The Peerless God of War of the Female President

After Yang Lin said 'yes', Yang Chen ignored William and the others, pushed open the door of the operating room and walked in.

Seeing this, Yang Meilan shouted loudly: "Yang Lin! Are you going to kill your father? You actually let an unknown person save your dying father? If something happens to your father, who can afford this responsibility!?"

With a tense face, Yang Lin said word by word: "If something happens to my father, I will take the responsibility!"

"Are you responsible? Can you afford it?" Yang Meilan reprimanded Yang Lin sharply: "I now seriously suspect that your father's sudden illness has nothing to do with you! You clearly want your father to die sooner, so that you can immediately Control the Yang family, right?"

Yang Lin glanced at his aunt coldly, "If father has an accident, I will resign from all positions in the Yang family, leave Linhai from now on, and never set foot in the Yang family again!"

Yang Meilan nodded fiercely, "Okay! You said it yourself! Don't hold back when the time comes!"

"I, Yang Lin, do what I say!" Yang Lin scanned Yang Meilan and Yang Jing's faces, and said sternly, "But if Yang Chen rescued his father, I will pursue this matter to the end! Once I find out My father's illness was caused by man-made, no matter who it is, I will let him taste my Yang Lin tricks!"

Yang Meilan was chilled by Yang Lin's cold stare, she subconsciously looked away, and said to William: "Dr. Stop him!"

"Okay, then I will testify for you and let this fake doctor be punished by law!"

As soon as William finished speaking, he heard Yang Chen say loudly in the operating room: "You can all come in, Mr. Yang's illness doesn't need surgery at all, so naturally he's not afraid of being surrounded by you."

William sneered when he heard it: "It's ridiculous! Mr. Yang has intracranial hemorrhage, how can he stop the bleeding without surgery? How can the blood be released?"

"Don't you know if you go in and take a look?"

Yang Lin said something coldly, and walked into the operating room first, followed by Yang Meilan and others.

In the operating room at this time, only Yang Chen was standing beside the operating table, and several foreign doctors were watching from a distance of two or three meters away.

Yang Chen's right hand was resting on Yang Tiande's pulse gate, and his left hand was looking at his eyelids.

A foreign doctor walked up to William and asked eagerly: "Doctor William, the patient's indicators are declining, but this man drove us away. What is he going to do?"

William sneered, and said nonchalantly: "He said that he can save this man without surgery, and we can just watch."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Chen stretched out his hand to pull out all the tubes inserted into Yang Tiande's body, and a straight line was displayed on the life monitor.

Seeing this, Yang Jing rushed towards Yang Chen: "Yang Chen! Stop! What are you doing?!"

Yang Chen turned his head sharply, his sharp eyes fixed on Yang Jing: "When I'm treating the illness, you'd better not come over, otherwise the person who dies will be either your father or you!"

Looking at Yang Chen's cold gaze, Yang Jing suddenly felt a chill like falling into an ice cellar, as if a nail had been planted under his feet, he could no longer take a step forward, neither advancing nor retreating, and stood awkwardly on the spot.

After drinking Yang Jing, Yang Chen said to Yang Lin: "Your father's illness is not cerebral hemorrhage at all. If these foreigners who can only look at instruments are asked to operate on your father, you can go home and prepare for the old man at this time." It's a matter of future."

William sneered, "In this world, tools and instruments are the most deceptive things. The old man's CT image shows that there is a large area of ​​​​shadow in the brain. What is it if it is not bleeding?"

Yang Chen took out a delicate black leather bag from the inner pocket of his suit. After opening it, everyone found that inside the bag were various silver needles of different lengths, as well as many metal utensils that they had never seen before.

"The article on herbal medicine in Jinjian of the Medical School once recorded that there is a grass called Biyang in the extreme northern continent. This grass is born in the extreme day and breaks out of the ice at the extreme night. The shade leaves are turned into ice flakes, and the sun leaves are dried up in an instant, so it needs to be preserved properly, and it is an extremely rare herbal medicine."

