when she and her lover needed it.
Zhang Yang frowned, he had no intention of paying attention to the young woman's thoughts.
In a short period of time, Zhang Yang had basically grasped the man's situation.
Because of the cushioning of the air bag, the impact on his head was not serious, but his chest was squeezed by the deformed carriage and three ribs were broken.
What a coincidence, the middle one directly hit the right side of the heart, almost piercing the heart.
After such a long time, the man had lost too much blood. If the ambulance could not arrive within three minutes, his life would be in danger.
People must be rescued immediately! (To be continued)