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After walking around in the greenhouse and returning to the Fengsu tree, people were still grabbing the delicious Fengsu. The bags everyone was holding were already full. Not only men like Erwei, but also Zhao Min who loves beauty. The exposed phoenix cake can be seen in the girl's pocket.

"Uncle Xiaoyu, eat one." Zhao Min handed over a phoenix cake.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head and pointed to Zhao Min's pocket, "It's still the same as when I was a child. I'm not afraid of people laughing at me."

Zhao Min chuckled, "I bring my own fragrance, they can only envy me."

"Uncle Xiaoyu, when are you going to test my teaching results? Some of them are still good seedlings, but they learned a little late. If the bamboo flute and dongxiao are better, maybe they will be better."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "You lied to me like this when you were a child, and you still lie to me like this when you grow up. Your level of deception needs to be improved."

"Let's talk about the result of the lie first." At this time, Zhao Min looked at Zhao Xinyu like a child, his eyes full of expectation.

“It turned out great, I’ll make them a batch when I get time.”

After getting Zhao Xinyu's promise, Zhao Min stepped forward and kissed Zhao Xinyu on the cheek. Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head, "Xiao Min, if your boyfriend sees this, don't be jealous."

"Brother Yu, it's not about jealousy, it's about you being beaten."

"Xiao Min, get some more and bring them back to your mother."

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There was constant laughter in the greenhouse. A group of people were eating and chatting. Everyone's face was filled with smiles. At this moment, they had no worries or worries, only happiness.

However, this happiness seemed to be very short-lived. A phone call broke this happy time. When Zhao Xinyu answered the phone, he still had a smile on his face, but after just listening to a few words, his face became a little solemn.

"Erwei, look for a car. I have to go to Haotian Hospital."

The faces of the group of people all changed, "Xinyu, what's wrong?"

"A worker was injured at the Ge Laoshan construction site. The injury was very serious. I have to go to the county hospital."

When Zhao Xinyu left, he took He Yuzhu with him. He even called Jiang Pengyu and asked Jiang Pengyu to come over.

A large number of people have gathered inside and outside Haotian Hospital at this moment. Media reporters are rushing over in a steady stream. The Dijun Group will never lack topics, and as long as it is about the Dijun Group, it will attract a lot of traffic, so as long as the Dijun Group has something to do If it happens, large and small media, the public, and self-media will follow suit.

In the emergency building, outside an operating room, the corridor is filled with media and family members of patients. Outside the operating room, more than a dozen people wearing safety helmets and with dirt on their bodies have anxious faces. They glance at the operating room from time to time. Sometimes he looks in the direction of the corridor.

When the door of the operating room opened, a middle-aged doctor wearing glasses came out. He looked at more than a dozen anxious staff.

"Which of you are family members? The injured person's injuries are too serious and there is no possibility of recovery. He must

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The limb must be amputated immediately, otherwise the wound will become infected and your life will be in danger. Another patient also needs a craniotomy. "

"We have notified their families and they are on their way here."

"how much time is required."

"At least half a day."

The middle-aged doctor shook his head, "We can't wait that long, otherwise the patient will be in danger, so we must make a decision immediately."

Just as he finished speaking, the crowd in the corridor dispersed, and a voice rang out, "I'll take a look first."

The middle-aged doctor's eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of warmth and anger in his eyes. You must know that the operating room is a sterile environment. If someone goes in, the injured will be easily infected. Once infected, he cannot bear the responsibility.

However, after seeing the five people who came over, the middle-aged doctor's warmth and anger disappeared instantly, and was replaced by unconcealable surprise.

Zhao Xinyu, who is not very young, has almost single-handedly made the declining traditional Chinese medicine rise again. The former Pengcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, now the Hongshiya Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine have become one of the top medical representatives in the world.

Jiang Pengyu, the direct disciple of Zhao Xinyu, has become as famous as his master Zhao Xinyu in the past few years. At the age of less than 30, he has already gained the same reputation as Hua Bi, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, and others.

Although Han Wenqing and Feng Yuping graduated from ordinary Chinese medicine universities, under the supervision of Zhao Xinyu and Jiang Pengyu, they now have a very high reputation at home and abroad. Each of them has the title of miracle doctor, and they are Zhao Xinyu and Jiang Pengyu to the outside world. Xinyu's disciple and Jiang Pengyu's disciple.

The arrival of the four god-level Chinese doctors really surprised the middle-aged doctor, but he was a little surprised that he brought an apprentice He Yuzhu who was a master craftsman in woodcraft.

Five people, Zhao Xinyu and Jiang Pengyu, came over. The middle-aged doctor was surprised, and the media were even more surprised. This accident was no ordinary accident. One had a brain problem, and the other one was in danger of amputation. Zhao Xinyu, No one dares to criticize Jiang Pengyu's level of traditional Chinese medicine, but for traumatic wounds...

"Director Zhao, Miracle Doctor Jiang... you?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, "Let's go in and take a look to see if amputation is necessary. You are a doctor and you should know what it means to the injured person's future once his limb is amputated."

If it were anyone else, the middle-aged doctor would have been angry a long time ago, but these few in front of him are well-known figures around the world. He dare not say it, and he cannot say it, because in the current Pingcheng area, people who believe in traditional Chinese medicine There are more people than Western medicine.

"You go and change into a set of sterile protective clothing first."

Although Zhao Xinyu studied Chinese medicine, he also knew Western medicine. Several people went to change into sterile protective clothing and followed the middle-aged doctor into the operating room.

Lying on an operating table was a bloody injured man. One of his arms was twisted and deformed, and only part of his body was connected to it.

