The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 378 Divine Needle
Kong Meng smiled lightly, and said to Richard: "Do you have any misunderstandings about Chinese medicine?
Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and it has very good effects for minor diseases such as colds and colds, as well as various fatal diseases. "

Richard glanced at Kong Meng: "Really? How is this different from what I heard?"

Confucius and Mencius asked, "Then what did you hear?"

"The so-called Chinese medicine is all dispensable liars. Isn't that what Mr. Lu, the most famous writer in your country, said?"

Richard's voice is very confident.

Kong Meng gave a thumbs up. He never expected that the other party knew Mr. Lu.

This is not easy. Although Mr. Lu is well known in China, it is because his works are included in the teaching materials.

When he went abroad, he was just an ordinary literati.

But Kong Meng still shook his head: "Yes, Mr. Lu did say this, but what I want to say is that the reason why he thinks so is that he doesn't know Chinese medicine deeply, and his father was a quack doctor in Chinese medicine. The disease was delayed, resulting in the invalid death of medical treatment.

As the saying goes, there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art.

Mr. Lu is good at western medicine and literature. An excellent western doctor will have prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine to some extent, which is undeniable.

But later, when Mr. Lu saw real Chinese medicine, he realized how much he had a prejudice against this medicine.

So he also wrote a special article to correct the previous mistakes.

If Mr. Richard doesn't believe it, I can find a copy of Mr. Lu's complete works to prove it.

Richard glanced at Kong Meng: "If according to what you say, Chinese medicine can cure any disease?"

Kong Meng smiled lightly: "Mr. Richard, can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"Are you really a qualified doctor?"

Richard stood up angrily: "What do you mean?"

Kong Meng said helplessly: "Mr. Richard doesn't even know one of the most basic truths, does he?

Neither Chinese medicine nor Western medicine can cure all diseases.

Moreover, Chinese medicine has the advantages of both Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

For a disease, sometimes Chinese medicine is better, but sometimes Western medicine is better.

For example, in surgery, Western medicine only needs to use a knife to completely cure it, but Chinese medicine does not have many options.

But if it is the cardiovascular disease of the patient in front of me, Western medicine will be at a disadvantage. "

After hearing what Kongmeng said, Richard smiled: "Really? According to what you said, you have a way to wake her up?"

Kong Meng did not explain, but said to a nurse next to him, "Do you have any silver needles here?"

The nurse was taken aback, then shook her head: "Excuse me sir, we don't provide this kind of remote equipment here."

Kong Meng spread his hands: "Isn't there? Then it's a little troublesome."

At this time, Richard snorted coldly: "Isn't it just a silver needle? The hospital doesn't have it, but it doesn't mean I don't have it!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Kong Meng with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In his view, Confucius and Mencius wanted to use this method to evade, thereby covering up the fact that his medical skills were not good.

If you really think so, don't you look down on me, Richard?
As the top doctor in the world, how could I not learn about Chinese medicine?

The core medical equipment of Chinese medicine is the golden needle.

For this magical little object, although Richard didn't know how to use it, he collected several sets.

And one of the sets is in the office prepared for him in this hospital.

When the nurse brought the silver needle over, Richard handed it over with a smile: "Doctor Kong, do you think this is it?"

After speaking, he stared firmly at Confucius and Mencius' eyes.

If Confucius and Mencius dared to refuse to admit that it was a silver needle in order to continue to evade, he would definitely make the other party lose a man.

But today he was doomed to be disappointed.

Kong Meng's eyes lit up when he saw Richard's silver needle.

It's real sterling silver silver pins!

Although there is a silver needle used in Chinese medicine, most of the materials used are steel.

It's not that silver is more expensive, but in terms of metal properties, steel silver needles produced by modern technology are much stronger than silver in terms of flexibility and ductility.

Richard's main purpose of buying silver needles is for collection.

For collection, the more expensive the materials used, the better. After all, the more expensive things are, the more valuable they are for collection.

If it is an ordinary doctor, seeing that the silver needle that Richard took out is a silver needle, he must be very depressed.

You said that the material of his silver needles is not good. The price of such a set of silver needles is fifteen times that of ordinary silver needles.

