Although the trust in Su Qingyu in the live broadcast room gradually began to shift towards Jiang Yunfei next door.
But Su Qingyu, who knows that when dealing with any patient, must make a thorough diagnosis before taking action, he still observes the patient's condition carefully.
Next room.
Jiang Yunfei finished sterilizing the silver needle, then closed his eyes and performed a special breathing method.
Immediately, he suddenly opened his eyes, held up the silver needle with both hands, and quickly started applying the needles on the patient's back.
Judging from his many years of acupuncture experience, he can say that he knows the acupuncture points near the lungs of lung cancer patients by heart.
For him, it also takes a lot of time to check on the patient's condition.
For someone as proud as him, it was an insult.
In the live broadcast room, everyone saw the demeanor of a master as Jiang Yunfei fluttered his hands and applied the needles calmly.
On the next screen, Su Qingyu was still carrying out inspection work.
Only Mu Hanyan began to take out silver needles for disinfection.
At present, it is clear which of the two doctors is more confident.
"What's the matter with Dr. Su? It's been five minutes since I entered the room, and you're still looking? Didn't you say something lofty and have a 100% success rate before entering the room? But you actually saw the patient, and were you scared?"
"Why are you speaking so harshly? Doctor Su is cautious and responsible for his patients, you know? Why are you so anxious? Be careful that next time you get sick, I will send you a doctor who will give you an injection!"
"I also want to support Dr. Su, but why is she still hanging up? Pretending to be an expert without speaking?!"
"It's so funny that the verdict has been made. As expected, doctors like Dr. Jiang who don't rely on words and speak with facts can make people feel at ease."
"..."
Seeing the comments on Su Qingyu begin to be overwhelming, saying that what she said before was extremely arrogant.
Wang Bingbing, who was explaining outside the door, also became a little anxious for Su Qingyu.
"It seems that Dr. Su has his own unique diagnosis and treatment rhythm, but as the successor of Taiyi Magic Acupuncture, I hope everyone will continue to support Dr. Su!"
As an acquaintance, Wang Bingbing contributed her own strength and began to speak for her.
If the doctor is not treating you, you are not allowed to come in and disturb you.
She was so anxious to open the door to remind Su Qingyu to move quickly.
In the ward.
Su Qingyu, who had placed her fingers on the patient's pulse for a long time, finally opened her eyes.
"Qingyu, how is the patient's condition?"
Mu Hanyan, who had finished sterilizing the eighteen silver needles, asked with concern.
"Sure enough, it is an advanced stage of cancer. Looking at his pulse, the cancer cells are not only in the lungs, but have spread to other internal organs."
"This diagnosis and treatment may use up all my energy."
"Sister, when the time comes, you will assist me and control these three acupuncture points."
After tapping three acupuncture points on the patient's chest, Su Qingyu said with a confused expression.
"good!"
Mu Hanyan agreed, then looked at Su Qingyu who looked not very good, and said with concern,
"Qingyu, you're in charge of this one, can you bear it physically?"
During this period of practice, Mu Hanyan also discovered that the Taiyi Divine Acupuncture requires Qi to control the needle to achieve the best effect.
But after Su Qingyu fainted many times before, she was now very worried about whether Su Qingyu's physical strength could sustain it.
Su Qingyu shook her head resolutely: "It's hard to say, but I am willing to use my last breath to save this patient!"
After speaking, she helped the patient up and prepared to start acupuncture with Mu Hanyan.
"Sister, all eighteen needles will come out this time!"
As she spoke, she grabbed fifteen silver needles.
The last time all eighteen of them came out at once was when they were treating Chen Feifei, who was as angry as silk.
At that time, multiple acupuncture treatments and systematic antidote were used to snatch Chen Feifei's life back in front of the King of Hell.
But this time the patient was even more difficult to treat than Chen Feifei's time.
Close your eyes and concentrate.
Feel the warmth in your Dantian beginning to converge towards your hands like thousands of streams.
Su Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, and instantly her hair was covered with black hair.
"Shua!!"
"Shua!!"
The silver needles pierced the air one by one and stuck into the acupuncture points on the patient's back at extremely fast speeds.
Different from the last time the acupuncture was performed, Su Qingyu's body was even more strange this time.
Although the camera crew recorded through the large glass window in the corridor.
But everyone in the live broadcast room still saw an incredible scene.
Every needle Su Qingyu used was shrouded in fine white light.
If Jiang Yunfei was performing acupuncture next door, everyone would only see an afterimage.
But Su Qingyu's side is completely different.
Everyone only saw bursts of dazzling white light appearing behind the patient.
The air within a one-meter radius of the hospital bed twisted and rippled like a summer noon.
"F*ck! Su Shen! I admit that I spoke a little too loudly just now. Is this an acupuncture technique that humans can perform?"
"Guigui, are you sure the film crew didn't add special effects to Dr. Su's ward alone?"
"I just watched it on TV at the same time and confirmed that it was broadcast live. This is too strong!"
“When I was watching Zhonghua when I was a kid, the main character’s dishes would glow when the lid was lifted. Now Dr. Su’s acupuncture is the same, and I think it’s awesome at first glance!”
"Hiss...who said before that Jiang's acupuncture is similar to Taiyi Divine Needle? Please don't try to mess with it, okay? Are these two acupuncture from the same dimension?"
"..."
In just ten seconds when Su Qingyu applied the acupuncture, the style of the barrage suddenly changed.
Everyone was stunned. Wang Bingbing outside the door also opened her mouth in surprise and forgot to explain.
The gray-haired judges were speechless as if they had been cast into group silence.
When President Tang Bufan, who was pushing a wheelchair, saw the "miracle" in the ward, his cloudy old eyes shed tears of excitement.
His hands were trembling, and he resisted the urge to stand up, and kept murmuring: "Sure enough, it's the Taiyi Divine Needle, and sure enough..."
In the next room, Jiang Yunfei received acupuncture and his forehead was already sweating.
But when he saw the assistant bringing tea with the pills dissolved in him, he immediately retracted his needles and wiped away the sweat.
"It's almost done. The patient's body has been preliminarily adjusted for him. Although it is useless in treating cancer cells, it has activated his vitality to the greatest extent."
"During this period, his absorption of drugs was no different from that of a normal person."
"Without further ado, let's feed him some medicine."
Jiang Yunfei gave up his seat next to the bed, and upon hearing this, the assistant put the cup that turned into black soup to the patient's mouth.
"Master, are you sure?..."
Hearing that the assistant was still hesitating, Jiang Yunfei frowned and said dissatisfied:
"Just pour it in. I know the medicine I have improved."
"If you're afraid, just put it on the bedside table first. When my wrist regains some strength, I can feed him to drink it myself."
"Uh..." Seeing Jiang Yunfei's insistence and confident look, the assistant gritted his teeth and drank the decoction in his hand to the patient.
Half a minute later, Jiang Yunfei watched with satisfaction as the patient's pale cheeks gradually began to blush, and the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously...
