My Waste Husband

Chapter 76

In the crowd, a gray-haired old man was lying on the ground, unconscious.

"I'm a doctor. Please give way," an old man, squeezed into the crowd.

When the crowd heard this, they quickly made way for him.

The old man, who claimed to be a doctor, looked to be in his seventies, but his physique still looked very strong. He seemed to have exercised for a long time.

The old man squatted on the ground and grabbed the old man's wrist. He put two fingers on the old man's pulse. After observing for a few seconds, he reached out and opened the old man's eyelids.

After seeing the pupils of the old man, he looked worried and then waved to the crowd.

"Everyone, don't surround him. If the air doesn't flow, it will affect the patient! Please make a way!"

The crowd gradually dispersed and formed a larger circle. They kept watching from the side.

The old man was wearing a tunic suit. He put his hand into his pocket, took out a roll of cotton cloth, and spread it on the ground. In the cotton cloth, there were shining silver needles.

The old man skillfully picked up a silver needle and inserted it into the old man's body without hesitation.

This movement aroused a burst of exclamation from the onlookers.

Many people knew about acupuncture, but they had never seen it with their own eyes. Anyone would subconsciously frown when they saw a doctor completely insert a more than ten-centimeter long silver needle into one's head for the first time.

The old man inserted a silver needle, but he did not stop. He continued to take out the silver needles and inserted them into the old man's head respectively.

Four silver needles were all stuck in the old man's body, but the old man still had no reaction.

The old man frowned even more. He had been practicing medicine for decades and had seen a lot of symptoms of dizziness, but could not find what was wrong with this man.

At this moment, a voice came from the crowd and reached the old man's ears.

"You placed the needles in the wrong position. Your intention was to stimulate his brain nerves and wake him up from his fainting. However, this person is clearly in a state of suspended animation. He won't have any reaction even if you use a twirling needle to stimulate him."

The old man looked back and saw a young man in a white tank top and beach pants standing next to him and talking slowly with a bag in his hand.

"How do you know that he is in a state of suspended animation?" The old man asked in confusion. He did not say anything like "don't talk nonsense if you don't understand". Otherwise, the young man couldn't even name the four acupuncture points he had just inserted in the needles."

"It's obvious that you only checked his pulse and pupils, but you forgot that there is a serious connection between Chinese medicine and one's body. His pupils gather together and he is on the verge of death. This is the basic characteristic of a coma, and your thoughts are limited. You think this is the reason why he is in a coma. But you didn't carefully look at his fingers. They are also white and the bloodline is not smooth. In this case, it is more likely that his brain lacks oxygen and his nerves are in a state of suspended animation."

When the old man heard Henry's words, he looked more worried.

It was not because he was educated in such a tone by a junior. But if it was true, it meant that the patient lying on the ground was in a very bad situation!

"Call 911 and send him to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible!" The old man took out his mobile phone on the spot and was about to dial.

Henry shook his head and said, "It's too late. It takes at least 20 minutes for the ambulance to arrive here. 20 minutes is too long for him. His blood is not smooth and even reversed. There is an 80 percent of possibility that he will die of brain bleeding before the ambulance arrives."

"So what? Do you want to see him die?" The old man looked anxious.

"Who said that he would die?" Henry asked back. He went to the old man, took out two silver needles from the old man's needle bag, and put down one hand like lightning. The old man only saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, and he found that the young man in front of him had inserted the silver needle into the patient's body.

Fast, accurate!

This was the first thought that came to the old man's mind. He couldn't help but look at Henry twice. At such an age, he had such an acupuncture technique, and the level of identification of the acupuncture points had reached a very deep level!

Henry said as he moved, "When in this state of suspended animation, the four acupoints of Hegu, Renzhong, Baihui and Shaoshang should be opened for air as much as possible. The needles should be used to the two acupoints in Hegu and Renzhong to strengthen the stimulation and leave no needles. Then, the Baihui and Shaoshang should be stabbed. The needles should be slightly twirled. After getting the breath, let the needles still in. Only in this way can he be awake."

Henry took two more needles and stabbed them into the patient's body. "Now, according to the situation, we need to do the Baihui, Neiguan, Shenguan, and Zuerli. The upper acupuncture point should all be treated with a Sacred Needle, so as to let the patient lie flat. He can guard the Dantian and breathe naturally. After the needle enters the acupuncture point, according to the patient's heartbeat frequency, you can choose to put the needle according to the patient's heartbeat frequency."

As soon as Henry finished talking, the unconscious old man gave out a long cry.

"He is awake!" A happy voice came from the crowd. They saw the patient open his eyes.

Henry got up and smiled slightly. "You are a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Your needle technique is good, but your thinking is too rigid. It is difficult to become a great doctor. The needle technique, which is developed by human beings, has to be changed by human beings."

After saying this sentence, Henry turned his head and left without any hesitation.

The old man looked at Henry's back and muttered what Henry had just said, "The needle technique is developed by human beings, and it has to be changed by human beings..."

“Master, Master.”

At this moment, two young people, a man and a woman, ran quickly into the crowd.

The old man looked at the two young people discontentedly and reprimanded them, "You're so impatient. It's impolite to shout." Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The man and the woman bowed their heads and said, "Master, the president of the Ning Province Medical Association just called me again. He wants me to ask if you have time."

"I've rejected him several times, haven't I?" The old man said impatiently.

As one of the top Chinese medicine scholars in China, many associations wanted to invite him to attend a forum lecture, but he never promised anyone, nor gave anyone a promise.

"Yes, but the other side said this time there would be many new talents in the medical field, and they all hope to see you."

"New talents?" The old man suddenly remembered the young man.

"Okay, I will go," the old man nodded, with some expectation in his heart. He looked forward to meeting the young man again. After listening to the young man's words, the old man suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. In the road of medicine, the bottleneck that had bound him for more than ten years seemed to have suddenly loosened!

Henry walked out of the shopping mall and shook his head. "Ah, there are fewer and fewer young people who love to learn traditional Chinese medicine, and the thoughts of the older generation are deep-rooted. It seems that it's time to do a reform..."