In terms of practical value, it is not bad if it can have one-third of that of ordinary people.

Confucius and Mencius are different. With his attainments in Chinese medicine, there is no difference between ordinary steel silver needles and silver silver needles.

However, silver paper silver needles have an advantage that steel silver needles do not have, that is, this kind of silver needle has a good disinfection function.

In ancient times, because people did not have a correct understanding of disinfection, people were treated with silver needles, and the probability of the patient being infected was much smaller.

For Confucius and Mencius, if he was given a choice, he would prefer to choose silver needles. After all, silver needles with their own disinfection effects can save him a lot of time and energy.

Especially this patient today.

Because the patient had been in a coma for nearly a month, according to Confucius and Mencius' diagnosis, the blood stasis in the other party's brain had already been infected to a certain extent.

And because the brain is separated, the methods of modern medicine to eliminate infection have no obvious effect.

This is enough to prove the importance of silver needles.

After lighting the alcohol lamp, Kong Meng sterilized the head of the silver needle, and then walked to the patient.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense.

Especially the nurses and doctors who lined up to watch the excitement behind them.

They already had a general understanding of the bet between Confucius and Richard from the lines of their conversation.

They knew very well about Richard's level.

Although I don't know Kong Meng, since Kong Meng is qualified to compete with Richard, it means that he must have extraordinary skills.

Confucius and Mencius didn't bother to pay attention to these, took a deep breath, and his attention was unprecedentedly concentrated.

It is beyond imagination to use silver needles to help a patient with cerebral hemorrhage clear blood clots in the brain.

After identifying the Baihui acupoint on the top of the patient's head, Kong Meng slowly inserted the silver needle.

Soon the silver needle sank into the top of the head and disappeared.

The doctors and nurses watching by the side gasped for a moment when they saw this.

They could see very clearly that the silver needles inserted by Confucius and Mencius into the patient's head were at least fifteen centimeters long.

What is the concept of fifteen centimeters?
Its needle tip will penetrate directly into the patient's brain.

This is the human brain, known as the most complex organ in the human body, none of them.

As long as there is a small problem, it may cause extremely serious consequences.

But the other party just plunged in without hesitation. Those who knew knew that he was saving people, but those who didn't knew that he thought he was trying to murder someone.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

At this time, an angry voice sounded!

Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the speaker. This was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and an extremely unfriendly expression.

Confucius and Mencius said: "You are..."

A nurse next to him who has been taking care of the patient quickly introduced: "This Mr. Bill is the patient's son."

Bill was angry, very angry.

His father has been in a coma for a month. For this month, he has been guarding in front of the hospital bed day and night, only hoping that his father can wake up.

But as time went by, his hope gradually turned into disappointment, and later even despair.

Especially when the attending physician ordered that if his father could not wake up within three days, his life would be in danger, he burst into tears on the spot.

Is my father going to leave me forever like this?

No, he can't take it at all!
Bill will always remember that when he was sick as a child, it was his father who took him to the hospital every time.

Because of poor family conditions, my father only has one bicycle, and his home is five kilometers away from the hospital.

Every time my father rides a bike, it is a difficult trip.

Especially on one of the very steep uphill sections, my father would sweat profusely when riding, and sometimes he had no strength and had to get off the bike and push it.

But even so, my father never delayed his illness for even a quarter of an hour.

But what about yourself?

Father only fell ill once, and he was so helpless...

It was already sad enough, but the other party used such cruel means when he was leaving.

Isn't that cruel enough?

In his opinion, sticking such a long silver needle into the brain.It's no different than murder.

Facing the young man who was filled with righteous indignation, Confucius said: "Sir, please don't worry, I am treating your father's illness!"

"Cure? How can there be such a cure? Do you think I am stupid?"

Confucius and Mencius had no choice but to explain: "Sir, this is Chinese medicine.

Although the silver needle just now is long, because the needle body is extremely thin, it will not cause damage to the cell structure of the human body. You can rest assured about this. "

At this time another voice said: "Are you Bill Crites?"

It was Zheng Cheng's Assistant Tang who spoke.

Bill froze for a moment, then said in an unbelievable tone: "Are you Assistant Tang?"

