Check-in at the Hospital: The First Surgery Shocked the Nation! Chapter 443 - 322: Muscle Strain, On-Site Acupuncture Treatm

"I’ll go take a look."

Qin Feng, also a bit worried, said to Yan’Er before heading to the Peking Union dical College Hospital team’s resting area.

At this ti, the ga was already on pause, and both teams were taking a temporary break.

But over on the Peking Union dical College Hospital team’s side, the mood was quite tense!

"Ouch~ It hurts!"

The injured boy placed his foot on the bench, but it hurt the mont soone touched it.

"This won’t do, he can’t go back on the court."

The team leader shook his head and sighed.

Looking at the situation, it seems the muscle is sprained, but whether there’s a dislocation can only be determined with an X-ray.

"So what do we do now? The ga isn’t over yet; should we let a substitute in?"

The captain of the Peking Union dical College Hospital team frowned tightly and said.

"This is all we can do for now; with 20 minutes left in the ga, I’m afraid we can’t win."

The coach nodded helplessly.

At this mont, Qin Feng had already reached the crowd, his eyes focusing on the boy’s injured ankle.

"Alright, let’s continue for now."

With that, the substitute got up, took off his jacket, and revealed the jersey underneath.

A few of them took to the court, and the ga was about to resu.

"Coach, how about giving an ice pack?"

The injured boy said anxiously,

"Sun Hao is a center, he can’t play defense, we can’t lose too badly~"

"No! We don’t know the extent of your injury; even if we lose, you can’t go back out there."

The team leader sternly shook his head and said.

The ga can be lost, but we can’t have anyone getting hurt!

"But~"

The boy wanted to say more, but the coach interrupted him with a gesture.

"Can I take a look?"

At that mont, a voice ca from the side.

Both of them turned to the source of the voice.

A familiar, handso face appeared in their sight, making their eyes light up.

Qin Feng!

This is the most famous student at Peking Union dical College Hospital right now!

"Qin Feng? You ca to watch the ga too."

The coach smiled and nodded at him politely.

Although they didn’t know each other, they were both from Peking Union dical College Hospital, and with Qin Feng’s recent fa, everyone liked him.

"Yes, I heard about the college basketball ga with Jingcai, so I ca to watch."

Qin Feng nodded and then looked at the boy’s foot,

"Can I take a look at the injury?"

"Well... alright."

The coach and the boy exchanged a look and then nodded in agreent.

Qin Feng’s dical skills are legendary, both at school and at the Peking Union dical College Hospital.

Especially in just half a year, he went from being exceptionally promoted to an intensive care doctor to now the deputy director of the ergency departnt.

This is the youngest director-level position at Peking Union dical College Hospital!

Seeing this, Qin Feng sat opposite the boy and gently extended his hand to the top of the ankle.

"Bear with it; let see if there’s any bone injury."

He looked up and said to the boy, who nodded in response.

Then, Qin Feng applied light pressure with his five fingers, slowly moving along the bones and muscles, and as he passed the ankle bone, the boy gritted his teeth to endure the pain without making a sound.

When his hand moved away, the pain eased.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand, having reached a conclusion.

No dislocation or fracture, just a muscle strain.

"Don’t worry, it’s a muscle strain, the bones are fine."

He said with a smile.

"Can I still play?"

The boy’s eyes lit up imdiately at these words, and he quickly asked.

"Nonsense! You need to rest well even with a muscle strain, how can you play?!"

The coach chided sternly from the side.

The boy’s expression froze, showing disappointnt.

They were all dical students, with a clear understanding of basic dical knowledge.

Normally, a muscle strain ans you really shouldn’t exert yourself, or it could easily lead to further injury, worsening the situation.

"You still want to play?"

At this point, Qin Feng asked with a faint smile, then changed his tone,

"Actually, it’s not impossible."

"Hmm? Really!"

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them were taken aback, and the boy’s eyes shone as he raised his voice.

