"Yes, it's alright now."
Lin Yang was confident and composed, and simply smiled at the doubtful looks from the patient's family.
"I will come to remove the acupuncture needles in an hour. The patient will wake up soon. I guarantee that your children will all return home from the hospital healthy."
Facts will prove everything; there's no point in him saying anything more now.
"Just a few acupuncture needles, no surgery or anything?" Some patients' family members were still skeptical of Lin Yang's statement, especially since Lin Yang was so young, they were even more worried.
Although the director of Jin Ding Hospital said that Lin Yang was their only hope and last straw, this was, after all, a multi-vehicle accident, a serious accident that caused serious injuries. How could he be cured with just a couple of injections and some medicine? Could he be a quack?
No surgery required.
Lin Yang couldn't help but sigh when the word "surgery" was mentioned.
"Western medical technology now advocates taking medicine, surgery, intravenous infusion and injection. Although it is effective in a short period of time, most of them are only treating the symptoms and not the root cause, and they are extremely harmful to the body."
"Only traditional Chinese medicine can solve the problem at its root. However, most people do not understand traditional Chinese medicine and think that Chinese medicine is slow to take effect and unreliable. So when they get sick, they go to Western hospitals. Many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners do not even have the opportunity to practice their skills. As a result, even fewer people can experience the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine."
"If you keep getting IV drips and injections, your health will only get worse and worse. How can you possibly get better?"
Lin Yang was heartbroken when he talked about these distressing things, but the parents of the rich kids next to him still hadn't completely dispelled their doubts. They wiped away their tears and were extremely anxious.
These children are their precious treasures, raised from infancy to adulthood at great expense. If anything were to happen to them, who would inherit this enormous family business? Would it inevitably fall into the hands of outsiders?
Time passed by, and every second felt incredibly difficult to endure.
Fifty minutes later, a young man who was seriously injured and unconscious slowly opened his eyes, his throat hoarse.
"Dad, Mom...where am I?"
The parents who had been waiting nearby rushed to the bedside, their voices trembling with excitement: "Oh dear, son, you're awake! You scared your parents to death! Are you alright? Is anything bothering you?"
Lin Yang saw this and quickly stepped forward to stop them: "Be careful, don't touch the silver needles on his body."
These silver needles are all carefully selected.
Each silver needle has its own unique acupoints, and even the angle and depth are subject to very strict requirements.
If anything goes wrong, not only will this life be beyond saving, but even if it is saved, the person will probably be paralyzed from the waist down.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Lin!"
The parents had been mentally prepared for their son's passing, but when they saw him open his eyes again, they burst into tears of joy.
Seeing this scene, other parents also felt a glimmer of hope.
Sure enough, one after another, the other rich kids who had been unconscious due to the car accident also gradually opened their eyes and regained consciousness.
Lin Yang, Su Xiaoxiao, and the others exchanged glances, revealing expressions of satisfaction and relief.
They stepped forward and removed the silver needles from the patients one by one, performed bone-setting massage on their injured areas, prescribed medicine, and repeatedly instructed them to decoct and take it on time before sending them out of the hospital.
Outside the emergency room, the president of Jinding Hospital had been keeping a close eye on everything happening inside. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the patients had indeed been saved by Lin Yang.
Very good……
He couldn't even imagine the public and business pressure he would face if these millionaire playboys really died in his hospital. Whether he could continue to work in this city afterward was also unknown.
At the entrance of Jin Ding Hospital, the wealthy parents surrounded Lin Yang and his companions, moved to tears of gratitude.
"Dr. Lin, it was wrong of me to doubt your medical skills before. I was blind. I apologize to you here. Please accept this consultation fee as a token of our appreciation."
"This child is the only son in our Zhang family. Thank goodness for you doctors!"
“I used to rush to Western hospitals whenever I got sick, but after witnessing the wonders of traditional Chinese medicine today, I’m afraid I’ll have to change my mindset from now on.”
"Dr. Lin, does your Zhongxing Medical Clinic have memberships? I'd like to sign up!"
They are all very wealthy, so they still have basic discernment.
Putting aside the fact that he saved her son's life, Lin Yang's medical skills and interpersonal skills alone make him an indispensable person worth befriending.
Everyone gets sick sometimes, big or small. If we get along well with Lin Yang, there will be plenty of opportunities for him to help us in the future!
Bank cards worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan, precious jewelry made by European royalty in the 16th century... The parents of the rich second generation rushed to stuff their treasures into Lin Yang's hands, leaving Lin Yang both amused and exasperated.
Charging nothing is unrealistic.
After all, Lin Yang needs to eat, and Zhongxing Medical Clinic needs to operate.
Finally, Lin Yang symbolically accepted some money and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the crowd: "As doctors, healing the sick and saving lives is our duty. Thank you all for your trust in our Zhongxing Medical Center."
The biggest gain from this move wasn't money, but reputation and resources.
At least, Lin Yang made these rich kids believe in traditional Chinese medicine and in Zhongxing Hospital.
We've finally accumulated our first batch of customers.
Moreover, they are all high-quality clients, so as long as we maintain good relationships with them, we won't have to worry about making money in the future.
"If you are satisfied with my medical skills and services at Zhongxing Medical Clinic, please recommend it to your relatives and friends. To be honest, our clinic has only been open for a short time and is not well-known yet, but our real skills in treating and saving lives are definitely among the best in the industry."
Lin Yang didn't speak too bluntly, but before he finished speaking, the parents of the rich kids all grasped the underlying meaning and rushed to curry favor with him.
"Oh, of course I should introduce you! Dr. Lin, how about this: I'll come tomorrow to present you with a banner, and while I'm at it, I'll arrange an interview with a local newspaper. What do you think?"
A middle-aged woman adorned with gold and silver was the first to react.
Then, others chimed in.
"Speaking of which, my family recently bought a commercial building, and we haven't decided what kind of advertisements to display on the building's screens yet. Dr. Lin, if you don't mind, could I put your photo on it?"
"You all are truly generous with your wealth. I don't have anything decent to offer, so let's hold a charity auction in the name of Zhongxing Medical Center. All proceeds will be donated to critically ill patients for TCM treatment, which can be considered as my modest contribution to the promotion of TCM."
It has to be said that these rich kids are all incredibly shrewd.
Lin Yang only said a few words, and they had already arranged everything perfectly.
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