Rural Shennong

Seeing that Chen Ping was going to give the needle, Gao Cuiyun and Huang Jingtong's mother and daughter felt their hearts hang in their throats.

Huang Jingtong looked at Chen Ping nervously. Although she said she chose to believe in Chen Ping, Chen Ping looked too young.

At this moment, the silver needle in Chen Ping's hand fell steadily, and precisely pierced the acupuncture points on Huang Dabin's head.

quick!allow!stable!

Seeing that Chen Ping was so skillful in performing acupuncture, Gao Cuiyun and Huang Jingtong couldn't help but relax a bit.

Although they didn't know the way of acupuncture and moxibustion, from a layman's point of view, Chen Ping's composure was enough to show that he was quite sure.

On the other hand, Yang Jingwei, who saw this scene, had a sneer on his face:

"It's just to deceive ordinary people who don't know medical skills."

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Chen Ping's acupuncture looks decent, but in fact he is playing tricks.

He was once fortunate enough to witness his master, the old dean Zhou administering acupuncture. Before performing acupuncture, the old dean first found the patient's acupoints, and then slowly applied the needles.

Because the acupuncture points of the human body are too small, once a mistake occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, even a respected medical senior like Dean Zhou must be cautious before performing acupuncture.

But Chen Ping, a brat, gave needles without even looking at them. This is simply nonsense!

Just as he was thinking, Chen Ping had already dropped the second needle.

Still not looking at the acupoints, the speed was extremely fast, and it landed on Huang Dabin's head in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the third needle!

Seeing Chen Ping drop three needles, even Yang Jingwei couldn't help being startled.

He originally thought that Chen Ping was just a liar, relying on the folk remedies he had learned, using the stimulation of the brain nerves to forcibly wake the patient up, so that he could claim medical expenses from the patient's family.

But now, it seems that it is not what he thought, one stitch is okay, if it is connected to three stitches, if it is not done well, it may cause death!

Is he really not afraid of accidents?

Just as he was thinking so, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a grey-haired but energetic old man in a white coat walked in.

Behind him, followed by three or four young doctors.

Seeing the person coming, Yang Jingwei immediately showed respect and greeted him respectfully, saying:

"Master!"

Old Dean Zhou nodded slightly, and asked calmly:

"I just learned that one of your patients fainted suddenly. How is the situation now?"

"Is the patient out of danger?"

Hearing this, Yang Jingwei just remembered the business, and hurriedly replied:

"No, I'm still lying on the hospital bed."

After the words fell, the old dean Zhou's face suddenly darkened and reprimanded:

"what happened?"

"Didn't I tell you that at any time, the first priority is to save the lives of patients, and you will ignore what I say?"

Faced with Master's reprimand, Yang Jingwei did not dare to refute at all, and could only point to Chen Ping in front of the hospital bed and said angrily:

"Master, listen to my explanation, it's not that I don't save people."

"I originally wanted the patient to have a CT scan of the brain before deciding how to treat it, but that kid insisted that he could be cured with acupuncture."

"I want to oppose his injection, but the patient's family has already agreed. I really have no choice."

Hearing what Yang Jingwei said, Dean Zhou and several young doctors brought with him looked at the hospital bed one after another.

When they saw Chen Ping giving Huang Dabin an injection, the expressions of the young doctors changed dramatically.

If this is treated indiscriminately, it will be a big trouble to treat the patient with problems.

When Dean Zhou saw this scene, his face also changed.

Seeing this, Yang Jingwei immediately hit the railway while it was hot:

"Master, you are an authority on acupuncture and moxibustion in our Ningdong County and even the entire Lin'an City."

"You came at the right time. With you here, the family members will definitely understand that that kid is a liar."

"I'll tell that liar to stop!"

After the words fell, Yang Jingwei was about to step forward to stop Chen Ping.

But at this moment, old Dean Zhou's face suddenly changed slightly, and he shouted angrily:

"shut up!"

After being reprimanded by the master, Yang Jingwei was stunned.

He didn't understand what old Dean Zhou meant by this, so he turned around to look, only to find that Master's face was full of shock at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, the shock turned into disbelief, and in the end, it completely turned into deep reverence!

Yang Jingwei was very familiar with this look, it was how he looked when facing his master.

How is this going?

He asked with some doubts:

"Master, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Old Dean Zhou interrupted angrily:

"Shut up, don't disturb me watching the expert perform the needle."

After the words fell, Yang Jingwei froze in place as if struck by lightning!

Senior?

In the entire Ningdong County, the master with the highest medical skills is the master. How can there be any expert?

But when he saw that the master was looking at Chen Ping who was applying the needles in front of him very seriously, just like observing the master's apprentice

, A terrible idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

Could it be that the master mentioned by the master is the young man who I despise and regard as a liar?

This is impossible!

At this moment, Chen Ping had already inserted the fourth needle precisely.

Then, he gently twisted the silver needle that had been pierced on the acupuncture point, and with his movement, a trace of blood flowed out along the silver needle.

The blood was dark red in color, which was different from normal blood at first glance.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jingwei couldn't help showing deep shock in his eyes.

As the chief doctor, he recognized at a glance that this dark dark red blood was exactly the color of congestion!

In other words, Huang Dabin really fainted due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage!

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Ping with deep disbelief in his eyes!

How did he see it at a glance?

No, it must be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, that must be it!

At this time, Chen Ping had released all the congestion in Huang Dabin's brain through the acupuncture points of the silver needle.

Seeing this, he slowly put away the silver needle.

Seeing this, Gao Cuiyun couldn't help but anxiously stepped forward and asked:

"My old Huang, how is he?"

Chen Ping glanced at Huang Dabin lying on the hospital bed, and replied with a faint smile:

"There's nothing wrong with it, you should be able to wake up soon."

While talking, Huang Dabin on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, the mother and daughter Gao Cuiyun and Huang Jingtong couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately surrounded Huang Dabin with tears and concern on their faces.

Until this moment, the old Dean Zhou who had been watching all the time came back to his senses, sighed slowly and said:

"Such a miraculous acupuncture technique is simply a genius doctor in the world!"

As soon as the words fell, he immediately walked towards Chen Ping with a look of respect on his face.