The people of Country D had never seen acupuncture, not to mention that what Su Nian used this time was not an ordinary silver needle, but a six-inch needle known as a life-saving needle. This needle was not only long, but also very soft, like a thin silver thread.
Under the surprised gazes of the people around him, Su Nian slightly moved the tail of the needle to adjust the depth of the needle tip. The purpose of doing this was to stimulate the acupuncture points, stimulate the power of vital energy, and unblock the blocked blood vessels.
You should know that pulmonary obstruction is a disease caused by blood clots blocking blood vessels, and the size of these blood clots is usually quite large.
The people around were still wondering whether Su Nian's action was to save or kill people, when they saw the patient lying on the ground suddenly let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.
The people around could no longer bear it and started talking one after another.
"Oh my god, look, that guy's awake."
"But the silver needle is still stuck in his chest. Was he woken up by the pain?"
"I feel like the silver needle saved his life!"
It is said that bystanders see more clearly. Although these onlookers do not understand acupuncture, the patient lying on the ground has already woken up. It is obvious that Su Nian is not harming people, but saving them.
The faces of those who were about to come over to stop Su Nian looked a little ugly.
The young man who was thrown out by Chu Beichen had already climbed up. Seeing this scene, his expression softened. His original purpose was to save people. Now that the person was fine, everyone's anger naturally subsided a lot.
"Don't move. Your blocked blood vessels have just been unblocked. It will take a few minutes for normal blood circulation to resume," Su Nian had already pulled out the silver needle.
Chu Beichen knew his wife's habits, so he took out a white handkerchief, poured strong liquor on it, and handed it to Su Nian, asking her to disinfect the silver needle.
Everyone watched Su Nian wiping the silver needle. Seeing her wrapping the silver needle around her index finger, the onlookers could no longer hold back and exclaimed one after another.
The silver needle itself does not look thick and can be wrapped around the finger, so it can be imagined that it is a soft object. So now the key question is, how can such a soft object be inserted into the patient's chest?
The patient lying on the ground was also terrified, "Miss, did you cure me with medicine or witchcraft?"
The patient asked seriously. Su Nian suppressed his laughter and answered him seriously, "Haha, it's probably witchcraft!"
As early as hundreds of years ago, various folk legends were circulating in Country D. Judging from Su Nian's expression, she was obviously joking. Low laughter came from the surroundings, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.
Su Nian packed up the silver needles and then said to the patient, "You can get up now. If you want to go to the hospital for a checkup, you can. You have some infarctions on the anterior wall of your heart, which were caused by this attack."
The patient got up, slapped his head, and looked at Su Nian with admiration, "Oh my God, you are such a great doctor! I do have coronary heart disease, and the doctor once predicted that I might have an attack at any time. But I didn't expect to meet a miracle doctor like you during my first attack!"
The patients themselves said that Su Nian was a miracle doctor, and the people around him looked at Su Nian differently, with curiosity mixed with a bit of admiration.
Su Nian nodded slightly at the patient and was about to return to his seat. At this time, Schmidt could no longer bear it. He called his men over and gave them a few instructions, asking them to invite Su Nian to sit at his table. He had a lot of questions to ask Su Nian.
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