For 100 million, I became a licker of the sickly female president

After this injection, Lu Ye was actually very nervous.

Success or failure depends on this one move.

The entire ward fell silent. Jiang Zhiwan and Shen Qiuxue also walked into the ward to observe Lu Xiaotong's condition.

After about a breath of time, a ray of light flashed on the golden needle at an extremely fast speed.

Even Lu Ye, who had been paying attention to the golden needle, could not see the light clearly and was not sure what it was.

"Teacher, this?" Wang Juan glanced at Lu Ye, then turned her gaze to Mr. Yu beside her and asked.

Old Yu shook his head, sighed, and said, "Since he can't be saved, if the family wants to try superstition, let them try."

As he spoke, Mr. Yu waved his hand and said, "Please remove all the equipment."

"Boss Jiang, we tried our best."

"Yeah, we didn't expect the little girl's situation to be so tricky."

"I never thought that even after retirement, I would still have to watch patients lose their lives in my hands."

"Ah~"

Several experts shook their heads at Jiang Zhiwan and sighed.

"Thank you for your hard work." Shen Qiuxue took out the red envelope that she had prepared long ago and spoke.

Several experts shook their heads and said, "We can't accept these."

They were still feeling ashamed for not being able to save Lu Xiaotong, so naturally they would not accept the reward that Jiang Zhiwan had prepared.

Jiang Zhiwan ignored these experts and looked at Chen Guoguo and asked, "Is there any hope?"

In fact, Jiang Zhiwan knew very well that the main reason why Lu Ye signed the labor contract with her was because of Lu Xiaotong.

If it weren't for Lu Xiaotong, Lu Ye wouldn't mind going to jail.

She knew how important Lu Xiaotong was to Lu Ye, so she asked Chen Guoguo, who was most likely to know the treatment method.

I don’t know when it started, but Lu Ye’s position in Jiang Zhiwan’s heart began to become more and more important.

Maybe it was the first time he kissed Jiang Zhiwan twice at a dinner party, or maybe it was the forced kiss at Buckingham Palace, and then the French kiss today.

If anyone else did these things, they would have become the excrement of a shark in the ocean long ago.

Several experts also looked at Chen Guoguo and said, "Old Yu's disciple's grandson? Old Yu can't do anything, so is there anything his disciple can do?"

Chen Guoguo lowered her head, but her tone was very certain, "I am sure that this patient has amnesia."

“Asomatic disorder?” Several experts murmured, and suddenly realized, “I remember that this seemed to be a disease that only a few traditional Chinese medicine families knew how to treat.”

"I remember that you come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?" Wang Juan asked in surprise, "What exactly is amnesia?"

When they heard that Chen Guoguo came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, the experts looked at Chen Guoguo differently.

You should know that there are great differences between traditional Chinese medicine and modern medicine in medical concepts and treatment methods.

In many cases, traditional Chinese medicine is superior to modern medicine.

But it is undeniable that too many pseudo-traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have ruined the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine.

Even so, those traditional Chinese medicine families still lead the way in the medical field.

Chen Guoguo raised her head slightly, with a more confident look in her eyes. "From the pulse I felt for the patient before, combined with the patient's condition, there is no other disease that can correspond to this disease except amnesia."

Then, Chen Guoguo described the symptoms of amnesia again.

But after she finished speaking, Chen Guoguo's confidence disappeared again, and her voice was choked with sobs, "But knowing that it is amnesia is useless. I am not well-trained and cannot save the patient."

Old Yu gently patted Chen Guoguo's shoulder and consoled her, "When I first saw a patient's life slipping away in front of my eyes, I felt the same as you, but human power is limited, and we must eventually learn to face it."

"Yes, we all grew up in this situation."

"If you realize that you are not good enough in your studies, then you should work harder."

Several experts also comforted Chen Guoguo one by one.

In the eyes of these experts, Lu Xiaotong's death was a foregone conclusion, and Lu Ye just couldn't accept it, so he used a golden needle to prick the Shenting acupoint.

However, Lu Ye, who was standing beside Lu Xiaotong, just stood there, staring at the soul-guiding golden needle on Lu Xiaotong's Shenting acupoint.

After listening to the conversation between Chen Guoguo and several experts, Jiang Zhiwan walked to Lu Ye, opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhiwan didn't know what to say.

Jiang Zhiwan doesn't know how to comfort others.

"Go and issue the death notice." Old Yu glanced at Lu Ye, shook his head, and said to Wang Juan.

Wang Juan responded and went to do it.

At this moment, the soul-guiding golden needle on Lu Xiaotong's Shenting acupoint trembled slightly, and at the same time, an instrument next to it that was not powered off made a "beep" sound.

"The heartbeat is back!"

The first person to discover it was Shen Qiuxue, and her voice was filled with surprise and astonishment.

Next, the experts and Chen Guoguo all had expressions of disbelief as they watched Lu Xiaotong's heartbeat slowly recover.

Almost at the same time, Lu Xiaotong began to breathe heavily, as if he was short of oxygen.

"Quick, ventilator, quick!" Mr. Yu reacted immediately. No matter how the patient survived, he had to save him first.

Wang Juan acted quickly and immediately provided Lu Xiaotong with the corresponding equipment.

Lu Ye at the side finally showed a relaxed expression and murmured softly, "It's okay, Xiaotong."

Only after Lu Xiaotong's condition had completely stabilized did the others breathe a sigh of relief.

Several experts then looked at Lu Ye and asked, "Are you a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?"

However, several experts did not find anyone with the surname Lu among the known traditional Chinese medicine families, so their tone was filled with uncertainty.

Seeing that Lu Xiaotong's vital signs had recovered and her face had become much rosier, Lu Ye finally felt relieved and bowed to the experts to apologize, "I'm sorry, everyone. I was too aggressive just now. I also want to thank you for your dedication and efforts in saving my sister."

Yu Lao waved his hand and said with a smile, "It is the doctor's duty to save the dying and the wounded. I am very curious, how can you treat amnesia?"

"This..." Lu Ye didn't know how to answer for a moment. No one would believe him if he said he had a system.

As if she had noticed Lu Ye's embarrassment, Jiang Zhiwan took a step forward and said in a cold tone, "The dog I raise is a little special. Is it strange?"

As he spoke, Jiang Zhiwan glanced at the experts.

After hearing what Jiang Zhiwan said, several experts didn't dare to ask any more questions. After all, Jiang Zhiwan meant for them to shut up.

Lu Ye twitched his mouth. Fortunately, Lu Xiaotong didn't wake up, otherwise if she knew that her brother was working as a dog for the beautiful president.

Don't dare to think. Don't dare to think.