Mo Laishi's clairvoyance was fully open, and the blood vessels, meridians, and bones on Bai Mu's body were clearly visible in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, gathered Tiangang Qi in his hands, and placed them on Bai Mu's right arm, starting to piece together the shattered bones bit by bit.
When Morais put his hand on his arm, Bai Mu felt a piercing pain rushing straight to his head. His face suddenly twisted, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the blue veins on his neck and temples bulged out.
Medically, the pain that humans can feel is divided into 12 levels. The higher the level, the greater the pain felt.
A broken bone is equivalent to a level 10 pain, but that only refers to the intense pain at the moment the bone breaks.
But now the bones are being continuously set without any anesthetic drugs, and the pain is no less than level 12 near-death pain. 99.99% of the people in the world can't stand it. It's amazing that Bai Mu didn't faint from the pain.
It is worth mentioning that when Yuan Shugen first expanded his meridians, the pain he endured was equivalent to level 11 visceral colic.
In this situation, the opponent could actually grit his teeth and hold on for half an hour, which was enough to prove Yuan Shugen's terrifying perseverance.
But Bai Mu was not Yuan Shugen after all. After a few minutes, Bai Mu couldn't help it and let out an earth-shaking scream.
Huang Hongbing and others at the door of the ward almost rushed into the ward when they heard the scream.
But when they saw through the glass that Morais was concentrating on setting his bones, they resisted the urge to rush in and waited patiently outside the door.
In the ward, Bai Mu's screams continued to be heard, even alarming the director of the military hospital.
Dean Sun Xin'an rushed over with a group of expert directors. Seeing Huang Hongbing and the others standing at the ward door, he frowned and asked, "Old Huang, what are you doing in there? The patient is screaming like that, why are you still standing there?"
Although Sun Xin'an is lower in rank than Huang Hongbing, the two have been friends for many years, so they have no reservations when speaking.
In addition, he had just received a call from the Beijing General Military Region, asking him to find a way to cure Bai Mu and the others, so he was so anxious.
Huang Hongbing's expression looked a little ugly, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Shi Ziqiang stepped forward and said to Huang Hongbing, "President Sun, the truth is, our military district has an instructor who is proficient in Traditional Chinese Medicine. He cured my mother's legs, so I invited him over to see if he can cure Bai Mu and the others. He's currently setting Bai Mu's bones inside..."
"Nonsense! We, a group of expert directors, are holding a meeting up there to discuss how to treat the disease, and you just find a random Chinese medicine doctor and let him treat it. Can you afford the consequences if he makes the condition worse?" Sun Xin'an didn't give Shi Ziqiang any face at all and scolded him loudly.
"Old Sun, calm down first. We are doing this out of kindness. We want to cure them as soon as possible." Huang Hongbing said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Good intentions? You are disregarding your own lives and don't take the lives of your soldiers seriously." Sun Xin'an said with a red face and thick neck.
"Old Sun, you're going too far by saying that." Huang Hongbing was also a little angry.
"Too much? Is it as excessive as you, Huang Hongbing? This is my hospital. Get that crappy Chinese medicine doctor out of here immediately." Sun Xin'an's voice became louder and louder, and he almost shouted the last sentence.
Crunch...
Just as the two were about to continue arguing, the door of the ward was opened and a white-haired young man walked out while wiping his hands.
"Can you be quiet? This will disturb the patient's rest." Mo Laishi said calmly.
Sun Xin'an and a group of expert directors all widened their eyes when they saw a young man about twenty years old walking out of the ward.
They originally thought that the Chinese medicine doctor Shi Ziqiang was talking about would be an old man, or at least a middle-aged man, but they didn't expect it to be a young man who was almost the same age as their grandson.
How can a young man like this, whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, understand Chinese medicine?
They won’t believe it even if you kill them.
"What did you do to the injured inside?" Sun Xin'an said with a gloomy face.
"It's nothing, I'm just helping him with his treatment." Mo Laishi remained calm.
"So many expert directors in our hospital are still trying to find a solution, and you actually dare to treat him? What makes you think you can treat him? What qualifications do you have to treat him?" Sun Xin'an pointed at Mo Laishi's nose and glared at him.
"I have already reset all his bones. All he needs to do now is rest and he will be able to recover in a month or two, and he won't be disabled." Morais said confidently.
"Bullshit." Sun Xin'an didn't believe what Mo Laishi said at all. Even a dean of a university could curse.
Morales frowned.
If the other party was not the director of the military hospital and was also worried about Bai Mu's injury, Mo Laishi would definitely punch him to a pulp.
"If you don't believe me, you can go in and see for yourself." After saying this, Mo Laishi stepped aside to make way.
"Okay, I want to see how you cured him. I'll settle the score with you later." After saying that, Sun Xin'an rushed into the ward with his men.
Because Bai Mu had just endured the pain and had consumed a lot of physical strength, he had fallen into a deep sleep at this time. Even the coming of Sun Xinan and others did not wake him up.
Seeing Bai Mu sleeping so "peacefully", Sun Xin'an felt a pang in his heart.
Could it be that if we were a step too late, the injured person would have been killed by that kid?
But he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the regular beating of the electrocardiogram on the instrument next to him.
"Dean, look at his complexion, it seems to be much rosier than before." said an expert.
Sun Xin'an looked carefully and found that although Bai Mu's face was still a little pale, his complexion was indeed much better, and he did not look like a seriously injured person at all.
Looking at Bai Mu's injuries again, his arms, legs, chest and abdomen were all wrapped in gauze and fixed with a fixator. Some black ointment was flowing out from the gaps in the gauze.
"Hurry up and bring the portable X-ray machine over." Sun Xin'an said to a young doctor.
After receiving the order, the young doctor quickly brought over a machine the size of an iPad.
Sun Xin'an took the machine and personally scanned the injury on Bai Mu's right arm.
The X-ray machine showed that the bones were perfectly fitted together, and there was no crack at all unless you looked closely.
If he hadn't known about the injury in advance, Sun Xin'an would have really thought that the other party was not injured at all.
The other expert directors nearby also saw the results displayed on the X-ray machine and all gasped.
One of the older specialists exclaimed, "This bone-setting technique is simply art! In all my years, I've never seen anyone set bones so well, and even without surgery. It's incredible, a work of art beyond belief."
A word can wake a person up from a dream.
Everyone including Sun Xin'an realized then that the young man had not performed any surgery on the injured person at all. He was simply relying on the touch of his hands to set the injured person's bones.
And it's so accurate?
How is this possible?
How did he do it?
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