The female president's fierce medical son-in-law

They were about to be driven away yesterday, but as soon as Lin Tong came, Dean Guo immediately changed his attitude.

Lin Tong also said that Lin Tong's medical expenses were paid in advance by him, so she respected Lin Tong more and was full of gratitude. She used to call him by his first name, but now she changed her name to Dr. Lin.

Lin Tong and his grandfather stood in front of Lin Baogui's head, talking softly like two doctors consulting each other.

"His internal organs are all normal, but he is unconscious and has become a vegetable."

Lin Tong asked his grandfather softly:

"The sensory nerves in his brain are blocked and numb, so he has been in a dormant state. Grandpa, can you revive him?"

Grandpa's name is Liu Yansong. Liu Yansong thought about it and answered seriously:

"To be honest, I have never treated a vegetative person. But I know that only by using ghost gate thirteen needles can I try its effect."

"He wanders in front of the ghost gate, and after a long time, he will be brain-dead. Once he is brain-dead, there is no way to save him."

When Lin Tong heard this, he became even more anxious.

Wang Hongju and several other family members of the patient also cared and listened.

Liu Yansong lowered his voice even lower:

"The chances of vegetative people being revived are very low, and it is a miracle that they can really be revived."

Lin Tong used his eyes to draw Grandpa out of the ward, and discussed with him softly:
"Grandpa, you said you can try the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, can you give him a try?"

"I don't know the thirteen needles of the ghost door, but only the eighteen methods of the strange door, the Liuhe magic needle and the nine yin resurrection needle."

Liu Yansong was a little embarrassed and said:
"Is this patient important?"

Lin Tong nodded:
"He has important information in his mouth, which is very important to our family, so I want to do my best to revive him."

He didn't explain in detail, for fear of adding psychological burden to grandpa.

Liu Yansong pondered and said:

"Xiaotong, it's not that I refuse to help you with this favor. I don't think I'm sure. If it doesn't work, it will be embarrassing."

"I just came here and people were looking at me."

Lin Tong understands grandpa's mood, but if he can wake up Lin Baogui, grandpa can not only get off to a good start, but also make a name for himself.

"One is that there is no precedent for treating a vegetative person, and the other is that I am old, and I can do acupuncture, but I can't twist it with merit, and I don't have that much internal strength."

Lin Tong's eyes lit up, full of surprise:

"Grandpa, you stick the needle and I twist the needle. We, grandpa and grandson, may be able to save him by working together."

Liu Yansong stared at him blankly:
"Xiao Tong, is your internal strength good? I remember that before you went down the mountain, your internal strength was not half as strong as mine."

Lin Tong didn't want to tell about the inheritance, so he smiled and said:
"Grandpa, I have grown a lot after going down the mountain for more than a year. There is absolutely no problem with my internal strength."

"But if you can wake him up, say that you woke him up, so that you can build up your prestige here."

When Liu Yansong heard this, he also got excited:

"You really have internal strength, maybe it will be effective. The key to resuscitating a vegetative person is to pinpoint the acupoints. You must touch his sensory nerve points. Even a little deviation will not work. Not only will it have no effect, it may even be fatal."

"For example, the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head can't be deviated at all."

When Lin Tong heard his grandfather say this, he secretly rejoiced:
"So grandpa, these days I dare not give him an injection easily, otherwise I would have given him the eighteen methods of Zhaqimen a long time ago."

"He is a ghost gate, not a strange gate. You know the eighteen tricks of the strange gate, but it is useless."

"You don't have such high requirements for acupuncture points when you give cardiovascular and cerebrovascular patients. You just need to turn your internal energy into heat and enter his body to ablate the thrombus in his blood vessels."

Lin Tong was amazed in his heart, Grandpa is really a famous old Chinese doctor in Wumeng Mountain, what he said is right, but fortunately I didn't use the Qimen Eighteen Methods for Lin Baogui, otherwise something would really happen.

"Grandpa, let's go and wake him up right away. We can't delay any longer. I'm afraid that after a long time, if he becomes brain dead, he will be helpless."

Lin Tong immediately took his grandfather to his office, put on a white coat with him, and took the box of silver needles and walked towards Lin Baogui's ward.

Lin Baogui became a vegetative state and could not move easily, so he had to be given needles on the hospital bed.

Because they were all pierced in the head, the hospital bed had to be pulled out by [-] to [-] centimeters, and they sat behind his head to give him the needles.

Lin Tong asked his grandfather to sit behind Lin Baogui's head, and he sat aside, handing him the silver needles one by one.

Liu Yansong is worthy of being an old Chinese doctor. As soon as he sat down, his posture was in place, and his technique was so skillful that he pricked Lin Guigui's head with a needle.

Because the acupuncture points on the head are too important and the accuracy is very high, he pricked them carefully and cautiously.

Seeing that Lin Tong invited an old Chinese doctor to give needles to the vegetative, some family members of the patients gathered around to watch curiously.

Zhu Qianqian, Sha Shuilin, and Hu Jiaqi, director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, also came over to watch the excitement after hearing about it.

The inside and outside of the ward were full of people, but no one dared to speak.

Can this old Chinese doctor revive a vegetative?
They all held a skeptical attitude and watched his hand nervously.

"Look at this old Chinese doctor, his hands are trembling a little. How can he wake him up by looking for the acupuncture points repeatedly?"

"He's about to make a fool of himself, and he seems a little nervous."

Lin Tong didn't chase them away either. If it wasn't for the sake of keeping it secret, he would have used his mobile phone to broadcast the scene live, so as to improve the reputation of the hospital and his grandfather.

At this time, a woman in her 40s walked in, looking like a capable woman.

"Get out of the way, let me in."

She is Lin Baogui's younger sister, named Lin Yingying, married in the provincial capital.

Knowing that her brother had become a vegetable, she came from the provincial capital to see him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the ward, I saw an old Chinese doctor giving my brother a head injection.

With so many people inside and outside the ward, she only knew her sister-in-law Wang Hongju.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Lin Yingying didn't ask 21, went to her brother's bed, and asked Liu Yansong:

"My brother has become a vegetable, why do you still prick his head with a silver needle?"

Liu Yansong was startled, and looked up at Lin Tong.

Lin Tong heard that she called Lin Baogui his elder brother, and knew that she was Lin Baogui's younger sister, so he explained gently:

"I talked to a well-known old Chinese doctor and tried to revive him with silver needles."

In order to convince her, Lin Tong deliberately did not say that Liu Yansong was his grandfather, but a famous old Chinese doctor.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yingying didn't sell "famous" accounts at all, and her face immediately turned down:
"I've never heard that silver needles can wake up vegetative people. It's just a fantasy."

"I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner. I know that it is very difficult to revive a vegetative person."

She turned to look at Wang Hongju:

"Sister-in-law, why did you get my brother to see a doctor in this small hospital? Is this a private hospital?"

"I suspect that my brother was treated as a vegetable by them."

"what?"

There was a booing sound inside and outside the ward.

After hearing this, several doctors nodded secretly.

Sha Shuilin looked at Lin Tong with a complicated expression. If the patient had been rescued to a big hospital that day, he might not have become a vegetable.