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Chapter 290 Chapter 290 Demonstrating traditional Chinese medicine for the first time, bringing the dead back to life

【290. Showing traditional Chinese medicine for the first time, bringing the dead back to life】

"Then leave it to Mr. Su!"

Now that the matter has come to this point, the Qian family can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
It's like a dying person grasping at the last straw, knowing that it will be of no avail, but wants to struggle again!
Although the Qian family did not hold out hope, they also hoped for a miracle.

Su Qingyun said to the doctor indifferently: "Please fetch thirty silver needles for acupuncture."

The doctor was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't think that Su Qingyun would use acupuncture, and the needles used were silver needles, and now stainless steel needles are generally used, because silver needles are relatively soft, and if the technique is not good, it is easy to cause medical accidents, he didn't Dare to make up his mind, he had no choice but to look at the boss of the Qian family next to him.

However, Qian Qingyue interjected directly: "Everything is up to Mr. Su, sorry for your inconvenience, doctor."

Qian Mingyue glanced at her father who was in danger, and nodded emphatically.

Seeing that the Qian family members agreed, he naturally had no reason to refuse, and turned around to get the silver needle.

At this time, Qian Mingyue also looked at Su Qingyun carefully. Although Su Qingyun was wearing sunglasses and a hat, he had a heart-wrenching free and easy temperament. He was also a celebrity in the business world. The majesty that ordinary people don't have.

But this handsome young man has an elegant aura all over his body, which attracts people's attention:
"Mr. Su, are you also very knowledgeable about medicine?"

He knew that Su Qingyun was a well-known singer in the entertainment industry, and that his father's admiration for calligraphy and painting talent must be at the top level.

Seeing that Su Qingyun could use acupuncture now, he was naturally very surprised.

Su Qingyun nodded, and said calmly: "I have studied it before."

After five words, no more words.

Qian Mingyue listened to what he said indifferently, and didn't ask any more questions. They waited for the doctor quietly.

Only some little nurses whispered and whispered, and glanced at Su Qingyun from time to time, obviously they didn't believe Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun, however, looked indifferent, and sat beside Qian Muwen, gently massaging Qian Muwen's heart with one hand.

Everyone in the Qian family didn't dare to disturb them.

After more than ten minutes, the door was opened, and the doctor came in and said softly:

"Mr. Qian, please come out first, our dean has something to say."

The Qian family were all taken aback, what time was it, they actually went to discuss things with them at this time, glanced at Su Qingyun and walked out.

Su Qingyun also followed out. After Qian Muwen's massage just now, the Qi and blood in his chest relieved a lot, and there is no serious problem for the time being.

At this moment, outside the ward, a man in his 40s wearing a white coat stood there with a calm face.

Seeing Qian Mingyue and the others, they hurriedly greeted them:

"Mr. Qian, hello, I am Wang Mingren, the director of this hospital."

"Where is the silver needle? Why do we have to talk about it now, why can't we talk about it later?"

Qian Mingyue is very angry, and now he is most concerned about his father's illness, so he has no mood to care about other things.

Wang Mingren looked embarrassed, and said with a dry smile:

"Mr. Qian, you also know a little about the hospital's regulations. If you want this little brother to treat Professor Qian, you must first sign an agreement with the hospital and have it notarized. We will not be responsible if anything happens."

On the side, Qian Mingyue became annoyed after hearing this:
"When the hell did you give me this set, you can't cure my father, now someone is willing to try, you are here to delay the treatment time, who am I, I am worth tens of billions, enough to buy your hospital how much Here you go, bring the needle."

He was born in a scholarly family, and he had never spoken foul language to anyone, but today he couldn't help but swear. The hospital is helpless to deal with his father's illness, and can only wait for death.

Although he doesn't know what Su Qingyun's ability is, at least it's better than watching his father wake up here. What kind of agreement does Wang Mingren ask himself to sign at this time, and who does he need to notarize? Can you not be angry!
Wang Mingren blushed and had a thick neck when he scolded him, but he had nothing to say. He also felt aggrieved in his heart. Isn't that what all hospitals do now?

These days, the relationship between doctors and patients is so fierce!
If you ask other doctors to treat your illness in your own hospital, if something happens to your hospital, it will be very bad. That's why he came here to ask Qian's family to sign an agreement first.
It's just that he didn't realize that the time is wrong now,

Qian Mingyue's father was still in danger, how could he care about it?
And who is Qian Mingyue, one of the top [-] millionaires in Kyoto, who has been in the top position all year round, so he can't help being angry.

