Chapter 21 Medicine Needle

Over the years, both Sinology and traditional Chinese medicine have actually not developed well. Today, when Western medicine is booming, even many Chinese people are not optimistic about traditional Chinese medicine, let alone others.

"He must have just heard our conversation, it must be so!" President Zhao did not want to believe that the young Ye Xiu could see Mr. Peng's situation at a glance.

It is not only Dean Zhao who thinks so, but also the experts beside him have this idea in their hearts.

"Ye Xiu, do you have a solution?" Peng Weimin saw Mr. Peng's situation at a glance and said quickly.

He is not President Zhao. Ye Xiu not only saved Mr. Peng four years ago, but also spoke highly of Ye Xiu. As Mr. Peng's son, he naturally knows what kind of person his father is and how difficult it is to get such an evaluation from him.

"Although it's a little troublesome, it's not a big problem." Ye Xiu nodded.

The most troublesome situation of Mr. Peng's current situation is that he has a heart attack, which is not suitable for surgery, but this situation is not * annoying for Ye Xiu. As long as he controls Peng Lao's heart with true qi, he can safely treat the congestion in Mr. Peng's brain.

"What did you say?"

President Zhao exclaimed. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was just lucky to hear some of their conversations, so he knew Mr. Peng's situation. Even if he was really good at a young age, how strong he could dare to say such a thing. What is a big problem? More than a dozen experts in cardiovascular and cerebral blood vessels have not found a way to treat Peng Lao. Isn't it that everyone present is not as good as him?

Not only does Dean Zhao's face become difficult to look, but also the other doctors beside him don't look good. They are all famous doctors in Qingzhou. Now they are ignored like this, and no one will look good.

Ye Xiu took a faint look at Dean Zhao. Although he may not be as good as these people in Western medicine, he is only stronger than these so-called experts in traditional Chinese medicine, and even in the case of using true qi, he is many times stronger.

"Uncle Peng, I need a set of silver needles, good ginseng and snow lotus."

Ye Xiu ignored Dean Zhao and said something directly to Peng Weimin not far away. Although he is sure that Mr. Peng's situation will be cured, after all, it involves the brain. Once it takes too long, he can't guarantee that there will be no sequelae after waking up Mr. Peng. Peng Lao is also a teacher and friend to him, and he will never let anything happen to Peng Lao.

"Good." Peng Weimin nodded quickly.

"Dean Zhao, prepare what Ye Xiu said quickly." Naturally, it is impossible for Peng Weimin to do these things in person and directly ordered to President Zhao beside him.

Hearing Peng Weimin's words, President Zhao was a little embarrassed. He didn't believe Ye Xiu from the bottom of his heart, but he had to think about Peng Weimin's words.

"Secretary Peng, it is better to treat Mr. Peng's condition by a professional doctor." After a moment of hesitation, Dean Zhao still expressed his opinion.

"Nedless to say, we believe in Ye Xiu!"

Before Peng Weimin opened his mouth, Peng Jianjun next to him immediately said.

President Zhao nodded helplessly and immediately called a doctor to prepare what Ye Xiu needed, and also ordered to prepare an operating room. Obviously, he planned to save Peng Lao after Ye Xiu failed. It has to be said that although Dean Zhao judge people by his appearance, he still did his duty as a doctor.

Soon, Ye Xiu prepared what he needed, but when he saw the extra alcohol, he frowned. Obviously, the doctor who prepared these things for him was going to embarrass him, otherwise it would never be too late to disinfect.

Ye Xiu doesn't need to think about it, and he also knows that this is the instruction of this group of experts around him, otherwise those ordinary doctors will definitely not be so bold.

"Mr. Ye, hurry up and start." A middle-aged man said quickly, but there was a clear sneer in his eyes.

"I need to be quiet when I treat the disease, and some irrelevant people go out first." Ye Xiu took a look at the middle-aged man and knew that these things were prepared for him by the people in front of him. He couldn't help saying coldly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed, but after seeing President Zhao's unkind look, he still left the ward with several experts. Suddenly, only the two brothers Peng Weimin and Dean Zhao, and Dean Zhao insisted on staying in the huge ward.

"This old Chen is still doing these things at this time." Looking at the middle-aged man outside the ward, Dean Zhao looked a little unhappy. Although the two laymen Peng Weimin and Peng Jianjun did not see the previous events, could these things be hidden from more than a dozen experts present?

