The elderly man’s epilepsy has been going on for years; it’s not easy to control.
Nianyang needs to constantly move the acupuncture points and repeat the procedure, her fingers moving at lightning speed, quickly dripping with sweat.
Li Tingyan watched his wife’s desperate efforts, feeling such heartache that he wished he could do it for her, but unfortunately, he didn’t understand dicine. He could only keep wiping the sweat off her forehead with his large hands.
About five or six minutes passed like this, and the old man on the ground gradually stopped convulsing, yet remained rigid and unresponsive.
The guests present didn’t understand dicine, and thought the elder was beyond saving. Looking at Nianyang kneeling on the ground, repeatedly performing the sa acupuncture action and gasping for breath from exhaustion, they couldn’t help but shake their heads and sigh, "Young girl, you’ve done your best. The old man hasn’t responded for so long, maybe we should wait for the ambulance."
Seeing this, Ruan Weidong’s mood sank bit by bit, wondering if a life was going to be lost today at his restaurant.
No, it won’t happen!
The Divine Doctor girl’s dical skills are so good, she will surely be able to save the elder!
Li Tingyan was also a bit nervous, watching the sweat on his wife’s forehead, almost like water droplets falling, yet she was still biting her lips, trying hard to hold on. He felt both heartache and imnse pride—certainly the girl he liked!
"Wow! Everyone, look, the old man’s eyes are moving; it seems he is responding!"
The middle-aged woman who initially received Nianyang noticed the situation first and exclaid. Everyone followed to observe carefully.
Sure enough, they noticed the elder, whose face had been blue and white like a zombie, seed to be slowly regaining so color.
At this mont, the ergency personnel ca over with a stretcher, "Excuse , who fainted?"
"Doctor, you finally arrived. It was this elderly man who suddenly had an epileptic seizure. Please check if he’s still saveable!"
Ruan Weidong said excitedly.
"Epilepsy?"
The doctor at the front changed his expression; he had been delayed for ten minutes on his way and estimated the elder might not be savable.
But when he reached the elderly man, he saw Nianyang had already put away her silver needles, and the man on the ground had a rosy complexion and his condition was clearly under control.
"Young lady, did you use acupuncture to stabilize the elderly man’s epilepsy?"
The doctor was utterly amazed; he was a practitioner of Western dicine but had long heard of the impressive acupuncture of Chinese dicine. He hadn’t experienced it, and today he had witnessed it firsthand on a young girl—truly, the younger generation surpassing the old!
"The elderly man’s condition has stabilized, but his breathing is a bit abnormal. He might also have a slight heart condition, and must be sent to the hospital imdiately."
Nianyang trembled as she stood up, the procedure she perford having been physically draining. Fortunately, Li Tingyan noticed and quickly pulled her into his embrace.
The doctor heard Nianyang’s words and quickly instructed the dical staff behind him to move the patient onto the stretcher.
Just then, the previously unconscious old man suddenly opened his eyes, his kindly face with cloudy eyes fixedly staring at Nianyang, mumbling repeatedly, "Nannan, you are my Nannan..."
Nannan?
This seems like what the elderly often call their grandchildren?
Nianyang chuckled, thinking perhaps the elder was mistaken.
She didn’t think much of it, smiled at the elderly man, and then watched as the dical personnel quickly took the elder away.
A life and death crisis was thus resolved, and now the expressions of the crowd watching Nianyang were filled with admiration.
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