"Using eyes to see... of course, for the specific situation, I need to check the pulse first," Fang Yu said very seriously.
Checking the pulse?
Xu Zhaopei was taken aback.
While she was still in a daze, Fang Yu had already approached the patient.
Everyone stared, wanting to stop him, but it was already too late.
Director Du intended to order him to stop immediately... but upon reflection, since the patient was beyond saving anyway, it might be convenient to have this greenhorn take the blame. Thus, he simply watched coldly and gave no orders to expel Fang Yu.
"We can't delay any longer, the patient needs immediate treatment; her injuries are very severe. A blood clot left inside her from a previous operation, coupled with a rapidly re-bleeding wound, requires urgent hemostasis!"
Facing the patient nearing death, Xu Zhaopei was also anxious. After hearing Fang Yu's words, she was shocked because his assessment matched exactly with what she had determined using advanced medical equipment!
Could it be...
Is he really a Divine Doctor as he claims to be?
Hope rekindled in Xu Zhaopei's eyes. As long as the person is alive, they must be saved—this is her medical principle.
However...
To Director Du, these words sounded like a joke. He had diagnosed the patient himself and knew the situation best. Such a condition was absolutely incurable.
Xu Zhaopei's eyes flickered intensely as she asked, almost instinctively:
"How will you treat her?"
"Golden Needle Technique. I will prescribe a regimen to gradually adjust her condition," Fang Yu replied with a faint smile.
"Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Director Du scoffed.
After all this time, it turns out to be traditional Chinese medicine. In this era, traditional Chinese medicine is declining. Yet, someone still uses it to treat such a patient; has their brain gone awry?
"Have you been reading too many novels? Still Golden Needle Technique and prescribing remedies, ridiculous!"
"I don't know what Doctor Xu is thinking, bringing a person like this in! What kind of newcomer does this?"
"He must be insane! Just look at what he's dressed in; he's not meticulous at all."
"Today's his end. If anything happens to the patient, I want to see what he'll do!"
At the same time.
Outside the operating room, many nurses and doctors had gathered.
"Did you hear about the newbie who barged into the operating room?"
"Exactly, Director Du was performing surgery, and he just barged in like that; minor is the dismissal, compensation is the major issue."
"He's just showing off blindly. But Director Du really got lucky; someone else will take the blame for this surgery."
"..."
Whether inside the operating room or outside, everyone was condemning Fang Yu's audacity and ignorance.
Only Xu Zhaopei, one female doctor, blinked her clear eyes, staring at Fang Yu in bewilderment and surprise. She just wanted to know how Fang Yu knew the female patient's physical condition. Also, his proposed treatment matched the initial prediction of Director Du—the only difference was—Fang Yu was using golden needles!
"Beauty, although I'm handsome, don't keep staring at me, help me with this!"
Fang Yu suddenly took off the package from his shoulder, pulled out a purple cloth bag, and then stuffed the cloth bag into Xu Zhaopei's arms.
Even with Xu Zhaopei's breadth of experience, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Fang Yu opened the purple cloth bag...
Xu Zhaopei turned her head and saw, embedded in the purple cloth, several slender golden needles, causing her surprise.
Other doctors in the operating room, including Director Du, looked sidelong.
"Is this a golden needle?"
"Gold-plated, perhaps."
"This guy is addicted to acting; where did he escape from a mental hospital, and he even takes the Golden Needle Technique seriously. He is really dedicated; to support the act, he even prepared all the props."
"Fang Yu, it's a pity you're not in the film industry; on TV, you would definitely become a revered Divine Doctor! Hahaha..."
The crowd burst into laughter.
But it was all cold, mocking sneering.
Fang Yu remained composed, his expression serene, pulling out a golden needle from the purple bag and said softly, "Watch closely..."
Xu Zhaopei indeed was staring intently at Fang Yu's hand holding the golden needle.
Suddenly—
His hand left a trail in the air.
"Golden Needle Technique!"
In a trance, Xu Zhaopei thought she saw a faint golden light emitted from the tip of the golden needle—to see more clearly, she quickly rubbed her eyes, only to find the golden needle had already been inserted into the patient's acupuncture point.
Fang Yu did not stop his movements; raising his hand again, he drew another golden needle from the purple cloth bag in front of Xu Zhaopei, inhaling deeply, excluding all distractions, and holding the golden needle between his index finger and thumb...
Puh—
Another trail in the air.
The golden needle was inserted.
Two continuous needles, no improvement to be seen.
It seems this patient's injuries are quite severe...
Fine, you're lucky. The Inner Essence of the Nine Transformation Divine Dragon Technique's Third Layer should be enough.
