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Chapter 133 No plan for the worst(1/2)

Jiang Shaotian had a clear mind, neither arrogant nor arrogant, and expressed his thoughts and treatments that sounded simple and well-founded.

Especially the golden acupuncture method, he focused on the prosperity and decline, functions and methods of acupuncture from ancient times to the present for more than ten minutes.

"Golden needles? What kind of golden needles? Can the silver needles of traditional Chinese medicine cure this?"

"Director Jiang, you want to use golden needles to repair his bones? Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Even if silver needles can cure all diseases, I still don't believe it can repair bone marrow."

"Using golden needles to treat...this is simply a fantasy, unbelievable!"

"I'm afraid it's just a show, isn't it? I've been practicing medicine for decades, and I've never heard of golden needles being able to replace scalpels. It's simply unheard of."

All the experts present here raised doubts on the spot as soon as they heard that he was going to use golden needles for treatment.

Fortunately, Jiang Shaotian is a handsome and handsome guy. If he were a long-haired beauty, rumors would probably spread.

All of this was within Jiang Shaotian's expectation. In the past, he would have doubted it and even felt that "this person" must be sick.

But after receiving a biography from the "True Dragon Taoist" in a dream, I was completely impressed by the ancient medical skills.

"Old leader, I want to give it a try. Please give me a chance. I will never speak if I am not completely sure."

Jiang Shaotian ignored other people's doubts, looked at the silent old leader firmly and said,

Although Mayor Zhang did not speak for him, his silence was louder than his voice. By not speaking, he expressed his acquiescence in Jiang Shaotian's medical skills.

If he opens his mouth, it will raise doubts and arouse the suspicion of the old leader.

"Old leader, I promise to be your guarantee. Please give him a chance to prove himself."

Dean Xu saw that the old leader had been frowning but did not refuse, so he struck while the iron was hot.

His guess was correct. The old leader was really shocked. In his whole life, he had never heard anyone speak so objectively and brilliantly about the acupuncture technique that had been passed down by China for thousands of years.

This young man thinks clearly and talks eloquently, as if he is telling an "ancient story".

But back to reality, will this ancient method work? Everything is unknown.

This is a third- to fourth-level orthopedic surgery. It is not the most difficult level, but it is even easier to say it is impossible.

It's really a bit... to hand over such an operation to a young Chinese medicine practitioner in his early twenties...

"What's your worst-case scenario?"

The old leader thought again and again and slowly spoke.

"No worst-case scenario."

Jiang Shaotian said firmly.

Their eyes met, and there was something called "confidence" and "confidence" that quickly impacted the wavering old leader.

After a moment, the old leader felt relieved and said: "In that case, I'll give you a chance. If the soldier's operation fails, you can go back to the countryside with Dean Xu to farm!"

After saying that, he waved his hand tiredly, motioning for them to go out first.

This young man was so confident that it also infected him in his seventies.

He thought in his heart that the worst plan was to have another major surgery in the end, which would not endanger his life, so he made up his mind and agreed.

"Old leader, please pay attention to your health. You have chronic bronchial asthma. After the operation, you can follow me to the First Affiliated Hospital and use my homemade Sanfu patch for conservative treatment."

After Jiang Shaotian politely thanked him, he stood up and walked out of the conference room with Fang Hong and Doctor Du.

When Dean Ye saw that the old leader agreed and Mayor Zhang acquiesced, he did not dare to question anything anymore. After all, this matter was related to the reputation of the Central Hospital.

So, I quickly chased him out...

"Old leader, this, this..."

The directors of other hospitals are anxious.

This sounds like an expert consultation meeting, but how did it eventually evolve into Jiang Shaotian's personal consultation report?

"Stop talking, cough, cough..."

The old leader's tall body was shaken and he coughed violently.

"Old leader..."

His driver immediately stepped forward and took out a bottle of imported western medicine spray and sprayed it into his open mouth.

Suddenly, his whole body felt smoother.

In fact, few people know that he has asthma, especially the doctors in Star City.

When he usually comes to Star City for business, he always prepares in advance and stays for a short time, so no one knows about it.

Unexpectedly, today, a young Chinese medicine practitioner whom I met for the first time saw at a glance that I had been suffering from a chronic disease for twenty years. I was really shocked.

