Chapter 12

In the chaos, no one cares who Yang Qiu is. Several white coats thought Yang Qiu was the little nurse's boyfriend. The patient's family members were making a scene, and they didn't have time to take care of it.

Xia Yu said the matter briefly with an anxious face, and then asked in a low voice:

"Why are you here?"

"I'm worried about you!"

Xia Yu immediately blushed and whispered:

"You go quickly. These people will not let go. Professor Gong is absolutely right. They are really unreasonable."

At this time, the patient's family focused on Yang Qiu. A middle-aged man angrily pointed to Yang Qiu and said:

"Who are you? What do you do? "

Yang Qiu frowned. He sniffed slightly, then ignored the middle-aged man. Instead, he turned to the white haired Professor Gong and said:

"Professor, is this patient usually red in the face, hard to breathe, and always coughs violently when he is awake?"

Professor Gong looked at Yang Qiu in amazement and asked strangely:

"How do you know? Which department are you from? "

Yang Qiu suddenly looked black, and he said something speechless:

"Did you use the medicine to relieve Qi and nourish the liver today?"

The patient's family members immediately calmed down. Xia Yu also looked frightened, but Professor Gong said eagerly:

"Yes, yes, the patient's pathology is shock caused by liver failure, which leads to complications. This is very rare. I use the most conservative treatment. It's only three days. Who knows...!"

Yang Qiu glanced at the crowd and said faintly:

"Can I go in and have a look?"

Professor Gong hurriedly said:

"Please, please!"

A middle-aged woman sneered and said:

"Slow, young man, who are you?"

Yang Qiu looked at her and said calmly:

"Student."

The woman gave a sneer, which was very arrogant:

"You, a student, came here to be a doctor? Go away and mess around again. Do you believe I can't even make you go to school? "

Yang Qiuxin said that this woman should be the one who made a lot of noise on the phone just now. He gave her a cold look and said calmly:

"If you mess around like this, do you believe your father will jump up and slap you in the face?"

Middle aged woman is furious:

"You little red man, what are you talking about?"

"I said, I can wake up the old man in five minutes."

Everyone was stupid. When the middle-aged woman grew up, she said loudly:

"This is what you said, this is... If you...!"

Yang Qiu was no longer bothered to pay attention to the woman. She turned and walked into the ward.

Professor Gong hurriedly followed up, but Xia Yu's face was a little blue. In case Yang Qiu couldn't do it, something big would happen in a while.

Yang Qiu looked at the old man lying unconscious on the hospital bed. Although the old man was unconscious, his throat was still rising and falling. Obviously, he was coughing in his coma. If he didn't give first aid, he was afraid that the old man would suffocate.

And at this time, the old man's face turned purple.

Yang Qiu couldn't help being very angry. He turned and said coldly to the group of people who followed him:

"If you go on like this, I don't think the old man can live for three hours. Will you put all the responsibility on the hospital at that time?"

A middle-aged man frowned and said coldly:

"Young man, it's nonsense at this time. Can you do it?"

Yang Qiu snorted and said to Professor Gong:

"Professor, do you have a silver needle?"

Professor Gong quickly said to a white coat behind him:

"Xiao Wang, get ready."

Yang Qiu said to Xia Yu again:

"Come on, take off all the clothes on the old man and leave his underwear."

Soon, Xia Yu took off the clothes of the old man on the bed. Xiao Wang also quickly returned to the ward with a box of silver needles for acupuncture.

Under the gaze and onlookers of a group of people, Yang Qiu walked behind the old man, and then carried the needle like flying. The silver needle was inserted into more than a dozen acupoints from the old man's Yintang to Yongquan. Then he mobilized a little spiritual power and patted on the old man's head.

This time, it took effect immediately. The old man was in a coma and was still trying to hold his cough, but at this time, the old man had calmed down and his face became extremely ruddy.

Everyone is stupid.

As time passed, five minutes later, Yang Qiu reached out and pulled out the silver needle from the old man. The old man slowly opened his eyes.

Everyone stared at Yang Qiu without any reaction for a long time.

Amazing, it's amazing!

What kind of medicine is this?

A few shots to rescue a dying old man?

Professor Gong was the first to react. He looked at Yang Qiu in shock and said incoherently:

"Amazing, amazing, little doctor, what grade are you in medical school? Why haven't I seen you? This skill of acupuncture and moxibustion is simply superb. "

Yang Qiu smiled awkwardly:

"I'm from the English Department!"

Professor Gong was stunned, and then his face changed:

"Nonsense!! How can you be an English major? No, you can't go to medical school right away. The old man will report to the headmaster tomorrow. It's nonsense. Such a good genius doctor is actually from the English Department! "

At this time, look at the shame on the face of the group of people who made a lot of noise just now.

The middle-aged woman seemed very embarrassed. She took the old man in front of the sick bed and cried. The middle-aged man said to Yang Qiu with some shame:

"Sorry, young man, we were so excited just now. We sincerely apologize to you, Professor Gong and you. Anyway, please accept our apology."

Yang Qiu waved her hand and said:

"You don't have to apologize to me. I didn't save the old man to make you apologize. Xia Yu, is it coming off work? Let's go."

Xia Yu blushed and whispered:

"It's only six o'clock. I have to get off work at nine thirty."

The middle-aged man was slightly upset when he saw that Yang Qiugen didn't want to take care of himself, but when he thought of his superb medical skills just now, he could only smile and say:

"Anyway, little doctor, please accept our apologies. By the way, please help my father's illness."

Professor Gong asked curiously:

"Young man, what is the cause of this patient?"

Yang Qiu glanced at the middle-aged man and said directly:

"Modern medicine can't save this disease, but I can cure it. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Everyone looked at Yang Qiu with a shocked face, and the old man in the hospital bed was also shocked.

Is this young man too arrogant?

Yang Qiu turned to look at the old man and said faintly:

"With a scientific explanation, your disease is called anorexia. You just don't want to live, and your visceral function is completely lost, unless you change your heart and liver. Unfortunately, I don't need to say anything about the success rate of modern medicine? To be superstitious, you are called possessed by a ghost fetus, old man. When you were born, you must not be alone? "

The old man had a arrogant look at the world, but at this time, he suddenly became extremely excited. He looked at Yang Qiu in horror, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, trembling all over:

"God, it's... Amazing!!"

The old man suddenly tilted his neck and passed out.

Everyone was in a panic again, but Yang Qiu waved his hand:

"It's just excitement and syncope. It's no big deal."

Professor Gong hurriedly took Yang Qiu out:

"Go, go to my office and let's have a good chat."