"It seems that we have to hit him sometime." The middle-aged man still doesn't know, because President Zhao has listed him as a dangerous person because of his previous move.

Ye Xiu picked up the scalpel and immersed it in alcohol, and took it out after a moment.

"This?" Seeing this scene, Dean Zhao opened his glasses wide. Although Lao Chen deliberately embarrassed Ye Xiu, he still prepared sterile disinfection cotton. Any doctor knew that disinfection was not to soak the scalpel in alcohol!

"Hum~"

But the next moment, a strange scene happened. Ye Xiu's wrist shook slightly, and there was a buzz from the scalpel. The alcohol on the knife evaporated rapidly, emitting a trace of heat. Just a moment, the alcohol on the scalpel disappeared.

"This is..." Such a magical scene, even Dean Zhao is dumbfounded.

" Qigong?" Peng Jianguo's face changed slightly. He has stayed in the army and his own strength is not weak. Although he has taken a foreign path, it does not mean that he does not know those military elites with kung fu. It is said that some people practice Qigong, which can generate anger.

In the surprised eyes of the five people, Ye Xiu quickly cut out six long strips the size of embroidered needles with the scalpel in his hand.

"What is he going to do?" An old man looked at President Zhao.

"How do I know!" President Zhao rolled his eyes.

From the beginning of Ye Xiu's disinfection, he didn't understand anything. Not only Dean Zhao, but also the other two old men didn't understand what Ye Xiu wanted to do.

"He doesn't want to use ginseng as a needle, does he?" Another slightly fat old man looked at the ginseng cut into the size of an embroidered needle and said incredulously.

"What are you kidding? Ginseng is so soft that even air-dried ginseng will never pierce people's skin." The old man immediately retorted that as doctors, they naturally know the toughness of human skin, and they are also very clear that even ginseng in the shape of embroidered needles can never pierce people's skin.

Ye Xiu picked up the ginseng, and the true qi in his body gushed out in an instant. The ginseng was already harder than steel. In everyone's incredible eyes, the embroidered needle-like ginseng inserted into Mr. Peng's body. Then Ye Xiu inserted another eleven needle-like medicinal materials into Mr. Peng's body.

"I can't believe it, how can this be!" President Zhao and the three of them were stunned. Even the experts who peeked through the glass of the ward were also stunned by Ye Xiu's method.

Compared with others, Peng Weimin and Peng Jianguo's faces showed joy. Although they don't know how Ye Xiu did all this, it seems that their choice is correct, and it is more important to wake up Peng Lao than anything else.

Ye Xiu's palms were released, and he quickly patted Peng Lao's chest a few times. Then, Peng Lao's pale face began to turn red.

"Look, Mr. Peng's situation has improved!" President Zhao exclaimed.

Hearing Dean Zhao's exclamation, Ye Xiu couldn't help looking back at him. Dean Zhao quickly stopped and smiled.

"Unfortunate, it's not a real medicine needle." Ye Xiu sighed in his heart.

The way to treat Mr. Peng is that he learned from the Xuanming Zhenjing. The real medicine needle is made of spiritual wood, and then constantly soaked with medicinal materials, which eventually turns the spiritual wood into a medicine needle, which melts as soon as he enters the body. The powerful medicine needle can even live and die. It's just that in a hurry, Ye Xiu can make needles with the simplest medicine. Although the effect is much worse, it is enough for Mr. Peng's current situation. As for the few times he patted Peng Lao, it stimulated the medicinal properties of the drug. After all, it is not a real needle. It can't be transformed into the body at all. It can only be catalyzed by Ye Xiu's true qi.

After waiting for a while, it was estimated that the medicinal properties in the medicinal materials had almost been consumed. Ye Xiu brushed his palm at the place where the needle was inserted before, and suddenly twelve dry medicinal residues appeared in his hands.

Throwing the residue on the ground, Ye Xiu grabbed the silver needle and quickly immersed it in alcohol. The next moment, his hand shook and the silver needle had been disinfected. With Ye Xiu's rapid movements, 36 silver needles in his hand had been inserted into Peng Lao's body in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Peng Lao, who was inserted like a hedgehog, everyone looked at Ye Xiu like a ghost.