The first rich son-in-law

"Fart! Everyone is dead, do you want people to come in and take the blame?"

Zhou Qinghai stared with old eyes.

As the dean and a senior academician, he would never do such a despicable thing.

"Li Xiang, do you know why I didn't let you enter the Academy of Sciences these years?"

Zhou Qinghai shook his head, his eyes extremely disappointed: "Do you think I don't know about your affairs? Do you think I don't know that you threatened the patient's family and asked your students to collect red envelopes for you?"

"In my heart, a doctor's morality is far more important than medical skills!"

"You do not deserve!"

The last three words were directly on Li Xiang's face.

Li Xiang's old face was flushed, and he felt ashamed for a moment, and couldn't say a word for a while.

"That's right! A doctor's morality is far more important than medical skills!"

At this time, a tall and straight figure in a blue surgical suit suddenly walked in from outside.

Who else is it if it's not Jiang Beichen?
"Doctor Jiang, are you here?"

Zhou Qinghai froze for a moment, then shook his head, and said with a regretful expression: "You are late, Patriarch Fang, you have already left!"

The other doctors also bowed their heads, with mournful expressions on their faces.

Jiang Beichen frowned, and looked at Fang Wenshan's "corpse", a grayness flashed in his eyes.

In the field of vision, there is red energy lingering around Fang Wenshan.

Obviously, the soul of life is still there, and it has not cooled down.

Jiang Beichen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not too late!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Beichen strode over directly.

Zhou Qinghai and the others were all stunned, not knowing what Dr. Jiang was going to do.

This person has obviously left!
"Doctor Jiang, if you want to intervene, you have to think clearly about the consequences. If the person cannot be rescued, then the responsibility is yours!" Li Xiang suddenly said darkly.

Until this moment, he still wanted to shirk responsibility.

It's fine if Jiang Beichen doesn't do anything, but if he does, he'll immediately take the blame.

After all, the death notice hasn't been issued yet. If Jiang Beichen takes over, that person will die in Jiang Beichen's hands, but it has nothing to do with him.

Jiang Beichen glanced at him, sneered and said, "Are you trying to shirk responsibility?"

"Whatever you think, if you do it, you will take over the operation, and there will be no relationship with me as the chief surgeon. You should think about it yourself!" Li Xiang said coldly.

Even now, Li Xiang didn't believe that Jiang Beichen could save him. In his opinion, this kid came here just by chance.In case someone is saved, the credit goes to him, and even if he cannot be saved, he does not need to bear the responsibility.

Where is such a good thing?
He just wanted to drag Jiang Beichen into the water together!If this kid does something, he will put all the responsibility on the other party.

Jiang Beichen couldn't see through his mind, so he couldn't help but sneered. "In that case, why don't we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet?" Li Xiang couldn't help but frowned. He really couldn't figure it out. It was at such a critical point that this kid actually still wanted to bet.

"It's very simple, if I bring Patriarch Fang back to life, then from now on, you will withdraw from the ranks of doctors, and you will never be able to practice medicine again!"

"If I can't save Patriarch Fang, then I will bear this responsibility for you. If Fang's family blames me, I will bear it!" Jiang Beichen said suddenly, his eyes sinking into the water.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Is Dr. Jiang stupid?

How dare you make this bet?

You know, Mr. Fang has already been declared dead.

Is he really sure of bringing the dead back to life?
How can this be?

It is too unscientific!

"Is this true?"

Li Xiang was a little excited at the moment.

Although the stakes are high, if he loses, he can no longer be a doctor.

But in his view, this possibility is too small.

After all, Fang Wenshan was already dead, how could he be saved?

It's not easy to use Daluo Jinxian!

This kid is simply giving away!

"Doctor Jiang, why are you doing this?" Zhou Qinghai also had an incomprehensible expression on his face.

He has never been a person who shirks responsibility. In his opinion, this operation is the responsibility of their harmony, and he does not want Jiang Beichen to take the blame.

Jiang Beichen waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since I made this bet, I am sure of it, and Dean Zhou doesn't need to persuade him anymore!"

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Li Xiang again, and said calmly, "How? Director Li, do you dare to bet?"

"Boy, it seems that you are really crazy. You insist on betting with me. If you lose, you can't blame me!"

