At this time, Song Yuanying looked at Mr. Li aside and said, "Mr. Li, please take action and check on Cheng Bo's illness."
Seeing everyone's pleading eyes, Dr. Li Zheng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Then I'll accompany you in and take a look."
After Song Yuanying heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and led everyone to the emergency ward.
After all, Dr. Li is from a background, so the problem is not that big.
When several people came to the emergency ward, they saw Cheng Bo lying on the bed, still unconscious.
The instruments beside the hospital bed all sounded alarms, and obviously the test results were out of the normal range.
At this time, Cheng Bo was already on breathing equipment, which was obviously threatening his life.
Luina's eyes were blood red at this time, and her body was trembling slightly.
"The people in front of you give way and let Mr. Li show it to Mr. Cheng."
Song Yuanying looked directly at the panicked medical staff in front and shouted.
When these medical staff heard Mr. Li's name, they all moved out of the way.
After all, Mr. Li's name is very famous even in the whole country, not to mention that Mr. Li is from Bincheng.
Mr. Li quickly walked forward, picked up Cheng Bo's hand, and began to feel the pulse.
At first, Mr. Li's face was calm, but slowly, his face became serious.
As a result, everyone couldn't help but become nervous, and their hearts were in their throats.
After almost two minutes, Mr. Li finished taking the pulse, his expression still solemn.
"Mr. Li, what happened to Cheng Bo? What disease did he get?"
Song Yuanying asked hurriedly, and Lu Yina also looked at Mr. Li intently, obviously he also wanted to know this.
"Mr. Cheng's pulse is very disordered and comes and goes. Judging from the pulse, it should be acute myocardial infarction caused by mental disorder."
"Mr. Li, can it be cured?"
Dong Pengfei asked hurriedly.
"There is a way, but now it is no longer a disease. First it was a mental disorder, and now it has caused acute myocardial infarction."
"However, I can't guarantee that I'm absolutely sure, but you can give it a try."
After everyone heard this, a look of joy appeared on their faces. Mr. Li's medical skills were recognized by everyone.
In the world of Chinese traditional medicine, he is thought to be a miraculous person, but he is indeed capable.
Li Biantou looked at his grandson Li Shaojie and said, "Take out my silver needle."
Li Shaojie hurriedly took out the silver needle from the medicine box and handed it to Mr. Li.
At this time, Mr. Li's expression was very solemn, he picked up the silver needle and gave it to Cheng Bo.
Soon Cheng Bo's head was covered with silver needles, and his chest was also covered with silver needles.
After all the silver needles were inserted, everyone was surprised to find that the instruments next to the hospital bed returned to normal.
"The pulse is slowly increasing, the blood pressure has dropped back to normal, and the breathing has stabilized."
The attending doctor reported Cheng Bo's various indicators.
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their anxious hearts finally fell.
At this time, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on Mr. Li's face, and he looked a little tired.
"Mr. Li, are you okay?"
Song Yuanying asked hurriedly.
"It seems that I have to accept my old age. After a set of silver needles, my physical strength will no longer work. I only stabilized Mr. Cheng's condition. As for the cure, I still can't do anything."
Mr. Li sighed and said.
After hearing this, everyone became nervous again.
"Mr. Li, are you really unable to cure Mr. Cheng?"
Song Yuanying asked hurriedly.
Mr. Li shook his head and said nothing. After a while, he said, "My acupuncture skills are still not good enough. If someone knows the long-lost phantom needle, maybe he can save Mr. Cheng."
"Phantom Needle?"
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. They had never heard this word before.
"What's going on with the Phantom Needle?
How come I’ve never heard of it before?”
"The name sounds very domineering. It must be an incredible acupuncture method in traditional Chinese medicine. Maybe it can actually bring the dead back to life."
A doctor who has some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine said.
"Phantom Divine Needle, has anyone heard of such acupuncture?"
The people around him couldn't help but started talking, but their faces showed a hint of helplessness. After all, even Mr. Li, a master of traditional Chinese medicine like Beidou, couldn't do anything. What could others do?
Moreover, even Mr. Li didn't know about this kind of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, and it was even less likely that they would know about it.
Luina knew from everyone's words that no one knew how to use this phantom needle.
She believed that the Phantom Needle was just a fabrication made by Mr. Li as an excuse for her own incompetence.
"You guys should stop acting here. Traditional Chinese medicine is the lowest medical skill. The profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine you talk about is just a joke."
Luina looked at everyone and couldn't help but mocked.
Everyone, including Mr. Li, immediately turned pale. Luina's words deeply hurt their hearts.
Give them an unparalleled atmosphere.
"Talking about Chinese medicine being the lowest medical skill, who said phantom needles don't exist? I know a person who knows how to do this kind of acupuncture."
At this moment, a voice rang out, which made everyone startled.
"Director Zhou, are you kidding me? Do you really know a doctor who knows the phantom needle?"
Dong Pengfei asked excitedly.
"Yes, it is indeed the case. The diseases that we have no control over can be easily cured in his hands, and his medical skills are so impressive that even the Bincheng medical immortals are so impressed that they call him master."
Zhou Yiqiang seemed to remember something and spoke.
Although he had unpleasant things with Zhang Xiaotian, they were all for the sake of medical skills and sticking to his own opinions.
"Director Zhou, is the doctor you mentioned in Bincheng?
I haven't heard of anyone in Bincheng who knows the Phantom Needle?"
Mr. Li was also a little curious.
After all, he knew all the famous Chinese doctors in Bincheng.
"Mr. Li.
How dare I say nonsense in such a situation, it is indeed true."
Zhou Yiqiang looked at Mr. Li with a solemn expression and said.
"Since there is such a person, why don't you invite him over quickly? Tell me who he is, and I will go over and invite him right away."
After hearing this, Dong Pengfei immediately saw a glimmer of hope and was so excited that tears flowed out.
After all, Cheng Bo's life is related to his future.
Even Luina looked at Zhou Qiang with doubt, as if deciding whether what this man said was true.
"That man's name is Zhang Xiaotian, and he opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in our Bincheng, called Shengyi Pavilion!"
"What did you say? Why is it him?"
After hearing this, Dong Pengfei and Li Shaojie immediately exclaimed, but there was still a trace of disdain in their eyes.
"What, you also know this miracle doctor?"
Mr. Li looked at his grandson and asked.
"He, he was the one who cured Uncle Jiang's illness."
Li Shaojie said honestly.
"Haha, if he can cure your Uncle Jiang's disease, it means that he may know this kind of acupuncture."