When they saw this scene, the eyes of Jiang Pengyu, He Yuzhu, Han Wenqing, and Feng Yuping suddenly shrank. This was really the first time for them to experience such a trauma.

The middle-aged doctor came in with Zhao Xinyu and the other five people. The doctors and nurses who had already started preparing in the operating room were stunned. Because Zhao Xinyu and the five people were all wearing masks and changing clothes, they could not recognize them. They couldn't help but look at them. The middle-aged doctor came in with Zhao Xinyu.

"Director Wang, they are..."

Director Wang shook his head at them. Zhao Xinyu had already walked to the patient's side, his eyes fell on the patient's injury, his eyes flickering.

It was only three minutes. Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and looked at Director Wang, "He does not need surgery, his arm can still recover."

When Zhao Xinyu said this, everyone in the operating room widened their eyes. Jiang Pengyu looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Master."

Zhao Xinyu glanced at Jiang Pengyu, He Yuzhu, Han Wenqing, and Feng Yuping, "Traditional Chinese medicine also has techniques for treating external trauma. However, with the rise of Western medicine in the past hundred years, traditional Chinese medicine has declined, and most of the external trauma treatment techniques have been lost. I brought you here today to let you know. You guys study for a while, the four of you are ready to help, I will set his bones first, Peng Yu, Wen Qing, Yu Zhu, Yu Ping, you can stop his bleeding, Peng Yu, you go and see the other injured person."

Zhao Xinyu commanded in an orderly manner, and the doctors and nurses in the operating room seemed to know the identities of the five people who came in.

Zhao Xinyu took out his five-element golden needle from his broken backpack. As a handful of golden light flashed, Director Wang looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Director Zhao..."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Don't worry, it's okay. There is an 80% chance of curing him. Although he may not be able to look like he was before the injury, at least he can still do normal work."

When a breeze appeared in the almost airtight operating room, Director Wang and other Western medicine practitioners couldn't help but widen their eyes. He saw traces of green energy fluctuations in Zhao Xinyu's hand holding the needle.

When the golden needles were inserted into the patient's body, there was movement on the other side of the instrument. They saw that the vital index of the injured person on the other side of the instrument began to rise, which made their hearts beat wildly.

One golden needle changed the injured person's current situation, which is absolutely impossible in the theory of Western medicine, because in Western medicine, drugs or instruments are necessary to achieve such results.

Zhao Xinyu had already picked up the scalpel on the operating tray and skillfully cut open the connected parts of the injured person. When the arm was separated from the body, Han Wenqing and the others over there had already started to stop the bleeding.

Zhao Xinyu did not see what Han Wenqing and the others were doing. He began to piece together the broken bones of the injured at such a speed that the group of doctors present and Han Wenqing and the others found it incredible.

As he remembered the knock on the door, Zhao Xinyu looked at Wang

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Director, "Director Wang, someone should have sent the broken bones from the machine. Could you please ask someone to pick them up?"

While Zhao Xinyu was splicing, a nurse came in from the outside with a bag. In the bag was a pair of meat. Zhao Xinyu took it out and poured it out. When he saw the pile of flesh and blood, the professional nurses and doctors had a feeling. A queasy feeling.

"Yuping, find all the broken bones inside and be careful."

As pieces of broken bones were found, even the ones the size of mung beans were placed on the tray. Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath. At this moment, the scalpel turned into a silvery light in his hand, and all the flesh and blood on the broken bones was removed. .

After removing the minced meat, Zhao Xinyu began to piece it together again. Those mung bean-sized bone fragments were almost useless in the eyes of Director Wang and others, but in Zhao Xinyu's hands, these bone fragments returned to their original position.

For nearly an hour, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath, and he began to remove the flesh and blood from the wounded wound. He was fast, but every cut was just right, and he peeled off every meridian.

Director Wang and the others' eyes fell on Zhao Xinyu's spliced ​​broken arm. They saw that the broken arm seemed to have been cut off. Although there were cracks on the selling surface, it seemed to be complete. This made everyone look at Zhao Xinyu's arm again. At this time, their eyes were full of horror.

It's fast and requires almost no thinking. This means that people who have learned a lot of anatomy can do it in just a few hours.

As the breeze blew again, Zhao Xinyu had already connected the severed arm to the broken body of the injured person. In Western medicine, flesh threads were used, but they did not know what method Zhao Xinyu used to connect the broken bones and meridians.

When Zhao Xinyu took out several bottles from his backpack and sprinkled the powder on the bottles onto the wound, a strong breath of life filled the air. Director Wang and the others saw a green mist wrapping the patient's wound.

This process lasted for as long as a stick of incense. When the green mist dissipated, although the patient's wounds were still shocking, some of the missing flesh and blood had been filled in.

Zhao Xinyu looked at Jiang Pengyu who was already standing next to him, "How about the injured person?"

"The brain was injured and there is congestion inside. I have already controlled the congestion. I just need to remove the congestion from the brain and reset the skull."

Zhao Xinyu nodded and looked at Jiang Pengyu, He Yuzhu, Han Wenqing, and Feng Yuping, "Be optimistic about my next technique. I want to help the patient unblock the almost necrotic veins and blood vessels. Don't talk. If you have any questions, let me know later."

"Yuzhu, Pengyu, take out your golden needles, I'll use some."

When the two took out the animal skin bags and opened them, Director Wang and others no longer knew how to describe their feelings. Among the three animal skin bags, Zhao Xinyu's animal skin bag was black, Jiang Pengyu and He Yuzhu's animal skin bags were relatively new, but the golden needles inside were They look almost the same. If there is a slight difference, the gem at the end of Zhao Xinyu's golden needle seems to be larger.