Chapter 246

Situ Ruoxue's eyes were full of disbelief. She knew what this represented. Her grandfather died, and she immediately became dull.

"Everybody out."

Jiangning's voice rang. Situ Ruo looked back and looked at Jiangning. The simple five words seemed to give her great hope.

"Mr. Jiang, you mean, grandfather, he still..."

Before the words of situ Ruoxue were finished, Jiangning waved, "cardiac arrest can also be rescued. You can't understand such a simple truth, can you?"

Just in a word, situ Ruoxue's expression is turned into expectation, and her eyes twinkle with hope, "that is to say, is there any help?"

Jiangning nodded slowly. Even if he was talking, he didn't stop in his hand. He had already started to apply the needle.

Situ Ruoxue bowed to Jiangning solemnly. Then she took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "everyone out, don't disturb Mr. Jiang."

Zhao Liwei is dull. He can still save. He has memorized all the acupoints. There is nothing wrong with acupuncture and bloodletting. Why can't he save master situ.

"My methods are all right. Why can't I save them?" He said to himself, as if he had asked himself, as if he had asked others.

At this time, Jiangning's silver needles pierced the important acupoints of master situ's whole body with several pieces of speed, and as he pricked down his 14 silver needles.

All the people outside the door were stunned. The little fourteen silver needles made the ECG fluctuate again.

"My God, even if the rescue didn't work so fast, did master situ take a fork in his breath before? Now he's breathing, so he's alive again."

"That is, this Jiangning life is too good, this kind of small probability event will also happen, acupuncture can save, I am a Chinese medicine student, I don't believe it."

People pointed to ECG, eyes full of disbelief, once again in front of Jiangning discussion.

But the doctor in charge of master situ was already dull. He kept murmuring in his mouth. Then he stood up, and his whole body was lying on the glass, as if trying to see something clearly.

Jiangning is holding the last silver needle. Zhenyuan in his hand slowly clings to the silver needle. At this time, people suddenly have an illusion that a mini dragon is flying at Jiangning's fingertips.

When looking carefully again, Jiangning still had only a single silver needle in his hand. Jiangning shot again, and the needle seemed to stick down at will.

In people's eyes, Jiangning didn't aim at any acupoints.

An intern wearing glasses helped the frame. "This random method of needling, even if master situ has nothing to do, it's estimated that this needling will lead to something."

Diddidi!

The instrument gave an alarm again, the old man's blood pressure and heart rate rose in a flash, then slowly fell to normal level.

The interns were completely dull. They didn't understand that Jiangning just had one shot to make the old man live.

"It's impossible. It must be the pain that stimulates the patient. The patient's blood and blood flow speeds up. This nonsense can also cure the disease. There is no method at all. How can the patient be saved? The old man is just looking back now."

Another chubby intern looked at Jiangning, his eyes full of disdain.

The attending doctor seemed to recover from the shock, "you know a fart, but also pain stimulates the blood flow to speed up, how much pain can a needle prick you?"

"What's more, the pain lasts for a long time, and the patient's heart rate and blood pressure are maintained under normal conditions for such a long time. This is really effective rescue, not because the pain causes the heart rate and blood pressure to fluctuate violently."

The two interns who spoke looked at the doctor in charge reluctantly. They were just interns. They were very quiet. What else could they do when the doctors talked?

In their eyes, they were unwilling to hide from the doctor in charge. He shook his head and said in his heart, "it's sad to be ignorant and to be a personality."

He has never seen Jiangning's needling method, but judging from the situation on the instrument, the old man is really much better, and it's not a reflection.

Generally speaking, the duration of return light is very short, only lasts for a few minutes, and in medicine, this kind of return light is also a rare situation.

Therefore, these interns are just talking nonsense. Moreover, he has seen a lot of traditional Chinese medicine needling, and it takes time to identify and debate acupoints. Jiangning's needling technique is like flowing water.

People who have no experience can't do this at all, and he also remembers that Jiangning is not random needling, which he can be sure.

He dares to say that even some experienced traditional Chinese medicine can not do Jiangning so skilled acupuncture, so before he would try to see Jiangning's treatment process, is to make no mistakes.

At this time, Jiangning stopped and stood in front of the hospital bed, his lips gently opened, as if he was talking about something, sometimes with a smile, which made some interns unable to see.

"Look at him, come out when he's alive, and pretend to be deep. No one says that he's complacent because he's better at medicine. Is this the sense of achievement of standing in front of the patient and enjoying the life of the patient?"

"My God, why does this person like to pretend so much? It's just that he's lucky. He pricked a few needles to make the patient recover, but he still can't come out?"

Even if the attending doctor explained it, some people still felt that Jiangning was randomly applying needles.

As time went by, Jiangning began to apply the needle again, but this time, the position of the needle was on the head, and all of a sudden, the interns outside exploded.

"Isn't this brother Zhao's acupuncture technique? It's copying brother Zhao's treatment plan to stop him. These are all brother Zhao's, and they don't belong to him. Why should he step in and snatch the glory?"

"The sorrow of the Chinese people is that they can only copy. What he is doing now is really despised by those of us who are also Chinese medicine practitioners."

But they all sneer at each other. Situ Ruoxue sends someone to block the door. She doesn't speak, but no one dares to enter at this time.

An hour, two hours, finally when everyone was impatient, Jiangning slowly closed the needle and walked out of the door.

"Ma Dan, he finally came out. I'd like to ask him, why should we copy brother Zhao's acupuncture technique?"

"Mr. Wei, you have to give brother Zhao an account of this. You know, he thought of this technique."