Ping An's mother was as pale as paper, not much different from Ping An.
But now that things have come to this, since she has chosen to believe Lin Yang, there is no turning back.
Lin Yang's complexion was not good either.
Ping An's illness has been dragging on for quite some time.
Moreover, the patient's body was too weak, so many powerful acupuncture techniques could not be used on him.
However, to ensure the needles were effective, he had to use the overlapping needle technique, which he had never used before.
Stack two needles vertically together and rotate them simultaneously.
At the same time, it attracts the virus from the patient's body and completely eradicates it.
This kind of formation requires absolute control over the needles and mastery of one's own medical skills.
There is also an understanding of acupoints in the human body.
Even a slight misstep can lead to unpredictable consequences.
Therefore, failure is absolutely unacceptable!
Large beads of sweat slid down Lin Yang's face.
One minute later, Ping An's heartbeat and breathing returned.
The doctors and nurses around stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"He's alive! He's alive!"
"How is this possible? Could Lin Yang really be some kind of miracle doctor?"
"The patient's breathing is stable, and his complexion is much better."
This could even be considered the best complexion he's had since being admitted to the hospital.
"Dr. Lin is a true miracle doctor, Dr. Lin is a true miracle doctor, my child can be saved."
Peaceful mother's hands trembled and tears streamed down her face.
But she didn't dare to disturb Lin Yang, because his treatment was still ongoing.
The silver needles slowly rotated out of Ping An's body.
The needles were silver when I went in, but they turned black when I came out.
Lin Yang looked at the silver needles with regret.
This set of silver needles is no longer usable.
Fortunately, he brought more than one pair.
"Mother."
The child's voice was soft and somewhat weak, but it was much stronger than before.
"Safety!"
The woman threw herself in front of Ping An but hesitated to go closer, looking at Lin Yang with concern, unsure if she could hug Ping An.
Lin Yang nodded wearily.
The mother and son embraced.
The attending physician approached Lin Yang with a complicated expression.
"How did you manage to do that?"
As Ping An's attending physician, no one knew better than him how serious Ping An's condition was.
"The reason he has been seriously ill is because he was poisoned."
"You can tell by looking at the silver needles I inserted into his body before; they've turned black now."
"Those toxins are too stubborn and will require several more courses of treatment to fully recover."
Lin Yang glanced in Ping An's direction and patiently explained his previous behavior and actions to the attending physician.
"I am the attending physician and also the director of this hospital. I have been quite critical of you before, and I believed some rumors on the Internet. I hope you will not be angry, Dr. Lin."
The attending physician and hospital director bowed slightly to Lin Yang, his eyes serious and showing no sign of perfunctoriness.
Lin Yang smiled and didn't seem to care.
"That's quite a coincidence, I'm also the dean."
“I understand your concerns about the patient.”
Lin Yang spoke in a gentle and polite manner.
"Dr. Lin truly deserves his title; not only is his medical skill superb, but his heart is also incredibly broad."
The attending physician and hospital director looked at Lin Yang with admiration.
Because Ping An's illness was quite serious and required at least half a month of treatment, Lin Yang simply stayed in the hospital.
At first, Lin Yang wanted to just find a hotel to stay in, but the dean found out.
The dean immediately decided to let Lin Yang stay at his home.
This can be considered an apology for the previous distrust.
Lin Yang refused twice but failed, so he had no choice but to agree.
While treating Ping An, he didn't forget what he had promised Sister Jin.
He connected with Anuan on a live stream to make up for the losses Anuan had suffered because of him.
Today marks the fourth day that Lin Yang has been live streaming.
Because he's been quite busy lately, Lin Yang isn't broadcasting live all day, but rather providing free medical consultations three times a day.
Who gets diagnosed depends on drawing a lucky bag.
Although the number of free clinics decreased, Lin Yang's reputation actually improved.
[I hope Dr. Lin will call my number today. I have conjunctivitis and don't know which medicine to buy; I've heard all sorts of doctors give me different advice.]
A live stream caught Lin Yang's attention, and he raised an eyebrow and spoke.
"For the conjunctivitis, describe the symptoms."
The netizen who was named excitedly sent a series of exclamation marks before finally speaking seriously to explain their situation.
Finally, he even sent Lin Yang a photo of himself with conjunctivitis.
Lin Yang saw the problem at a glance.
"For kidney and liver deficiency, drink chrysanthemum and goji berry tea."
"It is also used in conjunction with fumigation."
Lin Yang then showed the other person a prescription.
The netizen gratefully agreed.
The other Lin Yang fans in the live stream were filled with envy and jealousy, wishing they could take his place.
[I'm so envious. Dr. Lin, please take a look at me too. I've had diarrhea for several days now, and the medicine isn't helping.]
[Dr. Lin, my mom has been complaining of headaches lately, but the hospital can't find anything wrong.]
[Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin, what should I do about my kidney deficiency? My girlfriend is going to break up with me because of it.]
Although he has accumulated a number of fans, Lin Yang still has quite a few haters.
[How stupid of you! You believe everything Lin Yang says? What if he's lying to you?]
[Hilarious! Even the most skilled doctor has illnesses they can't cure, right? How come Lin Yang can treat everything? Anyone with a modicum of knowledge knows something's up.]
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