Chapter 43

"Dean, I'll try!"

Xu Zhendong took the initiative to go forward and looked at the patients who were getting worse and worse. He was a little worried. If he was treated as soon as he came, he would not get such a field.

"No!" Before President Hua spoke, some people came out to object. Hou Pengtao took a step and looked at Xu Zhendong with contempt in his eyes. "You're just a handyman. Do your work well. Don't make trouble here."

"President Hua, are the nurses in your hospital so impolite?" Zhou Hongyuan looked across at Xu Zhendong and said impolitely.

He made this man. If he is allowed to take over and die, he also has great responsibility. If he is saved, doesn't it mean that his medical skill is inferior to that of a logistics nurse?

Therefore, Hou Pengtao and Zhou Hongyuan's Refutation is indisputable.

President Hua's eyes were on others.

"Dean, I also think we should give first aid at this time. You are the oldest here and have been holding the knife for the longest time. You should know the patient's condition best. What do you think to do?"

The person in the medical department said that he didn't look at Xu Zhendong at all. He didn't think that the logistics nurse could change anything.

President Hua glanced at the crowd and finally looked at Xu Zhendong. After a moment's silence, he said, "now the situation is worse than before. How much do you know?"

"Seventy percent!"

Xu Zhendong firmly said that if it wasn't for Shennong's inheritance, he didn't have such self-confidence. Although this situation is a little tricky, he can completely cope with it.

"You come!"

President Hua immediately decided that he believed in Xu Zhendong. He saw that Xu Zhendong saved Yang Qiankun by using the skills of traditional Chinese medicine, and he saw that Xu Zhendong helped Wu Xiaobai with his strange metaphysics. All these are the demonstration of Xu Zhendong's ability.

"Dean!"

The others were worried and stepped forward

"Back off, I believe him!" Hua Yuan said in a big voice.

Xu Zhendong looked at director Jiang and said, "director Jiang, I may need your help."

"Here I am!" After seeing Xu Zhendong's ghost door thirteen needles, director Jiang respects Xu Zhendong like a God.

No one said anything. Now that the Dean had ordered him to go down, Xu Zhendong went forward to look at the patient and asked him to keep the patient's current state. He could not stop the infusion and anesthesia.

Take out the silver needle bag, shake it, spread it out, and the silver needles shine out. Without hesitation, Xu Zhendong looks at the acupoints one by one, swimming like clouds and flowing water.

"This speed..."

Zhou Hongyuan was stunned and looked at Xu Zhendong in amazement, as if he wanted to know the logistics personnel again.

Other people are also shocked. Xu Zhendong practices "shaking the sky Sutra" every day. At present, he has reached the third level, and the use of Zhenqi as an adjuvant therapy is very fast.

"Give me a small tube!"

Director Jiang immediately took a small pipe for drainage, which is the water of moisture. Looking at the little drops of water constantly left behind, we have to say that this is astonishing, because the moisture in his body is constantly flowing out.

"It's not just traditional Chinese medicine, is it? Can traditional Chinese medicine reach such a level? " Zhou Hongyuan said, looking at Xu Zhendong in shock.

At this moment, he admired the logistics staff from the bottom of his heart.

"No, it's traditional Chinese medicine!" Director Jiang said and continued in a low voice: "Dr. Xu said that traditional Chinese medicine is not only medical skills, but also contains more things. It just disappears with the passage of time. Unfortunately, Dr. Xu has got such a unique skill."

"I feel as if his body is constantly emitting heat, and this heat is very warm, very gentle spread." Hou Pengtao said, also a little shocked.

Xu Zhendong remained unmoved and concentrated on his own business.

With the passage of time, Xu Zhendong forehead appeared a lot of sweat, President Hua himself wipe sweat.

Everyone was shocked. The president of the Chinese Academy had to wipe his sweat. What a treat it was.

Take out the silver needle.

"All right!"

Finally, the silver needle is taken out and repaired. This process is also very fast. It's like a skilled surgeon.

"Help me up!"

Director Jiang immediately gently helped up.

"Wait a minute. This man is very weak. Is it a little dangerous to help him up now? If it touches his lungs, all previous efforts will be wasted." Wang Zhenguo said.

"Listen to me." Xu Zhendong firmly said, also helped up.

Xu Zhendong's needles were quickly pricked at his various acupoints.

"Wait five minutes!"

Finally stopped and waited for five minutes.

No one spoke. They were all paying attention to the changes of the patient's face and complexion.

"No shaking, it seems that there is no sweat coming out!"

A little logistics nurse screamed to wake everyone up.

"This? Is traditional Chinese medicine so powerful? I'm afraid Mr. He doesn't have such means, does he? " Doctor pan can't help but be shocked. As a traditional Chinese medicine, he has never heard of such magical medical skills.

Looking at the patient's complexion gradually warming up, people were relieved, especially president Hua. This is related to a human life, and an carelessness will damage the reputation of the hospital.

Five minutes later, Xu Zhendong took out the silver needle.

"Let him down slowly."

The patient lay down slowly.

"Check everything for him!"

The nurse immediately took all kinds of instruments to test.

Soon the results came out.

The crowd was shocked.

"How is that possible? No way Hou Pengtao looked at the inspection report in front of him incredulously, "unexpectedly, all functions have returned to normal, and the moisture in the body has been completely removed. Even master Zhou doesn't have such ability."

"Isn't that an illusion?" Zhou Hongyuan looked at the report in amazement and said, "it's not just temporary, is it? No one can make the patient recover so quickly

"That's me." Xu Zhendong confidently said, "what you see now is the real situation. And will not recur, I have a radical cure, but the next time to take care of a little longer

"If you start to treat me from the beginning, it won't be so troublesome. I've talked with his wife. I know the cause of the disease, so I know that my method is also the method of traditional Chinese medicine."

At this point, Xu Zhendong looked at the people who satirized traditional Chinese medicine, especially Hou Pengtao, and said: "traditional Chinese medicine is not good for nothing. At least when western medicine can't cure the patients, traditional Chinese medicine can cure them."

"You..." Hou Pengtao was so angry that he blushed. In fact, there was a person who was more ugly than him, and that was Zhou Hongyuan. "You are just accidental, purely accidental. I don't believe you have such medical skills."

"Yes, I don't believe it. You just happen to be, unless you can carry on this kind of medicine all the time." Zhou Hongyuan said, exaggerating the expression of disbelief, said: "Chinese medicine has such superb medical skills I know, who are you? Who is your master? "

"I'm Xu Zhendong!" Xu Zhendong said firmly, "my master, you have no right to know."

"Are you Xu Zhendong?" Zhou Hongyuan looked at the young man in front of him in amazement, a proud young man.