Greatest anchor in history

Chapter 40

Lin Muye, the president of the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the vice president of the University of Medical Sciences, and the deputy director of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

To put it bluntly, if Lin Muye said a word, the entire medical community would tremble.

So now that he publicly expressed his support for Zhang Xiaoqiang, all the doctors present were both stunned and surprised, especially Director Huang's face was very expressive at the moment, his throat was constantly agitating, but he couldn't make a sound.

In the end, Xu Deli acted as a veteran peacemaker in an official tone: "Uh, hehe, Dean Lin is of course qualified to vouch for the junior, but his identity..."

"Call the family members of the patient, and if they agree, then there is no problem." It can be seen that Lin Muye is a vigorous and decisive person, and he will absolutely follow through on what he is sure of.

This is in line with the quality that a doctor should have. Otherwise, when someone says something to you when you see a doctor, you will be shaken, so how can you give the patient a doctor's order in the end?

Seeing Lin Muye's firm attitude, Xu Deli was also angry.

After all, this is his territory, and it is really embarrassing for him to be restrained like this now.

Xu Deli even wondered for a while whether Zhang Xiaoqiang was secretly sent by Linmuye to make trouble.

But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely. With the status and level of the forestry industry in the medical field, it doesn't need to be so troublesome if you want to teach someone a lesson.

That being the case... Sweeping at Zhang Xiaoqiang again, the corners of Xu Deli's lips curled into an imperceptible arc: Humph!You are so supportive of this kid, and he will make trouble later, I see how you, a leading doctor in the medical field, will still be in the industry in the future.

After thinking about it, Xu Deli said: "Director Huang, you should have the phone number of the patient's family members, and contact his granddaughter according to Dean Lin's wishes."

"But……"

"let's hit."

Calmly, he gave Director Huang a wink, and Director Huang, who was also of the same breed, immediately understood, took out his mobile phone, and quickly connected to Su Lengche's call.

"Hello, Miss Su? I'm..."

"Balabala" confirmed the hospital's affairs with Su Lengche in detail. Director Huang repeatedly emphasized the dangers of such an approach and the hospital's advice to exempt responsibility. Then he turned around and handed the mobile phone in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Go on." Call, she is looking for you."

After picking up the phone, Zhang Xiaoqiang said "Hello" uncertainly.

Then the female voice on the other end of the phone said softly: "Xiaoqiang, I have some things in other places and I can't go back for the time being. Grandpa's things...please."

"Uh... You heard what Director Huang said just now, so you're not afraid..."

"Don't be afraid! What other people say is other people's business. I only believe what I see. I believe in you Xiaoqiang, I believe in your medical skills, and I believe in your character, so Grandpa will entrust you."

Hearing this, the blood in Zhang Xiaoqiang's body surged wildly, he seemed to feel that the small universe was exploding.

This was the first time someone trusted and praised him so much. At this moment, he felt that he was the undead saint Seiya who was beaten to death every time he encountered a strong enemy, and then resurrected with full blood after Athena summoned him.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened the microphone and said solemnly, "Don't worry! Your grandpa will be cured!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the mobile phone to Director Huang, and then handed out a stream of consciousness: "Old man, the twelve needles of the holy hand!"

"Roger that!"

After half a second, the familiar feeling came to him again, and at this moment, Lin Muye asked: "Young man, can we start?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded: "It's ok."

"Okay! Director Huang, please go to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of your hospital to get the tools for acupuncture."

"Don't bother, I have it here!" While speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook one hand, and twelve small silver needles suddenly appeared on the fingertips.

Seeing this scene, all the doctors present stared wide-eyed. Thanks to Zhang Xiaoqiang, he didn't say "The next moment is to witness the miracle", otherwise it would be like "close-up magic".

"Hmph! Grandstanding!" Director Huang snorted contemptuously.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't respond, his eyes were fixed on Su Bingkun's body, just like the last time he rescued the little VIP, Su Bingkun's body surface was also radiant at this time, twelve bright spots running through the veins were clearly visible, guiding Zhang Xiaoqiang where the needle should be placed .

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a silver needle from his fingertips, adjusted it along the way, and plunged it in decisively.

Pulling, pulling, lifting, twisting, as the first silver needle fell, he followed it one by one without stopping.

In the eyes of others, it is pleasing to the eye and amazed.

"This guy is very confident in his acupuncture skills!"

"Well, his self-confidence comes from his control of acupuncture points. I really didn't expect to have such accomplishments at such a young age. It's a dreadful young man!"

The accompanying doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine were discussing in low voices.

"However... It's the first time I've seen the number of stitches he does this way? Has any of you seen it?"

"Hiss, according to what you said, it's really true."

"Hmph, I think she's just messing around." It was a young female doctor who spoke. Although she was not old, judging from the reaction of the people to his words, she seemed to be an authority.

Lin Muye stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang intently, and the word "Chuan" on his old forehead became more and more clear. This master of traditional Chinese medicine has not made a comment so far, but just watched the young man perform the acupuncture with a solemn expression.

Xu Deli saw these details completely in his eyes, and at this moment he sneered secretly in his heart: Humph, Linmuye, Linmuye, throwing a stone at your own foot, I'll see how you end up later.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang had completed eleven stitches in a row, his dark cheeks were covered with sweat, it could be seen that he was very tired, and his right hand was trembling faintly.

There is one last stitch, hold on!The encouragement of Miracle Doctor Hua came from my mind.

If you lose here, you will lose not only Su Bingkun's life, but also the face of Chinese medicine practitioners, and... Su Lengche's trust!
Clenching his teeth, Zhang Xiaoqiang adjusted his breath, and without any hesitation, he lifted the needle steadily and inserted it.

Finally finished!
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt relieved, and as soon as he turned around, he heard an old voice behind him: "This... This is the twelve needles of the Holy Hand!"

Lin Muye stared at the twelve silver needles stuck vertically on Su Bingkun's body, his straight body trembled slightly, and he seemed quite excited.

"The Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand!? Old Lin, you are talking about the "Twelve Needles of the Holy Hand" given by the genius doctor Hua Tuo?" An old Chinese doctor who was older than Lin Muye said in amazement.

"Impossible, master, the twelve needles of the holy hand have been lost for many years, how could this person learn it at such a young age?" The young female doctor just now questioned on the spot.

Lin Muye didn't answer, but turned around and fixed his eyes on Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Young man, may I ask you that the acupuncture technique you used just now is the "twelve needles of holy hands" of the old doctor Hua?"

"I..." Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes went dark, and he fell straight down.

(End of this chapter)