Assistant Tang smiled and nodded: "It really is you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and introduced to Kong Meng: "This Mr. Bill is a department manager of our company.

Mr. Bill's ability to work is very strong, and he also created a record for the fastest promotion from an ordinary employee to a department manager..."

After she finished speaking, she introduced Kong Meng to Bill and said, "Mr. Bill, Dr. Kong, was hired from China with a high salary.

He is very good at treating general paralysis and severe coma caused by cerebral hemorrhage.

And the silver needle just now looks scary, but it is a special treatment method of Huaguo medicine, and it will not cause any damage to your father's body..."

Bill didn't speak for a moment.

If someone told him that, he would not believe it, but now it's Assistant Tang...

He didn't know others, but he had a very deep understanding of Assistant Tang.

Because Assistant Tang always said what he said no matter what he did.

She is what she says, and she will never lie.

Is the other party really saving his father?
Shaking his head, he put the thought behind him.

Assistant Tang is powerful, but that's only in terms of work, he can cure diseases and save lives...

However, his attitude was much more relaxed, and Bill looked at Kong Meng: "Doctor Kong, it's not that I don't believe you, but that your behavior is really unbelievable.

So, let me ask you, how sure are you that you can wake up my father? "

Confucius and Mencius thought for a while: "Seventy to eighty percent!"

He didn't make a conservative estimate, but the patient's coma time was too long, and there were too many uncertainties for such a patient.

Who can be [-]% sure about something like this that pulls people out of hell?

"Seventy to eighty percent..."

In fact, this probability is already very high, but Bill is still a little dissatisfied.

And in his opinion, there is no difference between [-]% to [-]% and [-]% to [-]%.

Because [-]% to [-]% have a high probability of failure.

If Confucius and Mencius had a lower moral bottom line, and directly said that [-]% to [-]% were [-]% to [-]%, and ended in failure, how could I judge whether his words were right or wrong?
He was in a dilemma, when suddenly his heart moved: "Then how long will it take you to let me see my father?"

Confucius and Mencius smiled lightly: "This...about 3 minutes!"

"What? How long did you say?"

"3 minutes!
Of course, if there is an accident during the treatment, it may be delayed to 5 minutes. "

Bill: "..."

He couldn't believe his ears: "What did you say? Can my father see me in 3 minutes?"

Kongmeng looked at him helplessly: "This is because you kept harassing me with words, otherwise, your father would have woken up now."

"You...okay...I'm going to see today how you woke up my father in 3 minutes."

Confucius and Mencius ignored each other, but took out another silver needle.

However, this silver needle is a bit special, its needle body is relatively thick, and if you observe carefully, you will find that the middle of this silver needle is hollow, a bit like a shrunken version of a bamboo tube.

Gently insert the silver needle from the patient's head, and Kong Meng blocked one end of the hollow silver needle with his thumb.

The next moment, he let go of his thumb.

Red blood oozes slowly from the hollow silver needle, and there are many blood clots in a semi-coagulated state.

Soon, the speed of the red gore oozing slowed down, and finally stopped completely.

Confucius nodded and pulled out the silver needle.

Bill froze for a moment. He was about to ask Confucius why his father hadn't woken up yet.

I saw Kong Meng's two fingers gently clamping the previous silver needle, and then quickly pulled it out.

Bill saw his father's breathing suddenly increased with the withdrawal of the silver needle.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...

Cough cough cough...

Bill's father suddenly opened his eyes. Although there was still not much expression in the depths of the pupils, he did wake up.

hiss……

The gasping sounds of doctors and nurses sounded around. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed their eyes.

I worked hard for more than a month before, but the patient basically made no progress, and the other party only made a few strokes to get people out of the coma.

Some of them even learned fake medicine before they doubted themselves.

Unexpectedly, after resuscitating the patient, Confucius and Mencius did not show the slightest excitement, on the contrary, his expression became more dignified.

Because the patient's body and spirit are much worse than he imagined.

Putting his hand on the patient's wrist, instead of stopping this time, Bill took a step back:
"Doctor Kong, I was wrong just now, please save my father, if he leaves me now, I really don't know what to do in the days to come."

(End of this chapter)