I was so frightened that I coughed and wheezed unconsciously. I was really old and couldn't bear the "fright" anymore.

"After all, this world belongs to young people, and we, the older generation, really need to give young people the opportunity to boldly try.

Of course, this must be done while ensuring life safety.

He can tell that I have asthma at a glance, which proves that his Chinese medicine skills have reached an incredible level.

Although the four most basic techniques of traditional Chinese medicine are sight, smell, inquiry and incision, they are also the most difficult. There are probably only a few people who can really do them.

Our medical community needs such geniuses! Traditional Chinese medicine needs such young geniuses even more!"

The old leader took a breath and sighed with sudden confidence.

If before, he was half because of Mayor Zhang's acquiescence and Dean Xu's guarantee, this young man's self-confidence infected his wavering confidence.

So at this moment, I have completely believed in this young Chinese medicine doctor.

When everyone saw this, they were too embarrassed to make any more mocking remarks.

You can say a few words in front of the old leaders, but you must not offend the mayor.

Especially Xu Nuo. Although he looks smiling all day long, everyone knows how terrifying he can be when he gets angry.

He promised that when he was young, he would be a character who was not afraid of heaven or earth.

Otherwise, how could you fall in love with Jiang Shaotian?

"Everyone, let's sit here and wait for the news! The vice president can bring out other cases in our hospital for everyone to consult and discuss..."

The old leader thought about it and realized that just sitting around was a waste of time, so he simply asked the deputy director of the Central Hospital to find something for everyone to do.

As for the various treatment plans that everyone proposed just now, he also wrote them down. He was just waiting for Jiang Shaotian to come out to verify which one was feasible and who was just a show-off.

Central hospital, surgical operating room.

After Jiang Shaotian personally pushed the young soldier into the sterile operating room, he used a golden needle to prick his "sleeping point" and let him fall into a deep sleep.

"He hasn't slept for several days since his accident. I'm afraid that he won't be able to bear it, so I'll just knock him out. He's still young, and the anesthetic will have some effect on him. Dr. Du, just cooperate with us.

, Do you understand?”

Jiang Shaotian pointed to the medical surgical tools on the side.

"I understand, Director Jiang, please rest assured, Director Fang, I will cooperate with you."

Deputy Director Du said confidently.

He is also a veteran. He has gone through more than a hundred major surgeries with Fang Hong, and he has performed no less than a thousand minor surgeries, so it goes without saying.

As long as the surgeon in charge makes a gesture or a look, he, Lao Du, can understand the intention.

"Starting from the simplest wrist, I will use my luck to splice his broken bones first, and then use ancient methods to repair and treat..."

As Jiang Shaotian said this, he injected his true energy into his body with secret energy.

When Dr. Du heard the word "easiest", he was stunned on the spot. This kind of fracture surgery is considered to be quite difficult.

He actually said it in such an understatement, and the confidence on his face was definitely not an act, he must have a secret technique passed down from his ancestors.

I heard that in a small county, there was an old man who was very good at treating fractures. He was well-known and respected in the local area.

Many people from other provinces will go here to receive treatment, and they all return satisfied with their recovery.

Is it possible that his ancestors also had experts?

After Jiang Shaotian spliced ​​the broken bones of his wrist, he took out several golden needles and inserted them into his swollen forearm, and then chanted the ancient acupuncture mantra...

Gradually, the golden needle on the young warrior's arm began to tremble continuously.

About half an hour later, Jiang Shaotian took out the golden needle and breathed a sigh of relief: "He is very strong, has tenacious vitality, and has good physical fitness. Therefore, the broken bones in the wrist were successfully spliced."

"Director Jiang, are you saying that his wrist can be reattached without surgery?" Dr. Du exclaimed after regaining consciousness.

"It's like this. His wrist was only broken into three pieces. The condition is not very bad, but he still needs to be hospitalized for observation and needs medication.

For me, if it costs more than three dollars, I need to go under the knife, because I have to make sure everything is safe. Director Fang, prepare the scalpel and start the surgery on the right calf!"

Jiang Shaotian crushed a Guben Pill and sprinkled it on his wrist.

"Okay!" Fang Hong was already ready for battle.

The powder from the pill followed the eyes of the golden needle that had not yet "healed" and instantly sank into his skin and flesh, and then soaked into his blood vessels.
To be continued...
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