After a few stitches of Ye Yu, the patient with high paraplegia will have consciousness, which can be called miraculous effect, which makes these doctors all stare.

At this moment, Ye Yu has turned his attention to the next patient.

This is a young woman, look some haggard, but vaguely can see her health before the beautiful and moving demeanor.

Tan Fenghua stood on the side of the patient and said to Ye Yu, "her name is Wenmeng. She used to be an actor. A year ago, she was suffering from severe depression. She didn't eat, drink or speak. Now her condition is getting worse and worse, and we are helpless!"

Ye Yu looks at the beautiful woman who should have been charming. She could have stood on the stage and become the focus of the public. At the moment, she lies on the hospital bed, her face is gaunt and only relies on the infusion to maintain her life.

"Oh, pity!"

Ye Yu sighed, then took the acupuncture needle and stabbed it into the acupoint of Wen Meng's body.

All the doctors and experts around held their breath and watched the performance of the dream.

Wen Meng lies on the hospital bed, though his eyes are wide, but there is no expression in his eyes, like a real doll.

Tick! Tick tock!

In the conference room, the clock and second hand on the wall moved unswervingly. When the second hand rotated a circle, the dream changed!

First, Muran's dead eyes fluctuated, like a deep lake with waves.

Blinked, smelled the mouth which the dream has not opened for a long time, at this moment even slightly opened!

"I..."

heard a faint voice in my dream mouth, hoarse, like a dry piece of wood.

The doctors in the audience clenched their fists in excitement and began to shout in a low voice.

"Speak! She even spoke! "

"It's a magic needle!"

"Our whole hospital is at a loss. The young man's silver needles go down and the patient talks! What a miracle doctor! "

Ye Yu reached for the silver needle and asked Wen Meng, "what do you want to say?"

Wen Meng looks at Ye Yu deeply, and seems to carve Ye Yu in his heart.

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sp; "I want to ask you whether life is important or dreams are important."

Ye Yu blinked, but he didn't expect that the first sentence that Wen Meng said was this problem.

"Well..." after a moment's meditation, Ye Yu said, "life is like the sea, and dreams are like the shore."

Facing the attentive eyes of the dream, Ye Yu solemnly said, "without the support of the ocean, we can't reach the other shore, but when we experience the strong wind and tsunami, please don't forget the direction of the other shore!"

For a long time, hearing the dream closed his eyes, a drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and his pale lips opened slightly, "I know, thank you! And I'm hungry. "

All the doctors were shocked to be numb. They all looked at Ye Yu with adoring eyes.

Next, Ye Yu gave acupuncture treatment to the vegetable patient and the Alzheimer's patient. After all the acupuncture, the patient had a great improvement.

The last one is a heart failure patient, who is over 90 years old and may be in critical condition at any time.

When ye Yu treated the patient, the doctor who was guarding the patient suddenly exclaimed, "no! The patient's heart stopped! "

"Rescue!"

"Injection of cardiotonic!"

Doctors around the patient for professional quality of emergency treatment, but a fierce operation, the patient's heart still did not continue to beat up.

Tan Fenghua raised his head dispirited, and happened to see Ye Yu with acupuncture needle in his hand, standing helplessly outside the crowd.

Tan Fenghua's eyes brightened and cried excitedly, "there's a way! Let Ye Yu come! "

Surrounded by the crowd quickly dispersed, hoping to say, "yes, Ye Yu, the little doctor must have a way!"

"But the patient is dead!"

"Can the thirteen needles of the ghost gate really revive the dead?"

Some with hope, some with doubt, all focused on Ye Yu.

When he came to the patient's side, Ye Yu first looked at him attentively, then his eyes showed confidence. He took the acupuncture needle and stabbed the patient in the blink of an eye.

He clenched his fist and made a hammer. Ye Yu knocked on the patient's chest and shouted, "a needle divides Yin and Yang, and ghosts stand on both sides! Wake up! "