"What a barbaric and ignorant bunch," another doctor muttered in his native language.
"People from the Great Hua Country have never been like this."
"What are you trying to do by bringing this yellow-haired girl here?"
"The people of Dahua have always liked to play tricks. I guess they asked this woman to perform some weird tricks."
"How ridiculous! Even our world-class medical team couldn't save the patient, and they want to save him with that little bit of witchcraft?"
"Not only barbaric, but also ignorant."
…
The two doctors laughed at Leng You and his companions in a low voice.
"Miss, thank you for your help!" Lao Liu invited Leng You to the bedside.
Leng You nodded and felt the patient's pulse with his fingertips.
"Uncle Xiang!" Leng You stretched out his hand.
"Here." Uncle Xiang handed the needle bag to Leng You tacitly, and at the same time, his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.
As long as Leng You takes action, it means there is still a glimmer of hope.
After being stunned for a moment, Xiang Weijiu, the old man next to him, immediately started to unbutton the patient's clothes.
He had heard from the Seventh, Eighth and Tenth Olds about the wonderful scene in which Leng You brought a person back to life with silver needles, and he knew that for a dying person like this, needles should be pricked all over the body.
"Oh! My God, what are you doing?" A doctor exclaimed when he saw Leng You inserting silver needles into the patient's head, body, hands, and even temple at lightning speed.
"Oh my God! She is clearly killing someone!" another doctor screamed at the same time.
"Oh my God!" The nurses were also frightened and opened their mouths wide.
"Shut up, everyone!" Leng You suddenly shouted angrily.
Medical staff: “…”
At this moment, everyone opened their eyes wide, and their faces were filled with embarrassment, guilt and fear.
What Leng You just said was actually the language of their country.
Uncle Xiang and the others were also stunned when they heard this. No one knew that Leng You could speak this language because it was a minority language.
After inserting the needle, Leng You began to pinch the needle handle and twist it slowly.
As usual, at first only a fine sweat seeped out of the forehead, and gradually, the fine sweat condensed into sweat beads. As time went by, the sweat beads flowed down Leng You's forehead and hair like streams.
Because he had this experience many times, Uncle Xiang took a new handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from Leng You's forehead.
Lao Liu, Lao Jiu and the medical staff all stared at Leng You's hand holding the needle handle.
For Lao Liu and Lao Jiu, the needle represented the hope of life on the bed; for the medical staff, the needle was nothing more than a prop used by the Dahua people to create mystery.
Leng You didn't care about anyone's thoughts. At this moment, she was concentrating on controlling the purple light that was slowly running in Mr. R's body.
Yes, as the number of patients she treated increased, the power of Leng You's purple light increased greatly. It could also be said that her entire body's functions, her ability to diagnose diseases, and her medical effects had reached a new level.
In the past, when Leng You treated people, she could only let the purple light run automatically and finally repair the lesion. Now she can find the lesion directly, and then control the purple light to hit the lesion directly, and then repair other damaged parts after the repair.
The result is that the patient's life can be saved faster and earlier, which not only makes the healing effect better, but also shortens the patient's recovery period.
This time was the same. Zi Guang quickly found the patient's problem. The extremely strong toxin that had penetrated into his internal organs caused all of his organs to fail to the extreme.
Not to mention the current medical level, Leng You is absolutely certain that even after 20 or 30 years, if a patient's vital signs have reached this point, there will be no chance of rescue.
Control the purple light, let it wrap around the black mist formed by the toxin, and devour it bit by bit. When the last ray is left, stop the purple light from devouring, wrap it up and rush straight to the Guanyuan acupoint.
Everyone suddenly saw Leng You pick up an extra-thick silver needle in his other hand and quickly inserted it into the patient's abdomen (only Uncle Xiang knew that this was the Guanyuan acupoint), but then pulled it out in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle Xiang, keep it." Leng You handed the silver needle to Uncle Xiang.
"Okay." Uncle Xiang immediately put the silver needle into a thin glass tube, and then plugged the mouth of the tube with a stopper.
"Second brother..." The sixth and ninth brothers looked at Uncle Xiang in confusion.
Uncle Xiang: “…”
He ignored the two and gently wiped the sweat off Leng You's forehead again. But his obviously relieved expression gave the two brothers some answers.
Lao Liu and Lao Jiu looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.
At this time, Leng You had already started to remove the needle.
"Miss..." Lao Liu spoke nervously.
"It's okay, the person has been rescued." Uncle Xiang answered for Leng You.
"Ah? Really?" Lao Liu widened his eyes.
"Huh?" Uncle Xiang glared at him.
“No…that’s not what I meant.
Miss...you are too amazing!"
Lao Liu hurriedly explained that although the person on the bed had not woken up yet, he did not have any doubts.
"Miss, when will Mr. R wake up?" Lao Jiu was more careful. He had long discovered that as Leng You twisted the silver needles, Mr. R's originally pale face improved little by little.
"When do you want him to wake up?" Leng You's words might sound confusing to outsiders, but Lao Liu and Lao Jiu were stunned, then amazed, and then their faces were full of admiration.
Only Uncle Xiang remained calm. He was the one who understood Leng You's intelligence and wisdom best. Everyone was so concerned and nervous about this so-called Mr. R. She must have guessed that this person was not just an "important person".
It’s just that this child is too smart. Most of the time, he sees everything but doesn’t say it out loud. He sets boundaries for himself and for others.
"What are you going to do?" Lao Liu growled when he saw the two doctors coming forward.
"We...we just want to check him out." The two doctors couldn't understand what Leng You and the others were saying, but from their expressions they could tell that it was Leng You who saved the man.
However, they absolutely did not believe that a person who had been completely diagnosed as dead could be saved by just a few injections, so they wanted to verify it themselves.
"No!" Lao Liu's face was gloomy, and the two doctors were so scared that they froze there.
"Let them investigate!" Leng You took the water handed over by Uncle Xiang, drank two sips, and his expression was calm.
"Check it out!" Lao Liu heard Leng You's words.
The two doctors stepped forward and motioned for the nurse to follow.
So those who measured the heart measured the heart, those who measured blood pressure measured blood pressure, and those who checked the pupils checked the pupils...
"Miss, what is the cause of Mr. R's illness?" Everyone was so excited that they had forgotten about this question. Uncle Xiang was the first to think of it.
"Poisoned." Leng You gave the answer.
"Poisoned?" Lao Liu and Lao Jiu looked over at the same time.
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