Tian Zengming came quickly, holding a tray with sterilized silver needles and prepared moxa sticks on it.
Yun Heng picked up the silver needle, first pierced the Qihai point, and then started moxibustion with the moxa stick.
"Go prepare five more strong ones!"
Tian Zengming brought five moxa sticks. When Yun Heng was doing the third one, he asked Tian Zengming to get five more to continue the moxibustion.
Nowadays, medical moxa sticks are all standardized, with the same length, thickness and thickness. One stick takes about sixteen or seventeen minutes to burn. When Yun Heng was performing the fourth moxibustion, he heard hurried footsteps outside.
Gao Zhenxiang arrived with a doctor from the emergency department, who was carrying a stretcher.
"Mr. Wang, what's wrong..."
As soon as he entered the door, Gao Zhenxiang asked hurriedly.
"Be quiet!"
Yun Heng, who was doing moxibustion, frowned slightly and said something without turning his head.
“.......”
Gao Zhenxiang quickly shut up.
As the director of the emergency department, Gao Zhenxiang naturally knew what was important and what was not. He had already noticed that Yun Heng seemed to be treating Mr. Wang.
"You guys go out first."
Gao Zhenxiang waved to the other doctors, asked the one carrying the stretcher to leave, and walked to Yue Shaojiang's side. He asked softly, "How is Mr. Wang?"
"It's hard to say."
Yue Shaojiang kept his eyes on Yun Heng, and the stone in his heart had not yet fallen to the ground.
At this moment, Yun Heng had already acupunctured the Qi Hai point and had performed moxibustion for the third time, but Mr. Wang still showed no signs of waking up, and the lump showed no signs of disappearing. This made Yue Shaojiang's heart rise to his throat.
"Seriously?"
Gao Zhenxiang asked.
At this moment, Wang Shenjiang was unconscious and Yun Heng was performing moxibustion. Gao Zhenxiang had no way to examine or diagnose him and could only watch. He could not tell much about Wang Shenjiang's specific condition.
"Um!"
Yue Shaojiang nodded: "If Mr. Wang can wake up after moxibustion, then everything will be fine. If he can't wake up... he may never wake up again."
“…”
Gao Zhenxiang opened his mouth: "Is it so serious?"
"Okay, stop talking."
The old man who was also standing by and watching Yun Heng doing moxibustion interrupted Gao Zhenxiang's question in a bad mood.
He was completely distraught at this moment.
"Mr. Qin!"
Only then did Gao Zhenxiang notice the old man next to him and was surprised again.
Just now on the road, he was wondering who brought Wang Shenjiang here, but he didn't expect it to be Old Qin.
Qin Xiyuan, former dean of the School of Medicine of Jiaotong University.
Yun Heng was completely focused at this moment, giving Wang Shenjiang moxibustion. After the third session, he continued with the fourth. Just a few minutes after the fourth session began, someone else came in at the door of the clinic.
Wei Zengping, Yan Yongnian and Ma Tiequan walked in together.
"Mr. Wang!"
Wei Zengping shouted hurriedly as he entered the door.
"Be quiet!"
This time, before Yun Heng could speak, Qin Xiyuan turned around and scolded him.
The young man's forehead is already covered with sweat, and these people are still disturbing him.
"Mr. Qin!"
Wei Zengping, Yan Yongnian and the other two were also surprised.
But no one dared to say anything.
Yue Shaojiang walked over and wiped the sweat from Yun Heng's forehead with a tissue. He knew very well that Yun Heng was under much more pressure than him at the moment.
After Yun Heng finished the fourth moxibustion session, Ma Tiequan waved to Yue Shaojiang and left the clinic with Yan Yongnian and others.
"Xiao Yue, what's going on with Mr. Wang?"
After leaving the clinic, Ma Tiequan asked.
"Dysentery accompanied by persistent vomiting of blood. Judging from the pulse and symptoms, this is dysentery caused by cold and dampness accumulating in the intestines and abdomen. Mr. Wang is old, and this time the dysentery has not improved for several days. The blood in his body has accumulated in the navel, preventing the normal blood from returning to the meridians..."
Yue Shaojiang explained the situation in detail.
After listening to Yue Shaojiang's words, the others had not reacted yet, but Ma Tiequan's expression had become quite solemn.
"So Yun Heng has already needled the Qi Hai?"
Ma Tiequan asked.
"Yes, we've already needled the Qi Hai point, and are currently doing moxibustion. Whether Mr. Wang can wake up depends on whether the lump can disappear."
Yue Shaojiang nodded.
"So serious?"
Yan Yongnian was surprised.
"Well, the situation is quite serious."
Yue Shaojiang nodded: "If we don't acupuncture the Qi Hai point to dissipate the swelling first, Mr. Wang may not be able to hold on."
"call!"
Ma Tiequan took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.
Yun Heng was much more decisive than he had imagined.
Yue Shaojiang has already explained the situation very clearly. With Ma Tiequan's level of skill, he naturally thought of acupuncture on the Qi Hai point immediately. However, it is easy to think of it, but it is difficult to make a decision.
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