Raising his hand, he grasped the tail of the Golden Needle.
"Twist Needle Technique?" Xu Zhaopei exclaimed in shock, having read about acupuncture and the Twist Needle Technique in medical texts in her spare time, yet she had never witnessed it in person.
A moment later.
Beep beep!
Beep beep beep!
The numbers on the instruments miraculously started rising towards normal.
Everyone incredulously stared at the patient on the operating table.
The previously pale and ghastly skin suddenly regained some color!
The room fell silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
The sound from the instruments was clear yet piercing.
"How is this possible?!" Director Du furrowed his brows, his face full of disbelief.
Xu Zhaopei was even more astonished, looking back at Fang Yu… not realizing when his cheeks had started showing traces of sweat…
She hadn't expected that this seemingly unremarkable young man who appeared abruptly, dressed in shabby clothes and boasting arrogantly, would actually possess medical skills!
Moreover, his medical skills appeared to be extraordinary!
She and Director Du knew very well about this patient's condition. After admission, the patient had been placed in the ICU and they tried every possible treatment, eventually settling on this medical plan. This patient who even Director Du and herself couldn't stabilize, was stabilized by Fang Yu in a blink – this was a miracle!
Yet at this time—
Director Du's discordant voice sounded:
"So, you do know a bit about traditional Chinese medicine... Sadly, it's too little too late. No matter how skilled you are, you can't change the fact she's hemorrhaging."
This patient's blood type was already rare, and the hospital's blood bank was in a crisis, compounded by excessive blood loss. Otherwise, Director Du wouldn't have given up so early!
"Mediocre doctors always look for excuses… Who says you can't cure without blood?" Fang Yu retorted sarcastically.
"You—"
Director Du was lividly red in the face.
But Xu Zhaopei didn't think so, the acupuncture treatment had completely changed her impression of Fang Yu; if he could stabilize the patient's condition, he must have other methods!
"Can she be saved or not?" Xu Zhaopei asked anxiously.
Fang Yu turned his head, glanced at Xu Zhaopei with a confident smile, and slowly withdrew his hand.
"Two points: First, with me here, she will definitely live; second, this is not the Twist Needle Technique, this is the Taiyin Needle Technique."
Hearing this, Xu Zhaopei was both joyful and confused. Joyful that the patient could be saved, confused about what the Taiyin Needle Technique was, having never heard of it, and considering his self-satisfied demeanor, it might just be a fabrication.
"Her condition has temporarily stabilized. I'll write out the follow-up treatment plan."
...
Outside the operating room.
Hospital Dean Wu Cunzhong, upon hearing the news, arrived anxiously. Hua Da Hospital in Jiangzhou is renowned, and cannot afford a failed surgery. So, he came over immediately.
Upon seeing two doctors at the entrance, he promptly asked, "How is the surgery going?"
"Dean… the surgery… doesn't look very promising."
"Isn't Xu in there? What, she couldn't make it?"
"Doctor Xu did go in… but someone else went with her, without even changing clothes, claiming to use Golden Needles to save the patient!"
Hearing this, Wu Cunzhong's face changed drastically.
"That's ridiculous! Complete nonsense! Both Xu and Director Du couldn't handle the surgery, what is this newcomer meddling in!"
Just as Dean Wu was getting angry, three young men appeared at the end of the hallway, the leader with shiny hair and a gold necklace, looking powerful and imposing.
"Dean Wu!"
Wu Cunzhong immediately softened his attitude, not daring to be neglectful.
"Master Xiao…"
Master Xiao's arrival immediately tensed the atmosphere; they all knew his identity wasn't simple, and his relationship with the patient in the operating room was extraordinarily special!
The young man known as Master Xiao, with shiny hair, approached Dean Wu and glared, "I heard from my underling who's been waiting here that some reckless guy barged into the operating room? I warn you, if anything goes wrong with the person inside, I'm tearing down your hospital!"
Wu Cunzhong's face went ashen, regretting letting Fang Yu in. What a misfortune rather than a blessing, if that old Master Fang was a disaster eight years ago, how could his disciple be any good? Sigh—
"Master Xiao, please listen to my explanation, that Fang Yu, he's also a doctor…"
"What doctor?"
"He's apparently… a practitioner of Chinese medicine!" another doctor chimed in.
"Damn it, a Chinese medicine doctor in the operating room? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Dean Wu was rendered speechless.
"Master Xiao, it's not the dean's fault! Blame that Fang Yu, if not for his interference, the surgery wouldn't have failed so easily!" another doctor said.
Xiao Ting red in the face, gritted his teeth, and kicked towards the door of the operating room.