In the hospital, Song Guangjing and several experts were already waiting for Ye Xiaoxiao.

After learning about Ye Xiaoxiao's specific itinerary, the dean organized an expert consultation and developed a detailed and safe treatment plan.

As long as Ye Xiaoxiao returns to China, she can immediately start treating General Chen Junrui.

Therefore, Ye Xiaoxiao rushed to the hospital without even having time to adjust to the jet lag. She just said hello to the dean and several experts and then took over the important task.

When Song Guangjing saw Xiaoxiao appear, tears filled his eyes.

But he couldn't cry in front of outsiders, so he held Ye Xiaoxiao's shoulders.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

"Come, Master, let me tell you about General Chen Junrui's specific treatment plan."

Ye Xiaoxiao looked through the medical records first.

If Western medicine treatment gets into trouble, the hospital will consider acupuncture.

General Chen Junrui's condition was very serious. His body functions were declining, his heart was not getting enough blood, and he was having difficulty breathing. He was frequently facing the possibility of suffocation and death.

Acupuncture is only an auxiliary treatment, hoping to help the veteran breathe more smoothly, and then proceed to the next step of treatment.

But for older people, ordinary doctors dare not give injections.

During the two years that Ye Xiaoxiao was abroad, she had a lot of fun.

In addition to daily review and study of traditional Chinese medicine, I have also conducted further research on Western medicine.

It can be said that it combines Chinese and Western cultures, taking a two-pronged approach.

It can be said that at present there is no one more suitable for this position than Ye Xiaoxiao.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at some of the old general's underlying diseases and read the treatment plan given by the hospital.

At present, she is still relatively conservative. Ye Xiaoxiao has the ability to improve, but she is afraid that these people will not believe in themselves.

She suppressed her thoughts for the moment and said calmly, "I'm fine. I can start participating in the treatment now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

"Okay, General Chen's breathing suddenly stopped."

The conference room suddenly became chaotic, and a doctor hurriedly ran to the ward.

The golden treatment time for respiratory arrest is 4 to 6 minutes. Once this time is exceeded, the patient will be in great danger.

General Chen Junrui is a loyal minister of the country, and everyone present hopes that something bad will happen to him.

Ye Xiaoxiao took out her own medicine box and handed the suitcase to Song Xiaoguang.

"I'll go take a look, maybe I can help."

The dean did not stop Ye Xiaoxiao's behavior, and now all she can do is rely on the old general's fate.

If we rescue him this time, all the plans we discussed before will be in vain.

As the dean, he cannot deny the blame.

Ye Xiaoxiao walked into the intensive care unit, where a defibrillator had already been used to stimulate the patient.

But more than a few minutes passed and the person in the bed still showed no signs of waking up.

The dean turned pale.

Ye Xiaoxiao volunteered, "I can try acupuncture."

Before the dean could say anything, a doctor standing nearby spoke up, "The defibrillator didn't work, so acupuncture probably wouldn't work... and he's being treated right now. If an accident occurs because of your misjudgment, who will be held responsible?"

What 뀘 said made sense, so Ye Xiaoxiao was not angry.

Time passed by little by little, but the patient still did not respond.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at the dean, "I am 80% sure of success now. In another two minutes, there will only be 10% chance."

The dean finally spoke, "Go and give it a try."

"Director! How can you give such an important matter to a student who has not yet graduated? Even if she has superb acupuncture skills, does she have any clinical experience? Nothing. How can she judge the patient's condition?"

Dr. Ma is an expert in cardiac surgery at the hospital and is usually very serious about his work.

Now seeing the dean's decision, I thought he was looking for a know-it-all college student to take the blame, and I immediately angrily accused him.

The dean sighed helplessly, "No matter what the final result is, I, as the dean, have an unshirkable responsibility. The effects of the previous treatments were not obvious, and now General Chen is facing a life-and-death crisis.

Instead of relying on luck, trust this Yeh-sik. ”

In fact, the reason why the dean trusts Ye Xiaoxiao so much is because he is Song Guangjing's apprentice.

When he was young, he had the good fortune to see Mr. Song save lives with acupuncture.

The needlework was so amazing that it could bring the dead back to life.

At this moment, the ECG monitor in the ward sounded a long alarm, and the rescue efforts inside came to an abrupt halt.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't wait any longer before she went downstairs and pushed the door open and entered the inner room of the ward.

The doctor inside did not stop her. Looking at the monitor that turned into a straight line, everyone thought that General Chen was beyond saving.

Ye Xiaoxiao took out a set of silver needles from the medicine box and quickly pierced several acupuncture points on the old general's body.

Her slender fingers flew, and the silver needle penetrated deeply and shallowly, and her movements were as fast as an afterimage.

I know I've practiced this set of movements tens of thousands of times and I've already memorized it.

If another doctor were to perform acupuncture, most of the time would be spent on explaining the acupuncture techniques and determining the acupuncture points.

But Ye Xiaoxiao only has a photographic memory. Because she has been exposed to Chinese medicine in two lifetimes, she has studied it for much longer than she imagined, so she is decisive in inserting the needle without wasting a single second.

"It's no use, old general..."

"It's time to notify the family and relevant departments. Journalists may come."

Looking at Ye Xiaoxiao's actions, everyone else thought it was a futile move.

But Ye Xiaoxiao was not disturbed at all and still insisted on her own actions.

Someone wanted to pull Ye Xiaoxiao forward and when his hand was about to touch Ye Xiaoxiao's arm.

The ECG monitor suddenly beeped a few times and the curve began to rise again.

"Oh my god, this... is back to life."

There are people who are in a state of suspended animation. In today's advanced medical technology, brain death is the standard for determining death.

Ye Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity to save the life and used acupuncture to stimulate the acupoints, successfully making General Chen's heart beat again.

Gradually, the old general's breathing returned to normal.

The talents in the emergency room were awakened as if from a dream, but no one dared to speak or cheer.

Because Ye Xiaoxiao's acupuncture is still going on.

The dean stood at the door and let out a long breath. He was the one under the most pressure.

Doctor Ma, who was filled with indignation just now, now stared at the scene inside intently.

Chinese medicine is really amazing.

Half an hour later, General Chen's condition entered a safe range.

Ye Xiaoxiao removed all the needles and slowly walked out of the ward.

The half hour of Speed ​​​​just now consumed more energy than she had spent on the plane for more than ten hours.

Especially the control of wrist strength made her hands tired and sore.

Treating illness is a physically demanding job.

The skill that Ye Xiaoxiao showed shocked the experts from these big hospitals.

She went from being a tool to becoming Dr. Ye, who had equal status with others.

When Ye Xiaoxiao walked out of the ward, the dean was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

He really wanted to give her a big hug, but it was not appropriate for girls.

Yu 놆 was at a loss.

At the end he clapped his hands excitedly.

“Okay, great!”