When the people watching the live broadcast saw this, the subtitles began to flash across the screen. What was a good doctor? Medical skill combined with virtue was what a good doctor was. How could there be such a good doctor?

At this time, Liu Chengjian and Duan Fengyun had arrived outside the hospital. At first, they thought that the infirmary had been harmed by the patients sent over by the Western Medicine Association, but when they saw the people waiting outside watching the live broadcast on their phones, the worry in their hearts lessened a lot. However, at this moment, the second ambulance of the Imperial City Hospital stopped in front of the infirmary.

"Damned Chinese medicine, I don't know what kind of medicine that kid gave to that patient to make it work so quickly. If we can get the prescription and concoct the western medicine for the treatment of acute enteritis according to it, we'll earn money in an instant." Liu Zicheng thought to himself, but when he saw the second ambulance stop by the entrance of the infirmary, he could not help but laugh.

"As long as he is still breathing, let him in. Junior brother Tongyuan, you follow him and take a look." Guo Gou squinted his eyes and said, "Beijing Municipal Hospital, good, very good."

Not long after that, a man in his forties was carried into the infirmary. Cao Qiuqian had a referral certificate in his hand, but he didn't dare to sign it with Su Tu. He didn't know how to deal with it now, because the person on the stretcher was already unconscious.

Guo Xie looked at the patient, picked up a pen and signed his name. Several doctors and nurses who sent people to the municipal hospital ran away as fast as they could.

"Hello Master Guo, I am a brain surgeon, this is my classmate, a neurologist, we have consulted this patient, he has cerebral infarction, and there is hemorrhage on his brain stem. There is a cyst on the left cerebellum that has already oppressed the nerves." Liu Chengjian followed the ambulance in. The Gu family thought it was the doctor from Beijing Municipal Hospital, so they didn't stop him.

"The risk is very high. The success rate is less than 10%. The patient's family members did not sign it. The result of the consultation was that three doctors would be required to operate at the same time. There's no guarantee." Duan Fengyun softly said.

"What are you guys doing here? "You guys don't seem to be people from the Imperial City Municipal Hospital, right?" Guo Xie looked at the two of them and asked. From the looks of it, the two of them were not people of great fortune, but their character should be pretty good.

"We used to be doctors at the Yunshan Hospital in the imperial capital, but now we're not. If we don't have a Chinese medicine clinic that can solve the problem of brain nerves, we hope to study on the side." He had collected a lot of information about Guo Xie. When the martial arts school was still open, he had been there as well, and he sincerely admired Guo Xie's godly acupuncture skills. Therefore, he and Liu Zicheng did not underestimate him because of his age.

"Head Guo, if you can't settle this, then let's stop the live broadcast." Wang Jiajia looked at the patient on the stretcher and said with a trace of worry.

Guo Tai shook his head. The patient's condition was indeed difficult. In a coma, there was blood clot in his brain and a tumor in the back of his head. If he wasn't careful, he would lose his life, much less improve his health.

"Qiankun, Su Tu, go inside and bring out the operating table. Let's do the operation outside today and let our two friends here see the surgery of our Chinese medicine." After a while, a single bed made of solid wood was brought out. No one said anything, so Guo Duo asked the two to carry the patient onto the bed. Liu Zicheng still wanted to say something, but Duan Fengyun lightly pulled his old classmate.

"Feng Yun, don't you need to give anesthetic to the patient for Chinese medicine surgery?" Liu Zicheng asked softly.

Western medicine has its own methods of anesthesia, while Chinese medicine has its own methods. Your methods are nothing more than a reversible suppression of the central nervous system and the peripheral nervous system produced by medicine or other methods. This inhibition is mainly characterized by the loss of sensation, especially pain. As he spoke, he pricked the patient's head and body with a small silver needle.

"Master Guo, did you finish the anesthesia just like that?" Duan Fengyun looked unblinkingly at Guo Xie and asked in a soft voice. Although he had seen this move back in the Martial City, he was still shocked when he saw it again.

"Every acupoint in a person's body is useful. As long as one can control some of the acupoints, their pain will also disappear." Guo Xie smiled and said, "The next step is to open the skull. According to you guys, the problem now lies in the pressure in the brain and the blood clot."

After Guo Que had finished speaking, Liu Zicheng and Duan Fengyun hurriedly nodded their heads. When it came to opening the skull, the timid onlookers started to retreat. Wang Jiajia bit her lips. She, who was already dizzy with blood, could not take it anymore.

"Beauty Wang, if you faint with blood, I can give you a shot. I can guarantee that you won't be afraid of this thing in the future. In fact, fainting with blood is a type of mental illness that is easy to treat. This needle doesn't require money." Guo Xie laughed as he spoke, while Wang Jiajia gently nodded her head. Guo Tai's hands were not idle as he picked up a silver needle and stabbed it into Wang Jiajia's neck. A wave of cold air entered his body, and Wang Jiajia suddenly felt much more energetic.

Liu Zicheng and Duan Haitao were shocked by Guo Xie's actions. Not to mention whether he could deal with Wang Jiajia's fainting blood, he was currently preparing an operation to open the skull. He actually dared to be distracted in picking up girls, which made the two of them shake their heads.

Next, a small knife appeared in his hand. He couldn't tell what it was made of, but he didn't know how he got a small stove out of it. He put the knife on the stove a few times and disinfected it.

"The brain of a human's skull is very hard, it's very hard for ordinary weapons to open it. I know that many times Western doctors would use electric saws or something like that to open their skull, and they would even need to punch their eyes with electric drills to maintain the brain's internal pressure balance." Guo Xie looked at the two of them and said, "My tools shouldn't be as violent as you two."

While speaking, under the astonished expression of others, Guo Xie opened the patient's head with the knife in his hand. Then, a few silver needles were inserted into the tumor in front of the cerebellum, shaking it vigorously. After a while, the tumor started to shrink a little, knowing it had disappeared.