While Yang Chen was chanting, he took out the silver needles from his bag and pierced Yang Tiande's body.

"The shady leaves of sun-shading grass have extremely cold medicinal properties, and can turn into gas at normal temperature. Those who inhale it will freeze from the brain, and within twelve hours, the whole body fluids will be frozen. At that time, the Daluo Immortal will be unable to recover."

William on the side made a series of ridicules, "The ignorant Xia people are really ridiculous. What age is it now, and there are still such professions as wizards? How could such grass exist? It is simply impossible!"

Yang Chen glanced at William with a half-smile, "Sun-sungrass is the most taboo to be exposed to normal temperature, once the craniotomy is performed, the frozen brain tissue will instantly vaporize, and you will be surprised to see that you of patients will have nothing left but an empty skull."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!" William said with an exaggerated smile, "If this kind of grass really exists, why hasn't anyone discovered it?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "It's still the same sentence, when the Xia people went to the North Pole, your ancestors still wore animal skins! Only fools would take their ignorance as pride."

"You!" William blushed at Yang Chen's resentment, "Okay, even if there is such a grass, how can you take it out of the patient's head without surgery?"

"Talk less and read more. I'm not your father, nor your teacher. I have no obligation to teach you everything."

As Yang Chen said, he pierced a five-inch long silver needle straight into the center of Yang Tiande's eyebrows, only about an inch exposed.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen took out a hollow crystal jar the size of a cricket jar from his bag. Surprisingly, although this jar was hollow, it didn't have any gaps, as if it was born like this.

Just when everyone was surprised, Yang Chen pointed the bottom of the jar at the tail of the silver needle, and an even more surprising scene happened.

I saw that the silver needle was slowly melting into the jar, like a red-hot needle inserted into the ice cube.

After a few seconds, the silver needle and the jar merged into one, and the next scene made everyone open their mouths—a wisp of white mist gradually overflowed from the root of the silver needle. It turned out that this hair-thin The silver needle turned out to be hollow!

The white mist slowly lingered in the crystal jar, accumulating more and more thicker, and finally began to condense into blocks at a speed visible to the naked eye!

An inch-long leaf began to appear in the crystal jar, and everyone who watched couldn't help but gasped.

At this time, the white mist no longer overflowed from the tail of the silver needle, Yang Chen quickly raised his hand, and the crystal jar and the silver needle suddenly separated, and the crystal jar was still in a natural state, as if the tiny hole at the bottom never existed at all.

With a smile on his face, Yang Chen shook the crystal jar towards William, the ice-like leaves in it jingled, but there was no sign of breaking at all.

William was dumbfounded for a while, and then blushed and shouted: "This, this is magic! It's Xia Guo's trick! There is no such thing in the world! It doesn't conform to the laws of physics!"

Yang Chen ignored him, and pulled out dozens of silver needles from Yang Tiande's body in a flowing manner.

Just when Yang Chen was about to reach out to pull out the needle between the eyebrows, the door of the operating room was suddenly knocked open, and four or five policemen rushed into the operating room.

"Don't move! Raise your hands!"

The muzzle of the black hole in the policeman's hand was aimed at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen stopped his hands, turned his head to look at the policeman and said, "Can I pull out this needle?"

"No!" The policeman rejected Yang Chen's words without hesitation, and shouted loudly: "Immediately squat down with your hands on your head!"

Yang Lin hurried over and explained: "Officer, you misunderstood, this gentleman is the doctor I invited to treat my father, not a bad person!"

"I don't care if he's a doctor or what, the report I received was that someone beat up a foreign friend here!" The policeman shook the gun in his hand at Yang Chen, "Was it you who beat someone just now?"

Yang Chen withdrew the hand that pulled out the needle, and said flatly, "That's right, it's me."

"If it's you, don't talk nonsense, put your hands on your head and squat down!"