My legendary life

Xie Dong's character is somewhat indecisive. However, the current situation does not allow him to hesitate. He is in a dilemma and does not know what to do. Chang Xiaomei has known him for a long time, and naturally knows his weakness very well. Seeing that he is in a dilemma, she knows that the more pressure she exerts at this moment, the more counterproductive it may be. So she turns the topic away with a smile: "have you been looking for me these two days?"

He nodded his head: "not only I'm looking for you, Xiaoyu has been looking for you." Referring to Xiaoyu, I couldn't help feeling a little empty. After a slight pause, I asked in a low voice, "Chang Ju, where have you been these two days?"

"I'll take care of something." Chang Xiaomei calmly said: "after dealing with it, there will be no more fetters in my heart. The rest of the time, I can wholeheartedly help you to sort out and dig out the strange acupoint theory. No matter what happens in the future, this is a meaningful thing I have done in my lifetime. I don't want to be famous in history, I just want to be worthy of my conscience." Finish saying, see Xie Dong Leng Leng, seem to have a little don't understand too much, then smile to continue to say: "don't worry, this time I only represent myself, also have no agreement with anyone."

Xie Dong still didn't understand. Just as she wanted to ask again, Chang Xiaomei gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't hesitate, Mr. Gao has mobilized so many elites from the field of traditional Chinese medicine to come all the way. Do you want them to see a corpse? What's more, Miss Gao has made it clear that she is fully responsible for Smith's treatment. No matter how good or bad she is, she is responsible for it. Where do you go to find such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? It's different from talking on paper at the Gaoyang conference. It's a real clinical application. It's a time to really correct the name of Qixue therapy. What are you waiting for? "

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Chang Xiaomei turned to a nurse and ordered, "take the needle." After hearing this, the nurse trotted out. After a while, she brought back several pairs of sterilized acupuncture needles with a medical tray.

He looked down at the needles, then at Chang Xiaomei. Finally, he took the tray and went to Smith.

"Take away the drops first." He said softly, seeing that everything was sharp, he took a deep breath, held his breath, took the lead in sealing Smith's acupoints, and then used needles in both hands, feet and armpits as fast as he could.

After diagnosing the pulse condition, I felt that the needle had completely blocked Qi and blood, and looked up at the values of various life indexes. It's starting to slow down. Although everything was expected, I was still nervous. I prayed in silence: Buddha Tathagata, Guanyin Bodhisattva, jade emperor, supreme Lao Jun, and God Jesus, all gods and immortals. This American friend came to me to recover from illness. It's sincere. Please protect him, but don't let him die in my hands...

and yesterday Tiangao Zhizhen is different from Professor Wang. Smith's blood pressure, heart rate and other indicators have dropped very fast. In less than ten minutes, they have reached the lowest value. Five minutes later, her body temperature has dropped to 26 degrees, which is the temperature of death.

ICU ward is the place where all kinds of high-tech equipment of modern medicine are most concentrated. It is the first time for medical staff to see that acupuncture can be applied here. All of them stare at the numerical changes on the monitoring equipment. When the final indicators are basically stable in a range, their faces show incredible expressions.

Half an hour has passed, and an hour has passed. Except for those who have jobs, almost all of them are around Smith's hospital bed. Everyone is silent, and they don't know how to express their surprise and joy.

You know, in such a place, if you want a dying person to live one more hour, how much equipment, how many people are busy, how much medicine and money do you need, But this thin man, who is not amazing in appearance, did it with six silver needles. This is a mockery of modern medicine. I really don't know whether our ancestors were smarter or modern people became stupid?

There is another point that people can't understand. What is this state? If we look at the indicators, this person is almost dead, but he is still alive, but how long can he live? In other words, can they survive?

with such doubts and apprehension, Xie Dong has been staring at the readings on the device, and the afternoon passed quietly in this inexplicable tension and uneasiness.

When he was about to leave work, the director of ICU came over first, took the initiative to hold Xie Dong's hand, and said in a low and excited voice, "teacher Xie, you have created a medical miracle. It's five and a half hours. Smith is still alive, and his heart has stopped several times. I've been a doctor for 30 years. When I first saw this situation, I feel a little ashamed to speak from my heart I'm sorry. It seems that all the things I've been busy with all day are meaningless. "

Before Xie Dong could speak, Chang Xiaomei said directly, "we can't say that. Modern medicine and traditional medicine have their own advantages. It's hard to say who is higher or who is lower. I hope Smith can survive until Mr. Gao comes back."

