A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

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Hearing that there was hope, Pang Zhenghai hurriedly asked: "I wonder how sure of the method Director Li is referring to?"

"It's hard to say. Mr. Pang's physique is suitable for the treatment of 'fighting poison with poison'." Li Desheng said.

"Fighting poison with poison?" Cold sweat broke out on Pang Zhenghai's forehead. This healing method is often heard on those martial arts TV, but does it really work in reality?Pang Zhenghai didn't have much confidence.

Li Desheng further explained: "Since Mr. Pang is allergic to peanuts, as long as he is fed peanut oil step by step, there may be hope to delay until the arrival of the ambulance, but there are certain risks in this."

Pang Zhenghai didn't know how to choose for a while.

At this time, Qin Tianyuan, who happened to be inspecting the hotel, heard the news and hurried over with a group of hotel leaders.

Ye Wutian didn't know Qin Tianyuan, but when he saw Qin Yuyan next to him, he guessed it a bit.

"Mr. Qin, the chefs in your hotel are really irresponsible. My father was hurt by you." Seeing Qin Tianyuan approaching, Pang Zhenghai immediately accused him. As a person, he is still qualified to cooperate with the Daqin Group. Challenging.

"Mr. Pang, please be safe and don't be impatient. I have heard the general situation, and now the most important thing is to save people." Qin Tianyuan said apologetically.

Immediately afterwards, Pang's wife's urgent voice sounded again: "Zheng Hai, Dad's breathing is getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid we can't delay it any longer."

After being urged by his wife, Pang Zhenghai could only grit his teeth, looked at Li Desheng and said, "Well, let's treat it according to Director Li's method."

Now that the other party has agreed, Li Desheng didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly ordered to the lobby manager: "Hurry up and get some peanut oil and water from the kitchen."

The lobby manager agreed, and rushed to the kitchen in a hurry. After a while, he came back with two bowls. One bowl was filled with half a bowl of peanut oil, and the other bowl was filled with clear water.

Li Desheng quickly picked up a spoon, scooped up a little peanut oil, mixed it with water, and fed it into Mr. Pang's mouth.

Then the whole group stared at the old man nervously, Pang Zhenghai naturally didn't want his old father to have any troubles; and Li Desheng also hoped that Mr. Pang could be cured by himself, so that he could gain a better reputation than saving people in the hospital; As for Qin Tianyuan, he didn't even want to see people killed because of his negligence in the hotel.

But to everyone's disappointment, Mr. Pang didn't respond when the spoon was put down. After a while, Li Desheng fed the same amount again.

It wasn't until the fourth time that Mr. Pang finally had some reaction. However, he had severe convulsions, accompanied by rapid wheezing and coughing. This is the obvious symptom of asthma, that is to say, Mr. Pang's Instead of being relieved, the condition worsened instead.

Cold sweat broke out on Li Desheng's forehead, and the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly. Although he said that the treatment was agreed in advance by the other party, if he could not be cured in the end, his reputation would be affected to some extent.

"Mr. Pang, I'm afraid the situation is not good." Li Desheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Pang Zhenghai.

Pang Zhenghai's face turned pale for a while, his lips trembled slightly, and everyone around him felt sorry.

But at this moment, Li Desheng's eyes suddenly lit up, because he saw the familiar figure not far ahead.

Without saying a word, Li Desheng hurried out of the crowd and ran towards Ye Wutian.

Under a pair of puzzled eyes, Li Desheng ran up to Ye Wutian, as if he saw a savior, and said excitedly: "Doctor Ye didn't expect you to be here, it's great, you hurry to rescue him." Save Mr. Pang."

At this moment, everyone showed surprise and doubt on their faces. The dignified deputy chief physician Li Desheng actually said this to a young man, and even called him a miracle doctor.

Could it be that his brain was frightened out of his mind?Most people think so.

But Zhao Lihong was much calmer, because when her daughter was injured and sent to the hospital, even Jiang Senhui called Ye Wutian so respectfully, let alone Li Desheng in front of her.

Ye Wutian unhurriedly picked up a piece of paper and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, then said leisurely: "Go find a sharp knife."

Li Desheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he stopped being suspicious, and quickly ordered to the lobby manager: "Hurry up and find a sharp knife."

"Are the fruit knives in the kitchen okay?" the lobby manager asked.

"Yes." Ye Wutian replied, stood up and walked towards the patient as if walking slowly.

Although I don't know if this young man really has the ability to bring the dead back to life, but his slow-moving appearance has already made everyone feel anxious.

"Brother!" Seeing that it was Ye Wutian, Qin Yuyan yelled, and quickly walked up to him, excitedly saying, "Brother, why are you here?"

"Um, just come over for a meal." Ye Wutian said with a smile.

