The Almighty God of War of the Female President

"I know they're going to dance, but no matter how much they dance, they can't beat the palm of my hand. However, I didn't think of the question your uncle raised. Chia, you should call your father quickly and ask him to come back as soon as possible. The other half of the shares will be transferred to you."

Wen Qianya asked:

"My father came back and asked my uncle to go overseas to take over his position. What will my father do?"

Wen Yugang said:

"Let's be the vice chairman, behind Wen Xiaofen."

"I'll call Dad outside, you can give my grandpa an injection."

Wen Qianya said to Ye Xiang, go out to the east side of the aisle to make a phone call.

Ye Xiang took out the needle box from his schoolbag and asked Wen Yugang:
"Grandpa, are you still dizzy?"

Wen Yugang said, "I'm dizzy, sometimes very dizzy, my eyes are dark, and I look like I'm going to faint."

Ye Xiang stood beside his head and observed, saying:
"There is a thrombus in a capillary in your brain, which has not been dissolved, and it cannot reach the thinnest part of this blood vessel. Once it is stuck there, you will feel dizzy and faint."

Wen Yugang said:

"Ye Xiang, how can you see the blood vessels in my brain? You saved me yesterday, and I want to thank you."

Ye Xiang only smiled and didn't speak, appearing extremely mysterious.

Wen Yugang was able to move today, Ye Xiang asked him to lie down with his head and feet turned in the same direction, so that he could pierce his Tianting acupoint.

Ye Xiang was about to give Wen Yugang an injection when Lin Hongsheng walked in with several doctors.One of the female doctors in a white coat has a tender face, a slender figure, and is particularly beautiful.

Lin Hongsheng seemed to be a different person from yesterday, he smiled and said to Ye Xiang:

"Master Ye, these doctors don't believe that acupuncture can cure stroke. I'll bring them here to experience it."

Ye Xiang smiled and said:
"I am a heretic doctor, and I am unrefined."

"But you use acupuncture to revive comatose patients, that's a fact." Lin Hongsheng said, "You give Mr. Wen an acupuncture and let them see it."

Four doctors gathered around to watch.

Seeing Ye Xiang's skillful and flexible hand gestures, the beautiful doctor still frowned.Like the other three male doctors, he also showed disbelief.

Ye Xiang stabbed the needle calmly, his movements were very elegant, with a slight pressure, the silver needle entered Wen Yugang's head silently.

While pricking, he introduced the names and functions of these acupoints to the doctor.After the needle was pricked, he began to twist the needle.

Lin Hongsheng pointed to the silver needle and said:
"Look, there is a blue-white mist coming out of his hand, and it is spinning around the silver needle."

Several doctors took a closer look, and they really saw a mist lingering around the silver needle, and their frowning brows relaxed.

The beautiful doctor's face glowed red, and she stared at Ye Xiang ambiguously.

When the fourth needle was twisted, Wen Yugang let out a comfortable moan:

"Well, Ye Xiang, my mind is much clearer, and my eyes light up."

Several doctors looked at each other, the beautiful doctor shook her head and said:

"It's incredible."

"Can a situation like this be written into a medical textbook as a case?"

A male doctor asked another male doctor.

"It's just a coincidence, there's no inevitability."

The other doctor still didn't believe it, so he turned and walked out of the ward.

Ye Xiang didn't care whether they believed it or not, he just twisted it seriously.After twisting it three times, he was so tired that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wen Yugang said gratefully:

"Ye Xiang, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Hongsheng who was at the door was a little moved when he heard this, and said to Wen Qianya who walked in:
"Your driver is not only highly skilled in medicine, but also has a first-class character, which is rare."

Wen Qianya just smiled and looked at Zhu Fangfei, the aunt.

At this time, a woman in the third ward on the east side burst into tears, as if someone had died.

"Go and call the doctor."

Someone said and ran out of the ward, towards the doctor's office.Running to the door, he anxiously said to the inside:
"Doctor Min, the patient in Ward 6 has passed out."

Two doctors came out of the office quickly, they just came to see Ye Xiang had an injection.

They walked into the ward, looked at the patient lying straight on the bed, and got busy.

The beautiful doctor rolled the patient's eyelids, listened to her heart with a receiver hanging on his chest, and said solemnly:
"Her heart stopped."

The male doctor was taking the patient's pulse, shaking his head and saying:

"Her pulse is gone."

After they checked, the male doctor whispered to the beautiful doctor, shook his head and said to the patient's family:
"Her heart stopped beating, and her pulse was absent. She can be rescued, but there is little hope."

The male doctor said to the beautiful doctor:
"You go and give her a critical illness notice, and I will arrange rescue."

The two doctors said and hurried away.

As soon as the doctor left, several family members in the ward burst into tears and turned upside down.

Ye Xiang was also watching from the crowd. He could see from the patient's expression that she was still alive, but she was in cardiac arrest caused by acute myocardial infarction.

Healing the wounded and saving lives is humanitarianism, and it is also the conscience and responsibility of doctors.

Ye Xiang didn't think too much about it, and didn't ask the doctor or the patient's family for permission. He immediately stepped forward and grabbed the patient's two hands, tightly pinching the "Dianxin points" on her two middle fingers.

After pinching for more than three minutes, he said to the two family members of the patients who looked at him curiously:
"Pick her up quickly."

The two family members knew that he had revived the patient in Ward No. 8, so they immediately helped the patient up. Ye Xiang squeezed his fist with his right hand, first lightly tapped her on the back, and then on her chest.

After knocking back and forth more than ten times in this way, the miracle appeared again:

The patient's gray face was flushed with blood, his eyelids moved a few times, and he opened his eyes slowly.

"Okay, her heart is beating again, put her down."

Ye Xiang stretched out his hand to feel the patient's pulse:
"She has a pulse, too."

After the patient lay down, he actually said:
"I'm fine, thank him soon."

"Miraculous doctor, thank you."

The patient's sister was so moved that she bent her knees to kneel down to Ye Xiang, but Ye Xiang rushed up to support her:

"No, I just saw that it's a matter of little effort, it's nothing."

He helped the woman around 40 years old, and the beautiful doctor came in from the outside, took out a critical illness notice in his hand, and without looking at the patient on the bed, opened his mouth and said:
"Who is the family member of the patient? This is the critical illness notice."

Everyone froze there, and the ward became silent.

"what's wrong?"

The beautiful doctor looked at them puzzled.

Ye Xiang reminded her:

"Doctor, her heart is beating again, and she has a pulse. Put away the danger notice."

"what?"

The beautiful doctor hurriedly went to see the patient on the hospital bed and was stunned.

The patient whose face was ashen and eyes closed just now was still lying there motionless on his back, but his eyes were blinking, looking at her flickeringly.

The beautiful doctor was extremely embarrassed, quickly took back the critical illness notice in her hand, stuffed it into the white coat, looked at the patient and asked: