Female President's Handy Doctor

After the patients were assigned, Pei Baifeng asked to be the first to start treatment, and everyone agreed.

In fact, the moment Zhao Ting appeared, many doctors began to retreat, after all, Zhao Ting was famous.

Everyone stayed in the hall, and as the big screen began to project nine squares, everyone could observe the entire operation process from all directions.

Zhao Ting changed into the surgical gown, and the assistant began to inject anesthesia into the patient.

After confirming that the operation was ready, Zhao Ting started the operation. At this time, the photographer gave a close-up of Zhao Ting's hand.

The fine scalpel cut open the patient's skin, then slowly bypassed the blood vessels, and came to the sick part of the patient.

Every knife is so precise, every knife is so skilled.

Pei Baifeng looked at Yu Tong proudly.

"Doctor Yu, how do you feel?"

Yu Tongdao: "Not bad."

Pei Baifeng said contemptuously: "Not bad? So you are better than Dr. Zhao?"

"Strong... I can't say it, I can only say that the method is different."

This sentence made Pei Baifeng very happy. In his opinion, Yu Tong had given in.

But he forgot that Yu Tong didn't know how to beat around the bush when talking, he said one thing and said another.

Zhao Ting's surgical skills shocked the doctors present. Watching the small electric drill wipe off the excess tissue, everyone felt as if they were enjoying an art performance.

After the wound was sutured, Zhao Ting did not rest, and went directly to the second patient.

"Don't you need to rest?"

"Too strong, such a superb technique, I feel ashamed."

"Decades of skill is really extraordinary."

The second operation was still very smooth, Pei Baifeng's face was even more proud.

"Yu Tong, it's your turn."

Yu Tong smiled and stood up.

"It is indeed my turn, but my treatment method may not be understood by everyone. Please bear with me when the time comes."

In the anticipation of the doctors, Yu Tong walked into the temporary operating room.

On the big screen, Yu Tong dismissed everyone, and he was the only one in the entire operating room.

"how do you feel?"

"pain……"

"It's okay if it hurts, lie down, and I'll give you a massage."

"Doctor, don't you need surgery?"

Yu Tong said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted surgery, but I changed my mind. As long as it can cure your illness, wouldn't it be better not to have surgery?"

When this conversation came out from the speaker, Pei Baifeng laughed directly.

"No surgery? It's ridiculous. Such severe bone hyperplasia severely compresses the nerves. Can it be healed by pressing?"

The other doctors also shook their heads.

"If you want to go to the root, you need surgery. Although pressing can relieve the disease, it can't cure the disease."

"It seems that this is an admission of defeat. I wanted to see Yu Tong's demeanor, but it seems that there is no way."

Everyone is not optimistic about Yu Tong, even Zhang Fengzhi can't help but shake his head, in his opinion, Yu Tong is like breaking the can.

Although massage can also make people feel better, it takes years and months of massage, and this method cannot eliminate the hyperosteogeny.

Yu Tong didn't know what was going on outside, even if he knew, he would probably go his own way.

Pulling the two hospital beds together, Yu Tong began to massage them.

In a position that no one saw, that is, where the two people had bony hyperplasia, the two auras kept pulling invisible nerves.

They slowly separated various tissues to bypass the bone hyperplasia, set up camp again, away from the oppression, and after finding a suitable position again, the two breaths merged into the meridians and began to swim.

After walking around for a while, Yu Tong released two breaths again, pulled his nerves again, and adjusted his position.

In the eyes of outsiders, all of this is so ordinary. If it weren't for his background in the operating room, everyone would doubt whether Yu Tong was treating people.

After pressing it like this for about half an hour, many people couldn't help but leave the venue. Pei Baifeng was even more proud, and Yu Tong finally finished the massage.

"Okay, both of you are cured, let's get up and walk."

When they came, they were hunched over and in great pain, but when they heard Yu Tong's words, they looked at Yu Tong with disbelief.

Even if Yutong's press is very comfortable, it's still not good, right?
"Doctor, do you mean we can go by ourselves?"

"Doctor, is this all right?"

Yu Tong smiled and pressed the sick part of the patient: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"What about you?"

"Huh? It really doesn't hurt anymore."

The two slowly tried to get up, and they really felt strength in their waists, so they hurriedly got out of bed and walked.

When Yu Tong led the two of them out of the operating room, each of them held their heads high and walked firmly.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The two patients selected by Yu Tong were the most seriously ill.

But at this moment, looking at the two of them, they looked like normal people.

Zhao Ting looked at the two in shock. After he performed the operation on the patient, the patient had to rest for at least a month before getting out of bed, but Yu Tong just massaged for half an hour.
"how is this possible?"

A group of doctors cheered and surrounded him, and Zhang Fengzhi hurriedly felt the patient's pulse.

After finding that the pulse condition was stable, he hurriedly pressed the sick part of the patient.

"Do you feel it?"

The patient smiled and said, "Doctor, you are using too little force, please use more force."

Zhang Fengzhi pressed hard.

"Do you feel it?"

The patient smiled and said, "Your strength is still weak, but it's quite comfortable."

Everyone didn't see any painful expression on the patient's face, and all looked at Yutong in surprise for a while.

"how did you do that?"

"Yeah, it's amazing."

Pei Baifeng said coldly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Yu Tongdao: "The facts are in front of us, what else does Chairman Pei want to say?"

Pei Baifeng said: "We are comparing surgical techniques, you didn't have surgery, you are cheating."

Yu Tong smiled and said: "President Pei, I remember saying something before, since the competition is about medical skills, why bother to look at the process? Since the patient doesn't need surgery, why should I have surgery?"

Zhao Ting nodded slightly: "That's right, surgery will cause trauma no matter what, it's better if you don't have surgery, I lost this round, but I want to ask the little doctor, what exactly did you use?" method?"

"Splitting tendons and wrong bones, have you heard of it? This is my traditional Chinese medicine technique."

There was an uproar.

"Is there really such a method?"

"Isn't it lost? How could he?"

Zhao Ting asked: "Split tendons and wrong bones? Is there any reason for this?"

Yu Tong smiled and explained: "It's nothing that can't be said. In fact, the treatment of this kind of disease is the most suitable for treating this kind of disease. Let's take an inappropriate example. For example, a small stream is blocked by a stone. We have two There are three methods, the first is to remove the stone, the second is to bypass the stone and re-dig a canal, Doctor Zhao used the first method, and I used the second method."