However, compared to Qian Mingyue, Qian Zhengyue, who is the leader of a certain department in the capital, is even more intimidating. With a straight face, he sternly shouted:
"Where is the needle? Can you take responsibility for something wrong?"

Qian Zhengyue sternly shouted and assumed the posture of a great leader, the air around him seemed to freeze.

Qian Qingyue stared even more, angrily scolded:
"Hmph, if something happens to my father, I will write an article to expose your unscrupulous hospital."

I am a mother!

One of these three is more ruthless than the other!
The doctor who was following him trembled, and quickly handed over a pack of needles with slightly trembling hands.

Qian Qingyue took it, turned around and handed it to Su Qingyun and said, "Mr. Su, I will trouble you."

He can only hope for a miracle now, seeing that his father is dying, he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Su Qingyun took the needle and nodded, and said lightly:
"You don't have to go in, just wait for half an hour."

After speaking, he walked into the operating room and closed the door from the inside.

The Qian family originally wanted to follow in, but they were dumbfounded after hearing Su Qingyun's words.

Wang Mingren next to him looked at it, and quickly said flatteringly:

"Qian Bureau, Mr. Qian, Professor Qian, you can watch it in the observation room over there."

The observation room is a monitoring facility specially arranged for doctors to observe some major operations.

The Qian family did not refuse, nodded and followed him inside.

At this moment, in the ward.

Su Qingyun walked to Qian Muwen's side and unplugged the electronic device connected to his chest.

Pick up a few silver needles with the right hand. The size of the silver needles is about 50mm long and 0.35mm in diameter.

Su Qingyun's wrist flicked lightly, and seeing that 5 silver needles had been stuck near Qian Muwen's chest, Su Qingyun took out a few more silver needles and instantly filled 20 silver needles near Qian Muwen's chest.

In the observation room, everyone stared at the screen dumbfounded.

The acupuncture and moxibustion they have seen and known has always been carefully inserted into the human body according to certain acupuncture points, but they have never imagined that they will see such a method.

They just saw that Su Qingyun's wrist moved slightly, and several silver needles had appeared on Qian Muwen's body.

Doing so gives them the illusion of appreciating magic.

Even the well-informed dean and doctors were also trembling on the spot.

Su Qingyun's hands were too fast, as if he was drawing a picture, with hills and valleys in his chest, and the needles were executed with spirit.

Finally, Dean Wang Mingren couldn't help but exclaimed, "Could it be that this is the acupuncture technique written in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, a magical technique that has been lost."

Although he is not a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, he is naturally well-informed to become the dean. At this moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

Su Qingyun didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at this time, all his mind was on the silver needle.

Acupuncture and moxibustion is not just about inserting needles into the human body. In fact, acupuncture and moxibustion are divided into two parts: acupuncture and moxibustion.

Acupuncture is to insert the filiform needles into the human body to achieve therapeutic effects through twisting, lifting and rubbing, while moxibustion is to press the burning moxa to burn the skin at the acupuncture points, and use heat stimulation to treat diseases.

Su Qingyun's hands kept moving back and forth between more than a dozen silver needles, and the spiritual energy was gently transported into Qian Muwen's body through the silver needles, slowly dispelling the congestion in the chest cavity, and then he kept using the internal energy to slightly stimulate Qian Muwen's meridians allow the dissolved blood to flow slowly through the meridians.

Qigong is not as miraculous as described in martial arts novels, but it is by no means groundless.

This is many times more difficult than acupuncture, because Su Qingyun does not insert needles according to acupuncture points.

This is a needle in an important place in the heart and chest. If you don't pay attention, you may injure the heart and lungs. The twirling of the silver needle seems to be fast, but it is the result of Su Qingyun's effort to control it.

If it is an ordinary person, they dare not prick casually, and can only insert needles at some points, because they cannot precisely control the needles.

But Su Qingyun is different, his body has undergone systematic transformation, he has also learned Tai Chi, mastered the true energy of the inner family, the use of every part of the body, and the grasp of breath has already reached perfection.

After shaking his hands for more than 10 minutes, Su Qingyun stopped, stood up, wiped the sweat from his head, and waved his hand on Qian Muwen's chest.

Looking again, all the silver needles on Qian Muwen's body were gone.