"Yan'er, is this the Ye Wutian you often mentioned to grandpa?" Qin Tianyuan asked with bright eyes.

"Yes, grandpa, he is my elder brother, this elder brother is my grandpa." Qin Yuyan pulled Ye Wutian to Qin Tianyuan's side and introduced.

"Master Qin's name, boy, I have heard about it for a long time, and now I am lucky to see him." Ye Wutian said politely.

Qin Tianyuan patted Ye Wutian on the shoulder, and said with a chuckle: "Oh, Wutian, don't flatter me, but you are a young talent, old man, I have long wanted to see you." He was like an old acquaintance meeting, He called Ye Wutian by his name to show his friendliness.

At this time, the lobby manager ran over with a shiny fruit knife.

Ye Wutian took the fruit knife, tested the blade with his fingers, nodded in satisfaction, and said to Qin Tianyuan: "Mr. Qin, I will treat this old gentleman first." Then he walked directly towards the patient .

Seeing Ye Wutian approaching murderously with a knife in his hand, Pang Zhenghai asked uneasily, "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Heal your old man!" Ye Wutian replied.

Li Desheng quickly persuaded from the side: "Mr. Pang, you don't have to worry, just leave it to Doctor Ye."

Seeing that Li Desheng was so sure of this young man, Pang Zhenghai didn't say anything more, and at this moment, he could only be a living horse as a dead horse doctor.

Walking to the table, Ye Wutian first looked around the old man on the table, then grabbed the old man's right hand and felt his pulse.

Judging from the condition of the old man, it is obvious that severe laryngeal edema has already occurred. If his trachea is not cut, he will suffocate to death in a short time.

Ye Wutian didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the fruit knife and slashed at the old man's chest. This behavior shocked the people around him, but when Ye Wutian lifted the slashed clothes off the old man, When it was time to drive, the faces of the crowd immediately revealed expressions of amazement, because although the old man's clothes were scratched, his body was unscathed.

You must know that the old man is lying on the table at this time, and the clothes on his body are naturally tightly attached to his chest. It is not possible for ordinary people to cut open the clothes without hurting the old man's body.

After opening the clothes, Ye Wutian put down the knife, took out the box of silver needles from his pocket, opened it, took out six pieces, and inserted them in two rows at the old man's throat with a wave of his hand.

This lightning-like technique amazed everyone.

Before everyone recovered from their surprise, Ye Wutian picked up the fruit knife again and cut it directly at the old man's throat.

This time, everyone was really frightened, because Ye Wutian cut the old man's throat with a [-] cm long cut, but the scene of blood splashing did not appear, because Ye Wutian inserted the knife The two rows of silver needles had already sealed the blood vessels at the incision, so not much blood flowed out.

Perhaps ordinary people still can't see how powerful Ye Wutian's knife is, but Li Desheng, who is a senior doctor, is full of admiration. You must know that Ye Wutian's knife is cutting right on the old man's trachea. After making a cut, no matter how experienced the chief surgeon is, he can't reach this level.

Because there is no metal trachea cannula at hand, Ye Wutian can only find a toothpick, pull it to a suitable length, sterilize it with true energy, and support it on the cut trachea of ​​the old man to keep him breathing smoothly.

After doing all this, Ye Wutian took out several silver needles and inserted them on the old man's front acupoints to help his failing heart recover, and at the same time, he also performed desensitization treatment.

The entire hall was silent, and at some point, the surrounding customers had gathered to watch, and some even stood on the tables and chairs nearby to watch, just like watching a theater in the old countryside.

Before the treatment was over, the sound of an ambulance sounded from a distance, approaching quickly, and finally stopped downstairs.

Not long after, the ambulance personnel came to the lobby on the second floor carrying a stretcher.

Seeing that everyone was gathered together, the leading doctor hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly."

The crowd moved out of the way, and several doctors walked in quickly.

When he saw the scene, the leading doctor's face changed, and he immediately shouted: "Boy, what are you doing! Stop now!" He said and rushed towards Ye Wutian with big strides.

Seeing the situation, Li Desheng hurriedly took a step across, blocked the doctor, and said: "Master Ye is treating a patient, please wait."

These doctors are not from the central hospital, but the emergency team of a nearby People's Medical Center, so they don't know Li Desheng. Hearing Li Desheng's words, the male doctor immediately sneered: "I think you are out of your mind. Okay, return the genius doctor? If you don’t get out of the way, can you afford to delay the treatment?”

Hearing what the other party said, Li Desheng hesitated a little. Although Ye Wutian's medical skills are very good, but he is not Hua Tuo alive after all, if something goes wrong, he can bear the blame.

Just when Li Desheng's confidence was shaken, the old man on the table suddenly twitched violently, and then slowly opened his eyes.