Chapter 211

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

After the young man yelled, the other medical staff didn't dare to respond, but immediately there were two yells back, Both Duan Lao and Yemo frowned at him.

"Keep your voice down. This is not your place."

Yemo goes to the corner of the emergency room, kicks off the mop standing in the corner, and points at the young humanitarian with the mop pole.

"You!"

Just as the young man wanted to fight back, he saw Ye Mo reach out his fingers and knock in the middle of the mop pole. The mop pole immediately broke. The cut in the middle was also abnormal. It didn't seem to be cut with his fingers. It looked more like it was cut by weapons such as knives and axes!

The young man immediately shut his mouth when ye Mo's hand came out. No one can guarantee that ye Mo's temper will come to him like this. At this moment, he doesn't think his bones are much harder than the mop pole.

"Duan Lao. Here you are."

After cutting the mop pole, ye silently measured the size, and then handed it to Duan Laodao.

Duan nodded, reached for it, directly replaced the splint with the broken mop pole, and strengthened the injured leg.

More than 20 minutes later, all the patients inside and outside the emergency room were treated. Except for several seriously injured who needed suture and special treatment, all the others were transferred to each ward according to their priorities.

He an and the leaders of all the municipal hospitals breathed a sigh of relief. The scene just now was really frightening. So many injured people poured into the municipal hospital at the same time. If there was a slight delay, it would cause a series of chain reactions. If someone died of injury due to adverse treatment, everyone present could not get rid of the relationship.

Thinking of this, both the leaders of the municipal hospital and the medical staff involved in the rescue looked at the old and young people who had just sat and rested in the corner with a complex look of respect and gratitude.

Without the miraculous medical skills and on-the-spot command of these two people, the scene would not necessarily be out of control.

Ye Mo's forehead is constantly seeping sweat, and his back has long been wet with sweat. He is close to his body. There are several injured people with weak physique and older physique. Their own vitality is not enough to continuously restore hematopoiesis. Ye Mo has to take advantage of people's inattention to cross over the vitality of pregnancy in his body to help them recover.

However, the number of injured people is too much. After treatment, Yemo directly falls into a weak state.

Duan Lao took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over with a smile. He himself was also a sweat on his forehead. After all, he was old. This kind of high-intensity rescue work was the most physical exertion.

"Thank you, Duan Lao."

Ye Mo was not polite. As a result, he wiped his face carelessly, and the saved sweat dripped into his eyes. The young man who was supported to the side suddenly froze when he saw this scene. When he looked at Ye Mo, his eyes were full of anger. He was too lazy to pay attention to his emotions.

"Old Duan, have you seen A-B Huilong needle?"

After wiping off his sweat, ye Mo asked what he had wanted to ask for a long time. When he was treating the wounded with blood phlegm hiccup and stuck in the main trachea, Duan recognized the acupuncture method he used at a glance.

However, when ye Mo was a child, he didn't hear that his master had any contact with Duan Lao, a senior official who had already retired from the second line.

"Hehe, of course I have. It's just a long time ago. Where do you study, brother ye? You have such a solid foundation and Kung Fu. If you want to teach your master, you must be at the national level."

Duan Lao looks at Ye Mo with the kindness of his predecessors to his younger generation, and speaks out.

"The family teacher's surname is Huang. He has died."

After all, Duan Lao is also from Yanjing. Ye Mo didn't directly report his master's name.

"This is really a big loss for the medical community!"

After hearing this, old Duan looked stiff and said something lonely.

"In recent years, many old people in the field of traditional Chinese medicine have died of illness because of their age. The master must also be a master of a generation. When I go down, I must pay a visit."

Duan Lao sighed.

"Duan Lao, you can treat more people only if you live. It is estimated that every old generation who has left thinks so. Now the power of traditional Chinese medicine is weak. If there is no leader like you, the status of traditional Chinese medicine will be more precarious."

Ye Mo shook his head and said sincerely.

As soon as a person gets old, if his friends around him go about the same, his heart will lose its desire to live.

Qi and blood are concentric, and the heart doesn't care much about whether to live or not. How can the body be strong all the time.

Although Duan Lao's body is well maintained, his mental trauma has never eased, and even this time there are signs of getting out of control.

Duan Lao closes his eyes and sighs, then looks at Ye Mo's eyes and says.

"After seeing you today, my heart lit up hope again. Unexpectedly, people of my generation have not fully carried forward traditional Chinese medicine. I'll give it to you young people and I'll escort you."

"This..."

Ye Mo was just trying to persuade the old man who had devoted his life to traditional Chinese medicine. Unexpectedly, he was favored by Duan.

After thinking about it, ye Mo opens the medicine box, takes out a yellowing medicine bottle and hands it to Duan Laodao.

"Duan Lao, this medicine has a good effect on stabilizing your mind. If it is combined with acupuncture, it may be cured."

Duan Lao was slightly stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Ye Mo to deliver medicine to him. However, after he reacted, he took it with both hands and a smile. He took it to his nose, took off the plug and asked in surprise.

"Cinnabar, amber, Nandan star, Tianzhu yellow... Is this amber Baolong pill? No, there are other drugs!"

Duan Lao can tell the medicine Ye Mo handed over by smelling it. However, it is difficult to identify several herbs. They feel similar, but they can't think of matching herbs.

"There are several grafted drugs and hundreds of years of red ginseng, so you can't recognize Duan. This is a drug that hasn't spread to the market. It's called amber Yuxin pill."

Yemo explained with a smile.

"Then I can't accept it. It's too expensive. This medicine is less once at a time. You'd better keep it!"

After hearing Ye Mo's words, Huan Ben was still rubbing the medicine bottle. Duan, who seemed very interested, immediately returned the medicine bottle and said.

"Although there is really only one bottle left in this batch, my company will specially cultivate special medicinal materials in the future. This method of grafting and transplantation is not difficult. It is not an isolated product. You can take it and eat it. If it works, my company will send you the follow-up medicine after successful research."

Ye Mo smiled, but the smile seemed to reveal a shrewd and cunning meaning.