Only, her level is limited!
She simply hasn't reached such heights.
It is said that in Huaxia Country, there are four top-notch doctors.
All of them practice Chinese dicine, and their dical skills have reached the realm of perfection.
Initially, Han Qiuyun didn't want to wade into these troubled waters.
But being mocked like this, the pride she held as a practitioner of Chinese dicine surged within her.
Despite Su Chen being quite young, the self-assurance revealed in his eyes was even stronger than so of the veteran Chinese dicine practitioners she had t.
Such a gaze could only co from absolute confidence.
She wanted to take a gamble!
If she succeeded, perhaps there might still be a glimr of hope for the Departnt of Chinese dicine.
If she failed, it didn't matter anyhow.
After all, the hospital was already planning to disband the Departnt of Chinese dicine, right?
As for the two interns in the Departnt of Chinese dicine, they were already accustod to such gazes, expressionless one by one.
And they were also prepared to switch to Western dicine.
So, they felt nothing about it.
"Director Han, don't say I didn't warn you, but if you make a move, you will be representing the Departnt of Chinese dicine," An Yu kindly reminded.
After all, in her view.
Su Chen's chances of curing Yang Jiajun were zero.
Now, the Departnt of Chinese dicine was already facing a shortage of talent; if Su Chen fails to treat with Chinese dicine today.
That would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Departnt of Chinese dicine.
It might even prompt the hospital to announce the closure of the departnt.
After all, the hospital had long wanted to disband it and had simply not found a suitable excuse.
The consequences, Han Qiuyun naturally knew.
She furrowed her brows slightly and whispered to Su Chen, "How confident are you in curing him?"
"A hundred percent!"
Su Chen's response was crisp.
"Alright, then I'll be your assistant," Han Qiuyun agreed.
"Ah, it looks like the Departnt of Chinese dicine is completely finished..."
Many people shook their heads and sighed.
Although they wished for the Departnt of Chinese dicine to be disbanded, after all, it was the sa hospital.
Seeing the decline of the departnt, they also felt sowhat uncomfortable.
"Alright, now proceed with the acupuncture as I instruct," Su Chen nodded.
"What?" Han Qiuyun was stunned.
Wasn't she supposed to be the assistant?
Why was she being asked to perform acupuncture now?
"What's the matter? Afraid you won't recognize the acupoints?" Su Chen teased.
"How could that be! You instruct, and I'll do the acupuncture!" Han Qiuyun was also proud.
To dare suggest she couldn't recognize the acupoints.
What a joke.
She had been able to recite all the acupoints in the human body since she was three years old, okay?
"The first needle, at the Heavenly Spirit acupoint!"
"The second needle, at the Juque acupoint!"
"The third needle..."
"..."
Su Chen continued to specify the locations of various acupoints.
Han Qiuyun carried out the acupuncture steadily.
It was evident that Han Qiuyun's proficiency in life-saving techniques was quite high.
Every ti Su Chen ntioned an acupoint, she needed only one second to accurately insert the silver needle into the acupoint.
"Wow, this doctor is so amazing."
Layn watch the excitent; experts watch the skill.
From Su Chen's perspective, Han Qiuyun's foundation in acupuncture was at least twenty years strong.
Now, she appeared to be nearly thirty.
This ant she must have begun learning acupuncture at around ten years of age.
A promising seedling of Chinese dicine.
It's just that, in today's age, Chinese dicine is gradually declining, and even the best dical skills have no opportunity to be utilized.
To the onlookers, Han Qiuyun's movents were smooth and unhindered, like clouds flowing through the sky.
Han Qiuyun was even more astonished in her heart.
Because from the acupoints Su Chen instructed her to pierce, she knew that Su Chen's dical skill was definitely not inferior to hers.
In the beginning, the acupoints Su Chen had her pierce were ones she understood the logic behind.
But as it went on, she began to not understand.
Because so of the acupoints were conflicting points.
Piercing both acupoints at the sa ti is harmful to the human body.
However, by this ti she was fully invested.
Wherever Su Chen instructed her to pierce, she would pierce.
"This is madness, pure madness! How can you pierce those acupoints?" So Western doctors, seeing the places Su Chen was instructing to be pierced, were all incredulous.
Although they practiced Western dicine, they still had so understanding of the human body's acupoints.
This manner of acupuncture was purely reckless.
However, Su Chen paid them no mind and continued to direct Han Qiuyun to pierce with the needles.
Very quickly, a total of eighteen needles were placed.
Su Chen no longer called out the acupoints.
Instead, he reached out and grabbed Yang Jiajun's wrist.
It appeared as if he was taking the pulse, but in reality, he was channeling Inner Strength.
Yang Jiajun's condition was truly severe.
If relying solely on needle piercing, no matter how proficient the acupuncture, it would not be possible to save him.
But Su Chen was different, he possessed Inner Strength.
The Inner Strength flowed through Yang Jiajun's ridians, directly reaching his brain.
Repairing the damaged blood vessels.
Finally, Su Chen himself took a large silver needle and had Han Qiuyun pierce it through the top of Yang Jiajun's head.
Han Qiuyun's forehead began to sweat.
This...
This was the largest lethal acupoint on the human body.
If pierced, a living person would be killed.
"Pierce it if I tell you to pierce!" Su Chen said.
Han Qiuyun gritted her teeth and finally pierced it in.
After all, without piercing, Yang Jiajun was as good as dead anyway.
This ti, the needle went in as deep as two inches.
"Alright, you can remove the silver needle now."
When the silver needle was pulled out, a fountain of blood spurted instantly from the top of Yang Jiajun's head.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Especially Han Qiuyun, who got sprayed with blood all over her face.
If it weren't for Han Qiuyun's exceptional composure,
she probably would have let out a scream on the spot.
Many people wore expressions of skepticism.
Was this really treatnt, or was it murder?
The blood continued to spray for more than half a minute before it stopped.
About another half minute passed.
Yang Jiajun actually slowly opened his eyes.
"Look, the patient woke up, the patient really woke up!" Voices of astonishnt rose from the crowd.
An Yu's face also revealed an expression of disbelief.
Theoretically, even if her teacher had perford such surgery, it wouldn't have been possible for the patient to wake up so quickly.
She imdiately went over to Yang Jiajun to check on him.
She flipped his eyelids and asked Yang Jiajun to open his mouth.
After an inspection, she found that Yang Jiajun's cerebral hemorrhage had indeed been resolved.
Wasn't this too miraculous?
Not just her, but probably even her teacher would be shocked if he were there.
Without surgery, the cerebral hemorrhage was stopped, and moreover, the accumulated blood and fluid in the brain had been cleared.
In fact, the needle that Su Chen just had Han Qiuyun pierce into Yang Jiajun's forehead was to clear the accumulated fluid in his brain.
"Doctor, was it you who saved ?" Though Yang Jiajun had woken up, he was still sowhat weak.
An Yu sighed and shook her head, although she did not want to admit it, Su Chen indeed cured Yang Jiajun using traditional Huaxia dical thods.
She imdiately pointed at Su Chen not far away and said, "He saved you."
Yang Jiajun's gaze fell on Su Chen, and after a few seconds, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and then, his head, which had stopped bleeding, once again erupted in a blood fountain.
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