Without the continuous influence of toxins, Cui Minjie can easily eliminate the sores on the skin surface.
All in all, as long as she could intervene before Zhang Dachuan completely healed the girl, her bet with Zhang Dachuan would not be considered a loss, and she would have a reason to not fulfill the bet by then.
But now, how can she defend herself?
The patient's physiological functions and various aspects of data are recovering so quickly. He might wake up in the next second, and the sores should have scabbed over in half a day at most.
There is no need for her at all!
Thinking of the bet she had made with Zhang Dachuan, Cui Minjie pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
If Cui Minjie was not expecting this change, then Yang Hailin felt completely disappointed and unwilling to do so.
Just now, he was refuting everyone by saying that the machine data had not changed, saying that Zhang Dachuan was playing tricks on everyone and deceiving everyone.
As a result, when he turned around, the data on the instruments began to recover in a good direction. How could this make him feel so embarrassed?
In the dark, he seemed to hear a loud slap on his face, making him completely unable to lift his head.
"Why?"
Yang Hailin looked at Zhang Dachuan standing in front of the hospital bed. The jealousy and anger in his eyes almost drove him crazy, "Why did you let this country bumpkin do it? When did acupuncture become so powerful!"
At the same time, Hua Kangren, who had been stunned by his daughter's reaction, slowly woke up from his chair.
After opening his eyes, Hua Kangren was dazed for a moment, as if he was reflecting on what happened to him. Then, he recalled the scene he saw before he fell into coma, and his whole body instantly became panicked.
"How is my daughter? Can we save her? Please save her!" He quickly stood up from the chair and started to walk to the hospital bed.
As a result, because he had just woken up from a coma and his body had not fully recovered, he stumbled and threw himself under the hospital bed.
Fortunately, Guo Tiande was close, and he once again used the orthopedic surgeon's sharp eyesight and quick hands when setting bones to hold Hua Kangren before he fell.
Guo Tiande said dumbfounded:
"Mr. Hua, even if you want to thank Divine Doctor Zhang, you don't need to give such a big gift. You are a generation apart."
He made a small joke. After all, Zhang Dachuan was standing directly in front of the direction where Hua Kangren fell.
If Guo Tiande hadn't supported him just now, he would have thrown himself down, which would have been equivalent to a bowing ceremony for Zhang Dachuan.
Hua Kangren was confused: "Director Guo, you...what do you mean?"
"What he means is that your daughter is fine. Doctor Zhang snatched her life back from the hands of the Lord of Hell." Ren Huamin smiled and asked Hua Kangren not to be too excited.
When Hua Kangren heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly looked at his daughter on the hospital bed. Seeing that her daughter was breathing steadily, he immediately turned to look at the instruments next to him.
After a long illness, Hua Kangren has become a doctor. In the past six months, Hua Kangren has been able to understand all kinds of data from the instruments in the iCU ward, at least to a certain extent.
He could easily tell that all aspects of his daughter's physical data were within the normal range.
All signs indicate that he heard correctly just now, and his daughter is really fine!
Hua Kangren was trembling all over. After hesitating for a moment with his mouth open, he suddenly squatted on the ground and burst into tears——
"Woo!"
This middle-aged man, whose face was full of vicissitudes of life, and whose hair had turned gray in just six months, was in tears.
He just squatted on the ground and cried loudly, and the hot tears seemed to pour out all the pressure and grievances he had suffered in the past six months. It was a sad scene that was truly unbearable for those who saw it and sad for those who heard it.
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang! Thank you, thank you so much!" Hua Kangren wiped away his tears, knelt on his knees and kowtowed quickly to Zhang Dachuan.
"Your great kindness will never be forgotten by me, Hua Kangren! From now on, you will be the benefactor of our family, and I will erect a longevity tablet for you."
Listening to his thanks, Zhang Dachuan hurriedly took two steps around the hospital bed, helped Hua Kangren up from the ground, and said:
"Mr. Hua, I am a doctor. It is my job to treat illnesses and save people. You don't need to thank me like this."
"Your health is not particularly good. It's best to keep your emotions calm and don't get too excited, otherwise you will be overjoyed and hurt your body. You should pay more attention to rest during this period."
"In addition, your daughter's body is also very weak after this serious illness. She needs to rest for a while. Before she wakes up, she should not be disturbed too much. Crying like you just did will also have an impact on her."
When Hua Kangren heard this, he quickly wiped away his tears, quickly stopped crying and calmed down.
He was not afraid of anything else. He was afraid of affecting his daughter's recovery.
Little did he know that this was actually what Zhang Dachuan said on purpose, to prevent Hua Kangren from falling ill due to his emotions from great sadness to great joy.
In fact, during the previous acupuncture, Zhang Dachuan specially injected a few drops of spiritual fluid into Hua Kangren's daughter's heart veins to ensure her smooth recovery.
Otherwise, given the girl's severely damaged vitality, even if the toxins were eliminated, it would be impossible for all aspects of the body's data to recover so quickly.
As the spiritual liquid moisturizes and repairs the girl's body, the sores on her body have begun to scab, and the redness and swelling around the sores have also begun to subside. It is expected that these sores will basically be healed in a day or two at most. Solidify and fall off.
Grow white, tender and delicate skin again.
"This is impossible, I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Yang Hailin suddenly became ferocious and shouted.
His eyes were red, like a gambler who had lost all his money. He pointed at the girl who was still awake on the hospital bed and said:
"She clearly hasn't woken up yet, and the infusion tube only contains the most basic nutrient solution, without sufficient energy intake. How could the data on these instruments return to normal so quickly?"
"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"Everything is fake!"
Seeing his crazy look, everyone in the ward fell silent.
Ren Huamin and Guo Tiande looked at each other without saying a word.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that something is wrong with Yang Hailin.
Even if what he said made some sense, the two of them didn't want to think about it deeply.
After all, if Zhang Dachuan really had the means to interfere with so many precision instruments instantly and deceived them, they would admit it.
Vice President Cui Minjie was also stunned and could not say a word.
Zhang Dachuan raised his eyes and scanned the crowd, finally resting on Yang Hailin, and said sarcastically:
"Is this the so-called disciple of a famous doctor?"
"Even the most basic qualities of a doctor have been forgotten. Not only was he not happy for the patient when he saw him being cured, but he yelled as if he was mad, not believing that the patient was cured."
"Haha, there is nothing in my mind except fighting for fame and fortune. Is a person like you worthy of being a doctor?"
Hearing Zhang Dachuan's words, Yang Hailin refuted it without thinking:
"Who can you fool by pretending to be a ghost? Even if you really cured her, it was only because of the continuous treatment of Senior Sister and Mr. Ren for half a year that you got such an advantage!"
