Godly Super Star

"Director Wei!"

The two young nurses were so scared that their faces turned pale and they were about to cry.

Wei Changqing's face was ashen. He looked at the two nurses and asked sternly: "Who told you to remove all of these silver needles? Do you know that you pulled them out of the wounds they carried with them? Who allowed you to do that! "

As the famous physician in charge of the Third Hospital of Yan Jing City's Jinzhou, Wei Changqing's status was extremely high.

Even Dr. Wang, whose face had always been ugly, did not dare to speak. He faintly felt that by giving the order to remove these silver needles, he had caused a disaster!

"Director Wei, we did not pull out these silver needles," a nurse said as she gritted her teeth.

Another nurse quickly added, "Yes, Director! These silver needles, they were — they were pulled out by Dr. Wang! "

When Doctor Wang heard that the two nurses had sold himself, his expression became even more unsightly. He raised his head to look at Wei Changqing and was about to explain, but was cut off by a wave of his hand.

"Wait till you have time!" Wei Changqing's face became solemn, he waved his hand, signalling his assistant to check the condition of the short-haired man, he glared at Doctor Wang and walked straight to the front of the short-haired man.

"The injured person's left atrium has a bullet wound, but luckily it's only a scratch. The bullet should be located at the back of the victim's rib cage …"

"The injured person's heart rate is 31/min. The heart rate is low. Ventricular fibrillation is very likely to occur. The defibrillator is ready, ready at any time."

"The injured person's pupils dilate, their judgement and consciousness is fuzzy and indistinct …"

"The injured person's internal organs have suffered a heavy blow, causing serious bleeding. Operation is recommended …"

The doctors quickly reported on the condition of the short-haired man and gave their advice.

At the same time, everyone was extremely curious about how the short-haired man was able to endure such heavy injuries. Under normal circumstances, a man with a buzz cut wound like this would have died before being treated by a doctor!

Wei Changqing confirmed the body condition of the short-haired man again, his brows knitted, and said: "With the current condition of the injured, we can't operate on him - the silver needles came to protect his heart veins, and now that they have been removed, his condition has changed drastically. If we operate on him now, the probability of him dying on the operation table is more than 90% …"

A young female doctor slightly frowned when she heard this and said, "Chief, do you mean that we should insert these silver needles back in?"

Wei Changqing laughed bitterly and said: "You think this is planting a seedling? If he wanted to, he could, but if he wanted to, he could? I just saw that the needle technique of the one who did it is very unique, it is like the legendary "Qi Needle." Only in this way can the needle be used to stabilize the injury of a person who is on the verge of death. "

"An air needle?" A nurse curiously asked, "What is an air needle?"

"As the name implies, a Qi needle is' using Qi to control the needle '. Using Qi to protect the heart meridian of the injured person, maintaining the stability of his vital signs."

Everyone listened to this mysterious explanation with strange expressions on their faces, but no one said anything.

Especially the young Doctor Wang and the two nurses. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak. At the same time, a thought welled up in their minds — it turned out that the young man really was an expert!

"Director Wei, do you know how to use 'air needles'?" the female assistant doctor from before asked.

Wei Changqing took out a box of silver needles from his bosom, took a deep breath and said: "Even though I have already been a doctor for more than forty years, I have yet to touch the threshold of 'air needles'. However, in order to save others, I have to give it a try! "

He instructed in a low voice, "For the sake of what happens in the past, everyone, please prepare for emergency rescue. Little Zhang, drip the saline."

"Li Jun, in order to prevent ventricular fibrillation in the course of my acupuncture, now 0.25 mg of epinephrine for injection, prepare the defibrillator."

"..."

Wei Changqing was truly worthy of being a famous expert who had been in the field for dozens of years. After understanding the situation of the injured, he immediately came up with the most feasible rescue plan.

As for the previously arrogant Doctor Wang, at this time, he had been forgotten in a corner. It could be imagined that what awaited him was an extremely serious treatment.

Ten or so minutes later, Wei Changqing finished stabbing the last silver needle with a flushed face. He finally heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and raised his head to look at the short-haired man's rising heart rate, as he said with a sigh of relief: "With my current abilities, I can only maintain a state of injury for a dozen minutes. We need to quickly find the mysterious expert who treated the injured before, if not, he will be in trouble."

Hearing Wei Changqing's words, the people who had heaved sighs of relief just now all frowned. Someone that even with Wei Changqing's abilities, he was unable to save, could others do it?

Wei Changqing looked at the two nurses and asked: "Do the two of you still remember who was the person who did the acupuncture for the injured?"

The two nurses nodded at the same time and said in unison, "I remember! He seems very young - yes, the police seem to call him Su Chen. "

Wei Changqing cut the two off and frowned: "I did not ask you guys what his name was Xiao Li, take the two of them and head to the police station immediately, you must contact that Su Chen, I'm afraid only he can stabilize the situation of the injured!"

A short-haired female doctor responded and led the two young nurses out.

Wei Changqing arranged for the doctors and nurses to watch over him, and waved towards Doctor Wang who was at the corner, signalling for him to follow him out. Seeing Doctor Wang's pale face, Wei Changqing clenched his teeth and walked out.

At the same time, at the entrance of a small district in Golden Water Village, in the outskirts of Jinzhou District, Su Chen saw a familiar scene from his memories slowly replicating itself under the dim light of a street lamp. He took a deep breath and walked towards one of the buildings.

Su Clan.

A middle-aged woman who was dressed normally was sitting on the sofa, wrapped in dumplings. She was Su Chen's mother, Tang Hongmei.

Father Su, Su Lisheng sat at the other end of the sofa, holding onto an old newspaper and reading it with relish.

"Old Su, it's so late. Why isn't your son back yet? Why don't you give me a call and ask?" Tang Hongmei asked worriedly after wrapping a dumpling.

"You! Your son is already this old, how could you still not find a home? " Su Lisheng laughed and shook his head, he then picked up the phone and called him, obviously he was worried for Su Chen too.

Su Chen, who was standing at the door hesitating on whether or not he should enter, suddenly his phone rang.