In these fifteen minutes, it was very long for Huo Fei'ang and the other two standing outside the intensive care unit, or for Chen Jian and the old man who were treating Zhang Quanyou with acupuncture.

Especially Chen Jian and the old man, they could be said to be staring at Zhang Quanyou intently.

The treatment plan conceived by the old man seemed to be very effective, because Zhang Quanyou's facial movements were becoming more and more frequent.

This undoubtedly confirms the situation that the old man has taken effect in his treatment plan!

"It's almost time. Be prepared to take the needle. Remember to finish it in one go!" The old man looked at the time and said to Chen Jian: "First take seven injections to cure the disease, and finally get one shot to save your life!"

Chen Jian nodded, took a deep breath, and was ready.

The old man kept staring at the time. As soon as the fifteen minutes arrived, the old man immediately nodded at Chen Jian, which was a signal that signaled Chen Jian to start taking the needle.

Chen Jian took action like lightning, and took out seven golden needles for curing diseases in sequence in sequence. The movement was so fast that it made people feel that the golden needles at the seven acupoints on Zhang Quanyou's head had disappeared, and Chen Jian held them in his hand.

"The last stitch!" the old man said immediately.

Chen Jian held seven golden needles in his right hand, switched to his left hand, and returned as soon as the electricity was discharged. The life-saving golden needle on the Baihui point above Zhang Quanyou's head was taken down.

As the golden needle was removed, Zhang Quanyou's whole body began to tremble and twitch. The blood in the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears also turned into a very thin blood line, flowing outward.

"Leave it to fate, wait and see what happens!" The old man said these eight words after seeing Chen Jian looking at him.

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Jian understood that the treatment had been completely completed, and the rest was up to Zhang Quanyou himself.

Zhang Quanyou's trembling and twitching lasted for five minutes before slowly stopping. The blood lines in his eyes, nostrils and ears slowly decreased as he stopped trembling and twitching, and finally stopped.

"Wipe clean." The old man said, "We're going to leave."

xFirst release

Chen Jian cleaned the blood stains in the corners of Zhang Quanyou's eyes, nostrils and ears, and went out of the intensive care unit with the old man.

"How is it?" Huo Fei'ang asked immediately when he saw the two of them coming out.

"The treatment has been completed, the worst result will not occur, he has survived." The old man said: "The worst result now is that the treatment has no effect and there will be no other situations. If it is cured, he will wake up tomorrow morning."

"Let's go to my office to have a glass of water." Huo Feiang said immediately, and took everyone to his office, brewed a pot of tea, and poured tea for everyone one by one.

"Why did Chen Jian use the golden needle just now?" Huo Feiang asked at this time: "Gold is soft and can it be used as a material for acupuncture needles?"

"This is my Chen family's vein-transfer golden needle." The old man explained: "These golden needles were also passed down from ancestors and are now passed to Chen Jian."

"No wonder I've never seen the technique of applying needles just now." Huo Feiang nodded and said with a sudden enlightenment.

The old man looked at Huo Fei'ang and said, "Old Huo, if the patient wakes up, there is one more thing to bother you."

"What are you, Mr. Huo? We are about the same age. I am a little younger than you. If you think of me, just call me brother!" Huo Feiang said immediately.

"Okay!" The old man didn't say nonsense, nodded and said, "Brother Huo, if the patient wakes up tomorrow, please help me ask me what the patient feels when he is in a vegetative state, and what is his realization!"

Huo Feiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I remember it in my heart. I hope he can wake up tomorrow!"

After saying this, Huo Feiang sighed and said, "It's a pity that even if the patient wakes up tomorrow, we will announce the truth of the matter to the public. The news that traditional Chinese medicine cures vegetatives cannot be spread."

All the Chinese medicine practitioners present, and they could understand what Huo Fei'ang said.

The old man smiled and said, "Don't feel a pity. Healing one does not mean that this treatment plan can cure all vegetatives. There may be patients who do not respond to this treatment plan. We will wait for the results tomorrow. However, no matter what, there is an additional treatment plan for treating vegetatives! The development of medicine will not stop. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they are always improving. Although there are signs of decline in traditional Chinese medicine, people who study traditional Chinese medicine should not have discouraged thoughts."

When everyone heard the old man's words, he nodded silently.

The old man was about to get up and say goodbye, but at this moment, Huo Fei'an's phone rang.

As the master, Huo Fei'ang's phone rang, and the old man naturally could not say goodbye. He had to wait until Huo Fei'ang answered the phone before saying goodbye to Huo Fei'ang, otherwise it would be a very impolite expression.

Seeing the call, Huo Feiang walked to the window and answered the phone. Huo Feiang said, "Old Li, call me so late. Is there any news?"

I don’t know what the person on the other side of the phone said, but Huo Feiang said, “Twelve years ago? Are people still alive? Can you still find people now?”

After a few words from the other person on the phone, Huo Feiang said, "Okay, I understand, thank you, Lao Li, when will I come to the harbor? I will treat you to a meal."

After Huo Feiang hung up the phone, he said to Chen Jian: "Chen Jian, the phone call just now was called by the director of Binjiang Hospital. He told me that Binjiang City Hospital had diagnosed a vegetative case twelve years ago. All the physical symptoms of the patient were normal, but he couldn't wake up. In the end, the patient was diagnosed with a vegetative. Later, because he did not need an external system to maintain his life, the patient chose to be discharged from the hospital and went home."

"Are the patient still alive? Can I find it?" the old man asked immediately, only to find out that the question he asked was what Huo Feiang asked on the phone just now.

"I just asked, and Dean Li said that it was too long, and he still found this vegetative case from the archives." Huo Feiang said: "As for whether the patient is still alive and whether he can find the patient, I don't know!"

When the old man heard Huo Fei'ang's words, he nodded, turned to Chen Jian, and said, "You go back to Binjiang. As long as this patient is still alive, he must find it if he digs three feet into the ground."

"Okay!" Chen Jian nodded and said, "Please tell Mr. Huo to President Li of Binjiang City Hospital. I want to see the case file."
Chapter completed!