"Don't eat the fruit yet. You cook it first and I'll give you a doctor."
see a doctor?
Tang Xuemei couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this: "What's so good about my disease? It has been diagnosed long ago. I have advanced lung cancer and the doctor said I have at most two years to live."
Wu Yong said seriously: "What's wrong with lung cancer? Lung cancer can be cured. You lie down first and let me take your pulse." As he said that, he grabbed Tang Xuemei's wrist without refusal.
Tang Xuemei was caught off guard.
She instinctively resisted and was about to struggle.
At this time, Zhou Peng said: "Squad leader, don't struggle yet. The boss said it can be cured. I believe there must be a way. Just show it to the boss first."
After hearing this, Tang Xuemei felt angry and funny.
She smelled the smell of alcohol on everyone's bodies, and pouted, "You must have drunk too much, come here to make fun of me."
Wu Yong said: "How could it be? I am indeed here to treat you. Monitor, if you believe me, just lie down and I guarantee that you will be alive and well in a while."
Tang Xuemei thought about it seriously.
Although this thing doesn't sound very reliable.
But Wu Yong is still quite reliable.
She struggled for a while and chose to believe Wu Yong.
After lying down a little nervously.
Tang Xuemei said again: "Don't make me happy."
Wu Yong comforted her: "Don't worry, it won't happen."
As he spoke, Wu Yong grabbed her wrist and took her pulse.
"The cancer cells have spread throughout the body. The effect of chemotherapy is very poor, and it has also caused great damage to your body's original functions."
ah.
When everyone heard this, their mouths opened wide and their eyes looked horrified.
Wu Yong said it was so serious.
Then Tang Xuemei is in danger now.
Zhou Peng asked nervously: "How to treat it?"
Wu Yong said calmly: "It doesn't need to be too troublesome, I will just give her a few injections."
Prick...how many needles?
Everyone thought they had heard something wrong.
Tang Xuemei has lung cancer.
It is one of the terminal diseases that cannot be solved by many experts in the medical field today.
How many needles can be used to heal with traditional Chinese acupuncture?
Seeing that everyone is doubtful.
Wu Yong took out the silver needle and said: "Keep your eyes open and watch, it is about to be the moment to witness a miracle."
He asked Tang Xuemei to lift up her clothes, expose her belly, find the location of her lungs, and then concentrate on acupuncture.
As his cultivation improves.
Traditional acupuncture is becoming more and more miraculous in his hands.
Wu Yong didn't even twist it with his hands, but just flicked it casually.
Buzz.
The trembling silver needle accurately penetrated into the acupuncture points on Tang Xuemei's body.
Everyone present was stunned.
The techniques used by Wu Yong were something they had never seen or heard before, and it directly shattered their three views.
"This... what is this technique called?"
"Acupuncture in the air?"
What’s even more amazing is yet to come.
The silver needle pierced Tang Xuemei's body.
Half of it is red and fiery red.
The other half is covered with frost, and the coldness can be felt from a distance.
One ice and one fire, the different feelings of the two heavens, made Tang Xuemei sometimes painful and sometimes happy, her eyebrows constantly tightening and relaxing.
Zhou Peng and others kept shouting out words such as "f*ck" and "awesome" as they watched.
The noise was so loud that it attracted the attention of the doctor on duty.
The doctor on duty opened the door and came in. He first smelled the smell of alcohol in the room. He yelled angrily: "What are you making up in the middle of the night? You are not afraid of disturbing the patients! Even if you don't mind making noise, there are still so many patients around!"
"
After yelling for a while.
He noticed something strange about Tang Xuemei. When he looked up, the glasses on his nose almost fell off: "What are you doing!"
Zhou Peng explained: "Doctor, we are treating her."
The doctor on duty bulged his eyes, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said angrily: "Nonsense! What a nonsense! Where are you from? Do you know what disease the patient has? She has lung cancer, a terminal illness.
Only radiotherapy and chemotherapy can prolong her life. Are you kidding me by doing these traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture?"
This doctor studied Western medicine.
Instinct resistance to traditional Chinese medicine.
He ordered: "Quickly pull out the needles on her body, don't delay the patient's treatment, otherwise you won't be able to bear the responsibility if something happens!"
this……
Everyone looked at Wu Yong in embarrassment.
Wu Yong turned around and said calmly: "If something happens, I will take responsibility."
The doctor on duty sneered: "You? What is your identity?" What he meant was that Wu Yong's status was too low and he was not even qualified to take responsibility.
Wu Yong could hear what he meant, and said calmly: "I am the champion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition, and a lifelong friend of the magical doctor Ye from Jiangnan City. When the young miracle doctor Ye Tian saw me, he had to call me senior. What do you think of this status?
Are you qualified enough?"
ah.
The doctor on duty opened his mouth wide.
He was involved in the medical community in Jiangnan City, so he naturally knew the importance of the master of traditional Chinese medicine, Ye Shenyi. He had also had the honor to meet the legendary little miracle doctor Ye Tian, who was indeed a miraculous doctor.
Seeing that Wu Yong was full of confidence, it didn't look like he was telling lies.
Moreover, the acupuncture on Tang Xuemei's body also presented a fantastic scene.
He already believed it in his heart.
But the patient's life safety is by no means a trivial matter. Out of a doctor's sense of responsibility, he said seriously: "Your identity has yet to be verified, but I want to tell you, whether you take responsibility or not, this patient is
If anything happens in our hospital, our hospital will be responsible for it. I have to report to the vice president now. Before that, please stop your actions."
Wu Yong still admired his sense of responsibility and made a please gesture to him: "You go ahead."
Soon.
The doctor on duty trotted over with a middle-aged man in his fifties and slightly bald.
When the middle-aged man came in, he recognized Wu Yong at the first sight.
"It's really you!"
The middle-aged man excitedly held Wu Yong's hand and said: "Two years ago, at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference, I had the honor to see your miracle doctor's methods. I was really shocked. In the past two years, I have inquired about many people and wanted to meet you.
I have always been unable to find a way out, but I didn’t expect to meet him here.”
When the doctor on duty saw that Vice President Ri was so excited, he knew that what Wu Yong said was not a lie.
He was secretly shocked in his heart: My dear, he is still so young and is the best friend of Divine Doctor Ye. The vice-dean still treats him with such respect, which makes people feel ashamed.
It was also the first time for Tang Xuemei and Ma Zhen to hear that Wu Yong was actually the champion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition and that he was so familiar with Doctor Ye. They all stared in surprise. Wu Yong, how much more does he have in his body?
secret!
Wu Yong gently shook hands with the middle-aged man: "You must be the vice president. I want to treat my classmate with acupuncture. The doctor on duty just interrupted me. Can I continue now?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Yes, of course, you can do it, the miracle doctor. Xiaosun, please take out your phone quickly and record the miracle doctor's method of using needles. This is precious information worth tens of thousands of dollars." (To be continued)