Li Xiang beckoned to his assistant, "Come on, empty teeth are not enough, bring the surgery responsibility letter and ask Dr. Jiang to sign it! If Patriarch Fang comes back to life, it will be all thanks to Dr. Jiang and has nothing to do with me." No, if the person cannot be rescued, then everyone has heard that it is all your responsibility, Dr. Jiang, and has nothing to do with me!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Beichen with strange expressions on their faces.

I don't know what Dr. Jiang is thinking.

Drank too much?Do you have to take the blame?
Jiang Beichen didn't care about everyone's gaze at all, he just took the responsibility letter and signed his name.

"Okay, Doctor Jiang, I've given you the chief surgeon's seat! Come on, show me!"

A mocking expression appeared on Li Xiang's face, and he quickly gave up his seat.

Without saying a word, Jiang Beichen strode to the operating table.

"Fang Wenshan, you and I are not related by blood, but you are the father of my adoptive father, and my adoptive father has saved my life, even his blood flows through my body, so I saved you for the sake of righteousness. Father is filial!"

Jiang Beichen stared at Fang Wenshan on the operating table, muttering to himself.

Although Fang Wenshan's life soul has not dissipated, it has been separated from the body after all, and it is actually considered a half-dead bardo state.

There is only one way to save him.

Cast the Nine Rebellions!
And the side effects of using the Nine Negatives are really too great, even he has to face great risks.

If it was an ordinary person, Jiang Beichen would never give so much.

But this person in front of him is different, he is the father of Fang Jichen, his adoptive father, and also his grandfather!

This person, even at all costs, he will save!

Otherwise, what face would I have to face the life-saving grace of my adoptive father, as well as the cultivation and promotion of these years!
Reed!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Beichen took out the needle box and twisted out nine ice needles!After the nine silver needles came out, they made a humming sound like a dragon chant.

Jiang Beichen raised his hand slightly, and the nine silver needles were instantly held in his palm.Immediately, the five fingers were slightly bent, and the nine silver needles suddenly spun rapidly.Along a certain trajectory, like a nine-pointed star array!
"This……"

"Amazing!"

"Isn't this going to be a movie?"

"I'm going, so everything written in martial arts novels is true?"

A group of doctors were shocked.

I'm afraid the movie's five-cent special effects would not dare to act like this.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that there would be such a miraculous needle technique in this world.

Some doctors who originally rejected Chinese medicine, and even thought that Chinese medicine is only adjuvant therapy, all stared wide-eyed.

At this moment, what Jiang Beichen did completely overturned their views on Chinese medicine.

It's incredible!
Li Xiang was trembling all over, and his pupils kept shrinking. At first, he thought Jiang Beichen was bragging, but now it seems that it is not the case!

The other party's determined eyes and miraculous medical skills completely overwhelmed him.

He is a staunch supremacist of western medicine, and he usually looks down on the kind of Chinese medicine, but seeing this scene, he suddenly realized that he was too small.

If he had seen such a powerful acupuncture method before, he would definitely change his view of Chinese medicine, and would never underestimate Chinese medicine.

Jiang Beichen taught them a thorough lesson for those who advocate western medicine!
Nine silver needles swam quickly across Fang Wenshan's chest, going up and down nine of several big acupoints.

Until the last back and forth.

puff!
Jiang Beichen spat out a mouthful of bright red blood and sprayed it directly on the silver needle.

This is his painstaking effort, and it is also a key step in the nine retrograde stitches.

Jiang Beichen's face was as pale as paper when the blood spurted out.

But the nine silver needles buzzed and trembled as if they drank chicken blood, making a sound like a tiger roaring and a dragon moaning.

"Beidou Gang Formation, Xuanzhen Qingming!"

"Nine Rebellions! Order!"

Jiang Beichen yelled loudly, dropped the nine silver needles one by one, and finished the last back and forth of Jiu Ni!
Then he recalled the silver needles again, twisted out one of them, and pinched it between two slender white fingers.

Buzz!

The silver needle shook violently, and there was a faint thunderous sound, and the light in the entire operating room suddenly dimmed, as if it had really been struck by lightning!
And at this very moment, Jiang Beichen took a deep breath, and the silver needle fell down sharply, stabbing Fang Wenshan's Baihui acupoint hard!