Heavenly doctor down the mountain

Chapter 804 Return to Yang
Li Xiaowei has been standing by the side watching Zhang Qianrong. This woman knows medical skills and can cooperate well with Lin Tian in treating diseases and saving lives.

Unlike myself, who wanted to help but was disgusted by Lin Tian for causing trouble, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

She also wanted to do something for Lin Tian, ​​but he didn't seem to need it.

The discount made Li Xiaowei feel a little lost in her heart.

The people in the three circles inside and the three circles outside were extremely surprised.

Obviously they are all people who are dying, but Lin Tian still refuses to give up his rescue. Is he trying to snatch people from Hades?
"Give up!" The doctor who was about to leave said with a frown.

Now this is all in vain.

"It can still be saved." Lin Tian's voice was soft, but firm.

He and Zhang Qianrong performed acupuncture together, the speed was very fast, and it was dazzling to see. The boy was pricked with a bunch of jade needles, and the green jade needles dazzled people's eyes.

"People who are mortal, why bother?" The doctor shook his head and said.

"You can't save him, but I can." Lin Tian said, moving his hands constantly.

Although from a medical point of view, the boy's vital signs have disappeared, Lin Tian can feel that there is still a vitality in him, and no matter how hard he works, he may not be able to restore his vitality.

"You can?" The doctor sneered disdainfully.

This young man is really boastful, some patients can be saved, some patients cannot be saved.

Otherwise, there would be the word "impossible to recover".

The development of Chinese medicine is inferior to that of Western medicine, and this man is so young, what can he do in Chinese medicine?He definitely can't help it.

But those ordinary people have been seriously infected by Lin Tian, ​​this is a life, and they should not give up until the last moment.

People stared at Lin Tian's movements, hoping that a miracle would happen. Can the little boy who was sentenced to death by Western medicine really be rescued?
The scene was quiet, and people's breathing slowed down, for fear of disturbing Lin Tian.

Four to ten minutes passed, Lin Tian sweated slightly on his forehead, and used Qi to control the needle. His fingers flicked slightly at the end of the needle, back and forth several times, and the true energy in his body was transferred into the little boy's body through the jade needle.

He almost exhausted all the life-saving methods he knew, such as bullet needles, Taoism and profound techniques, and he did his best, and the next step is to depend on fate.

Lin Tian didn't say a word, and all his attention was on the patient. These jade needles seemed to be blown by the wind, and they kept moving. This was the last time the needles were popped. If there is no effect this time, it means that Yan The prince is not willing to let him go.

After a few minutes, all these jade needles suddenly stopped vibrating, and they quietly pierced the boy's big acupoints all over his body.

Lin Tian blinked and found that the boy's fingers flickered slightly. It was probably not because of his own eyesight.

There was a burst of excitement in his heart, it seemed that this life was saved by himself.

The great sense of accomplishment made him feel comfortable.

"You should give up. You really think Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine? I can't do anything, what can you do?" A doctor in a white coat looked at Lin Tian contemptuously and said, like a monkey juggling.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is an excellent traditional culture of China. You just say that because you don't understand Chinese medicine." Lin Tian turned to look at him and said loudly.

The next second, the little boy suddenly coughed violently, and a puddle of black blood was spit out on the ground. He clutched his chest and began to cry.

"Rescued, this young Chinese doctor is really amazing!"

"It's a miracle, what a miracle doctor, little miracle doctor!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine is still great, but Western medicine can't do anything. It seems that Chinese medicine is better!"

"It's unbelievable that I can still survive after not breathing for so long."

People are discussing in a hurry.

Several other western doctors stared wide-eyed, not knowing how Lin Tian did it.

How could this little boy come back to life?
If they hadn't witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, they would have thought that Lin Tian had colluded with the little boy and put on a show.

Several white coats looked at each other, walked quickly to the little boy, and gave him a physical examination, and then these doctors felt that the world was magical again.

How can this be?

"His injuries are all healed and he is healthier than a normal person!"

"I didn't even have an operation. How did the broken ribs be reattached by themselves? Acupuncture?"

Is it really him? Hell!

Several doctors suspected that all this was a dream, or that there was something wrong with the equipment.

"Genius doctor, thanks to you, if it weren't for you, my son would definitely not be able to live." The boy's father especially thanked Lin Tian, ​​and was so excited that he cried.

"Okay, treating illnesses and rescuing people is what a doctor should do. You have to continue to take care of him for a while, and his body needs to be recuperated. It's best to stay in the hospital for a while, and then go home when his physical condition is completely stable. Keep this prescription and wait. Come to me in seven days and I will check on him." Lin Tian immediately picked up a pen and wrote a prescription and handed it over.

The boy's father is fine, but his mother's heart skipped a beat, as if she had fallen from the sky, unable to bear it, she suddenly rolled her eyes and passed out, and fell on the boy's father.

"Ah, doctor, my wife..."

"She's fine, but her mood fluctuates too much, and she will wake up soon." Lin Tian took a pulse, picked up a jade needle and pricked her, and the woman opened her eyes.

"Genius doctor, is it convenient for you to answer a few questions for us now?" Several reporters heard that there was big news here, and immediately rushed over to interview him.

Lin Tian was not a high-profile person, but he looked back at the signboard of Lin's Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

Now that the medical library is unknown, it is just time to take this opportunity to gain popularity.

Through these reporters, he and the clinic will be well-known to the people of Yanjing, so he has to cooperate in this interview.

"You are a young Chinese medicine practitioner. You used pure Chinese medicine techniques instead of western medicine to treat that little boy, right?" The reporter looked at Lin Tian with sparkling eyes.

She interviewed Lin Tian first, and this manuscript will be sorted out in a while, and it will be the headline on the front page, and this month's performance will be there.

Originally, it was not her working time today, so she was just out shopping, and she encountered such a strange thing. The resurrection of the dead by Chinese medicine will definitely attract the attention of many people.

This Chinese medicine doctor is so young, and this news has a lot of breaking points, so it will definitely become popular.

Nowadays, the debate between Chinese and Western medicine is very heated, and everyone has their own opinions. In this news, Western medicine is obviously inferior to Chinese medicine.

It should change some people's minds.

"Yes, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner." Lin Tian said calmly.

"Chinese medicine is generally not used for first aid. It is better at treating chronic diseases. What is the principle of your treatment just now? Can you talk about it in detail?" the reporter asked.

"You don't understand the specifics. In short, the little boy was revived by me and healed, which is enough to break the rumors in the past. Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and it can treat chronic diseases as well as first aid. If someone says no, then It must be his own level is not good enough." Lin Tian said firmly.

"It seems that you admire Chinese medicine very much. May I ask if you paid for the little boy's diagnosis and treatment just now? Western medicine has already sentenced him to death, and you still insist on saving him. Are you confident that you can cure him 100%?"

(End of this chapter)