Su Qingyun took a short rest beside him, and then slowly helped Qian Muwen up.

Su Qingyun sat behind him, waved his right hand lightly, and stuck the remaining ten silver needles behind Qian Muwen,
This time I saw that the silver needle penetrated into the skin about 2cm deep. It was more difficult than before because it was cleaning the blood on the back of the face.

Qigong healing doesn't just mean that you just let your true energy flow in, it's only useful for some injuries that don't hurt the vitals.

However, a person who has hurt his heart like Qian Muwen can't be careless, whether it is the silver needle or the control of true qi, a slight trembling may cause him to die directly.

After more than ten minutes, Su Qingyun stopped the movement of his hands, put away the silver needle, wiped off the sweat from his head, and then sat on the stool and closed his eyes to rest.

This is the first time he has healed such a serious injury, and the energy he expended made him feel very tired.

However, Qian Muwen's condition was no longer serious, and he was not in a hurry to inform the people waiting outside.

In the observation room, five or six people quietly stared at the display screen in front of them. They didn't care about Su Qingyun's acupuncture technique. What shocked them was the magic-like acupuncture technique.

Wang Mingren picked up the controller and set the speed to the slowest. What he saw was only a slight movement of Su Qingyun's wrist, and the needle appeared on Qian Muwen's body, but it was definitely not inserted by hand, but thrown out. .

What kind of place is there? It's the heart and chest cavity of the human body. A slight mistake can be fatal. Not only did Su Qingyun not have any accidents, he actually didn't have a single needle stuck in the bone.

Wang Mingren and the two doctors next to him are very aware of the structure of the human body. More than half of the positions of the needles are forbidden in modern acupuncture, because many of those positions are not acupoints of the human body, and it is easy to cause accidents when inserted there.

Seeing Su Qingyun's magical technique, the Qian family members felt a little relieved. This kind of technique is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

As soon as the so-called expert makes a move, you will know if there is any.

It seemed that Su Qingyun was really capable. Seeing Su Qingyun sitting on the side resting, Qian Zhengyue and the others were worried about his father's condition and hurried to the ward.

Hearing the noise outside, Su Qingyun opened his eyes, got up and walked out.

"Mr. Su, how is it?"

Qian Qingyue asked eagerly, Wang Mingren and several doctors also stared at the young man in front of them.

Although they didn't believe Su Qingyun, they were amazed at Su Qingyun's miraculous technique.

Su Qingyun nodded lightly: "No problem!"

The voice was flat, as if doing a trivial thing.

Then, he walked to the bench and sat down, closing his eyes and not speaking.

The short three words surprised the people around. Qian Mingyue and others couldn't believe it was true. They grabbed the doctor next to them and said:

"Quick, go check it out, quick!"

Wang Mingren was also full of doubts about Su Qingyun's words.

Although acupuncture is becoming more and more important in modern medicine, it is mainly used to relieve the symptoms and pain of patients, and rarely achieves a therapeutic effect on diseases.

Qian Muwen's condition is naturally the most clear in their hospital. An old man's chest organs have such serious injuries. Whether he can survive can only depend on God's will. The young man in front of him has been treated with acupuncture for less than 30 minutes. , said that the patient is safe, how could he believe it.

After hearing Qian Muwen's words, Wang Mingren quickly said to a doctor beside him:
"Xiao Qu, hurry up and get ready, and give Professor Qian an examination right away."

The doctor left quickly after hearing this, and after a while several doctors and nurses rushed here, quickly entered the operating room, and examined Qian Muwen.

The hearts of all the people outside the door were raised at this moment, and the Qian family members walked back and forth there, but Su Qingyun leaned on the bench and closed his eyes to rest, with a calm expression on his face.

After only about 10 minutes, the door was opened.

"President Wang, the patient's condition is completely stable. The congestion near the chest cavity has disappeared. It is estimated that he will wake up within half an hour."

"Really?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Mingyue grabbed the doctor and asked, and the director of the hospital was even more shocked.

He really didn't expect the effect of acupuncture to be so great. If he told others in the medical field, no doctor would believe it.

He asked in confusion and surprise: "What did you say? Say it again!"

The examining doctor said solemnly: "Although we don't know what happened, Professor Qian Muwen's body has indeed improved, and he will wake up in about half an hour."

"This is absolutely a miracle in the history of medicine!!!"

After receiving the confirmed news again, the tense hearts of the Qian family finally relaxed.

(End of this chapter)