"Qin Feng, stop joking; if the injury worsens, it won’t be a small matter."

The coach’s expression sank, and he hurried to stop him.

Though he admired Qin Feng and respected him, he was still the teacher, and Qin Feng was a student.

No matter how skilled, he couldn’t make the boy’s foot recover imdiately.

"Coach, don’t worry, I’m not speaking recklessly."

Qin Feng smiled as he responded, looking at the coach,

"It’s just a muscle strain; a little adjustnt of the muscles and ridians, and it will recover quickly without affecting his performance."

"Adjust the muscles and ridians?"

Upon hearing this, the coach was dumbfounded; can they be adjusted?

Could it be like Chinese dicine bone setting?

Even with Chinese dicine bone setting, it takes so ti to fully recover!

"Wait a mont, I’ll be right back."

Qin Feng got up and left, patting the boy’s shoulder.

After speaking, he ran through the crowd towards the parking lot.

Watching him leave, not just the two of them but even the nearby logistics staff exchanged curious looks.

They had heard the conversation clearly!

Returning to his car, Qin Feng took out an acupuncture kit from the dical box in the trunk and ran back to the basketball court.

He had already examined the boy’s condition; with this level of sprain, Western dicine would require about a week of rest without putting weight on the foot.

But Qin Feng wasn’t just studying Western dicine; he was also proficient in Chinese dicine!

Especially the "Chen Clan Bone-setting," which had records for this type of injury in nearly every traditional Chinese bone-setting lineage, with the treatnt being the simplest.

"It might hurt a bit later, but it will quickly go numb and itch, just a few minutes."

Back at the court, Qin Feng opened the acupuncture kit, revealing four rows of densely packed silver needles.

The sight gave everyone goosebumps!

At this mont, Qin Feng’s actions also attracted many curious glances.

"What are they doing over there?"

"Isn’t that Qin Feng from Peking Union dical College Hospital? It’s my first ti seeing him, he’s so handso!"

"Yes, yes! I think he’s even more handso than our school’s Wang Zi and more cultured!"

"Totally agree!"

"Is he treating the injury? Does Peking Union dical College Hospital have Chinese dicine?"

...

Qin Feng extracted two silver needles, slowly inserting them into the skin around the ankle, then gently rotating them.

"Extend your right hand."

Then he held the boy’s right hand, disinfecting near the web between the thumb and index finger.

Since it was the left foot that was injured, Qin Feng used a common symtrical therapy in Chinese dicine.

That is, left to right, top to bottom, yin to yang.

With the left foot injured, he only needed to acupuncture the right hand’s acupoints and ridians!

The next second, three silver needles were inserted as Qin Feng twisted them up and down continuously.

"Ouch~"

At this mont, the boy shivered and inhaled sharply.

He felt both pain and numbness in his ankle!

Seeing this, Qin Feng slowed down the twisting, and after ten seconds, he sped up again.

"It really doesn’t hurt, it’s just sore and numb now."

About two minutes later, the boy exclaid in surprise and delight.

The nearby coach also couldn’t hide his amazent at these words.

It was his first ti witnessing a Chinese dicine treatnt for an on-site injury, leaving him in awe.

"Just wait two more minutes, it will be fine."

Qin Feng said with a smile.

To speed up the injured ankle’s recovery, Qin Feng not only loosened the muscles and improved circulation but also temporarily blocked two blood vessels around the ankle.

This completely blocked the pain without affecting full muscle exertion.

One minute...

Two minutes...

Qin Feng silently counted in his heart, then began to remove the needles.

Removing the silver needles from the hand and the ankle, he placed them aside and smiled at the boy.

"Get up and give it a try."

Upon hearing this, the boy imdiately stood up from the bench, stepping hard on his left foot twice.

"It’s really all better!"

Seeing this scene, everyone around was dumbfounded.

Is it really healed just like that?