Xie Dong also nodded. He had been standing here for a whole afternoon. At this time, he felt sore back and legs. He could not help taking a long breath and said with a bitter smile, "take care of it. I'll go out for a cigarette." With that, he walked towards the door with heavy steps.Outside the ICU ward of each hospital, there are always a large group of family members, because their relatives are lying inside, and some people may not come out again. When Xie Dong came out, he looked at the tired faces. He couldn't tell what it was like. He just felt the fragility and helplessness of life. It was only here that he showed it incisively and vividly.

He didn't want to stay in such a place too much, because he always felt very depressed. So he went downstairs and stood on the steps in front of the inpatient department building. He lit a cigarette. He just took a sip, but felt that his shoulder was patted gently. He turned to see that Mike was standing behind him.

"Hello, Miss Xie." Mike said, "how is my cousin?"

He laughed, for a moment also don't know how to answer this question, had to light way: "very smooth."

Mike's mouth passed a bitter smile, helpless way: "I hope you are telling the truth, cousin is a very open-minded and humorous person, I'm afraid God also like him, will take him away."

Xie Dong tilted his head and looked at Mike. A scene in the middle of last night suddenly appeared in his mind. He couldn't help being a little curious, so he tentatively asked, "I remember you still have a companion. It seems that you haven't seen him since you got off the plane?"

Mike light smile: "Oh, he is sick, has been coughing, seems to be allergic to the air in China, cousin body is very weak, he is afraid of virus infection, so has not come."

Xie Dong's eyes turned, and then continued to ask: "is he also your relative?"

"No, he is my cousin's good friend and the boss of a brokerage company. How to say, my cousin also has shares in the brokerage company, so they can be regarded as partners." Mike said slowly.

Xie Dong nodded, did not continue to ask, but changed the subject: "Mr. Smith is so famous in the United States, must be very rich?"

Mike said with a smile: "yes, he made a lot of money. As for how much, I don't know. In short, tens of millions should have."

Tens of millions of US dollars, it would be more than 100 million yuan, Xie Dong heard repeatedly smack tongue, this is not the same as Zhang Liwei... He thought silently.

Seeing that he bowed his head and said nothing, Mike continued: "I've heard about your experience. In fact, like you, my cousin was born grassroots. After graduating from University, he always worked as an agent for the most basic performing artists. He was just an ordinary wage earner. When he was 27 years old, he met a very famous singer The two of them had the same temperament and became good friends. With the strong recommendation of this good friend, he finally embarked on the road of performing arts and became popular. After that, he began his brilliant artistic career. "

"Oh, that's right. In Chinese, it's called helping others." He said with a smile.

Mike nodded: "yes, you can help me. It's a pity that you died ten years ago. After his death, his cousin was very sad and quit the show business completely. He just hosted a talk show on a TV station."

I didn't expect that Smith was still a man of love and righteousness. Xie dong thought to himself. He hesitated a little and asked, "I see Mrs. Smith is very young. They are not the original match, are they?" After that, he added with a smile: "I don't know if it's polite to ask like this. If you don't want to say it, you have the right to think I'm farting."

Mike said with a faint smile: "nothing. My cousin divorced three years ago. This is his second wife, but they have always been in love."

As soon as the car door opened, Mrs. Smith came out and saw that Mike and he were both there. So she quickly walked this way and said something to Mike loudly as she walked. Mike and Xie Dong said hello, and they began to talk in English. Then they went to the inpatient building while talking.

Xie Dong didn't understand what they were saying. Seeing that two people had left, he sat on the steps, lit a cigarette and took a few breaths in silence.

Before he finished smoking, another taxi came and stopped beside him. As soon as the door opened, the driver got out of the car and called to him, "doctor, doctor!"

He was stunned and looked around. Then he realized that he was also wearing a white coat, so he was stunned and asked, "are you calling me?"

"Just to ask you something. I just sent a foreign woman to see you talking with a foreign man at the door. Do you know each other?"

He nodded slightly and said, "yes, that's Mrs. Smith. She's my patient's family."

When the driver heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "that's great. It saves me trouble." Then he took out a brown handbag from the car and continued: "she left her bag in the car. Please give it back to her."

"OK, I'll pick up the money and live Lei Feng." He took it with a smile, but his heart suddenly moved slightly.