Rebirth: Doctor King in City

Everyone looked at Yang Chen who was in the operation room in disbelief.

But only Yang Chen knew the danger involved!

In order to stop the bleeding from the old man's head, Yang Chen had no choice but to exhaust the warm currents in his body time and time again. On the other side, he also needed to use the energy of the Demon Pupil to prevent the other weak blood vessels in his body from rupturing during the operation.

The nurse wiped the sweat off of Yang Chen with a towel. Only then did everyone realize that Yang Chen's face was already pale white.

"Cut off the patient's clothes. I want to apply the acupuncture." Yang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" The assistants were confused. Weren't they trying to deal with the cerebral hemorrhage? Why did he have to cut off his clothes?

"Do it!" Seeing the few of them staring blankly at him, Yang Chen frowned and said coldly.

"Yes sir!"

Although the assistants were in a daze for a moment, they were, after all, the most outstanding doctors in the whole city's hospital. They were at the level of the main surgeon on the other operating tables.

After putting away the silver needles on his head, Yang Chen took out another silver needle from his silver needle bag.

"Don't be surprised that the patient will have any abnormal movements later on." Yang Chen thought about it, and decided to remind Yue Yang first, so as to not disturb him later.

After he finished speaking, Yang Chen took a deep breath, lifted his spirit, and flew up with his right hand. A silver light flashed, and eighteen silver needles appeared on the old man's body.

Looking at the position where Yang Chen had placed the needles, the empire couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "What is he trying to do?"

's heart was thumping, even if the doctors here were not traditional Chinese medicine, they were all people who had graduated from the proper medical academy. When they were in school, or practicing medicine, they had also come in contact with the meridian science of the human body, so they were naturally able to see clearly that the place where Yang Chen pierced the needle was an important acupoint.

"Let's take a look first." The dynasty said after a moment of hesitation.

If it weren't for the fact that the empire's stats were improving and the intracranial hemorrhage had clearly stopped, the empire would definitely rush in now and give that brat two big ears!

But Yang Chen had already demonstrated his ability initially, which was something that other doctors could not do, so they could only continue to observe from the sidelines.

Pausing for a moment, Yang Chen pierced eighteen more needles, and following the cry of surprise, Yang Chen's right hand swiftly swept past like a lute.

"Whew, let me rest for a bit. Call me in ten minutes." With that said, Yang Chen retreated to the side without a care, and found a stool to sit on.

"Doctor Yang …" The assistant by the side looked at Yang Chen in shock. The operation wasn't over, and the head wasn't sewn yet, so how could the main surgeon lie down?

But when he saw Yang Chen sitting on the chair with a pale face and closed his eyes to rest, his voice unconsciously slowed down.

"Ten minutes, watch." Yang Chen said softly.

He was extremely tired. He had already been tired all day, and now that he had spent so much effort to save them, his body wasn't in a very good condition either.

"The silver needles are still moving!" With its sharp eyes, the empire could see through the glass window that Yang Chen was still rapidly swaying after planting the thirty-six silver needles, and even emitted a slight sound of the wind breaking.

"What a miracle." Li Mingde sighed.

"The patient's intracranial congestion is slowly liquefying and flowing out of the cranial cavity." The assistant checked the patient's condition in detail, then reported through the microphone in surprise.

The dynasty and Li Mingde looked at each other, the blood clot flowing out from the patient's body?

Ten minutes later, without waiting for the assistant to call Yang Chen, Yang Chen woke up on his own. He once again brushed the silver needles with his right hand, and sat back down on the chair.

Only a sharp-eyed doctor could clearly see that Yang Chen's back was drenched in sweat, and there was even a puddle of water under the chair.

Ten minutes later, Yang Chen woke up again. He first checked the patient's cranial cavity to confirm that the congestion had been cleaned up by himself, then he kept the silver needles.

"Suture, will you?" Yang Chen asked.

"Yes." The assistant nodded. This small matter wasn't difficult for him.

"Yes, I'll leave the rest to you." Yang Chen weakly nodded his head, and then fell to the ground.

"Dr. Yang!"

"Dr. Yang, what's wrong with you!"

The group of medical personnel were all subdued by Yang Chen's medical skills, and when they saw him unconscious on the ground, they immediately panicked.

"Don't panic! First, two nurses carried out the Dr. Yang. Doctor Liu immediately sewed it up, and Little Zhao and Little Zhang quickly disinfected it and replaced the nurses inside. The dynasty turned on the microphone and shouted into it.

As the dean who had experienced countless life and death situations, his orders were swift and decisive.

After Yang Chen was carried outside, Li Mingde no longer had time to investigate the old chief's condition. As Yang Chen was one of his people, his heart could be said to be burning with anxiety.

"Dr. Yang's body is currently very weak, but there should be no illness, and he should be overworked. After a round of inspection, Li Mingde heaved a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the old leader's skull sutures had also ended.

"How's the old leader?" Li Mingde asked.

"The body's index is normal. The blood clot in the brain has been completely drained. There are no new blood vessels ruptured. Everything is normal. I am waiting for the patient to wake up." The empire said thankfully.

"I really didn't expect that there would be someone stronger than me!" Shaking his head, he felt a little despondent.

In the eyes of the dynasty, Yang Chen's actions today not only saved an old chief, but more importantly, overturned his view of Chinese medicine.

However, as the dean, he needed to consider the overall situation. That was why he was able to tolerate the existence of the hospital's TCM department, and also squeeze out almost no resources.

But from now on, the entire image of Chinese medicine would be changed in the eyes of the dynasty!

"Unfortunately, this kind of treatment is also very burdensome for Dr. Yang." Li Mingde's eyes were unwilling.

The empire sighed, Yang Chen was a strong young lad! If even this kind of strong youngster could make him faint, then how could this kind of treatment be promoted?

"Old Li, can we discuss this?" You know, our city hospital is not in a good state of mind, can you... " The dynasty rubbed his hands and asked.

Li Mingde glared at the empire: "Don't even think about it, our hospital only has these few good seedlings!"

The dynasty bashfully said, "Don't you have an old Chinese doctor in your hospital? We are all brothers in the hospital, you can't just sit by and watch our hospital's traditional Chinese medicine decline. "

Li Mingde said angrily: "Aren't you the one who doesn't believe in Chinese medicine?"

The dynasty laughed: "President Li, isn't this because I have never seen such a powerful Chinese medicine in Dr. Yang before? How about this, if you ask the Dr. Yang to come to our hospital, and I let Doctor Zhao go to your hospital to do some training? "

Li Mingde's face twitched. This temptation was a little too big!

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