257: C257 Let Me

C257 Let Me

Dean Chen was doing his best to help the patient recover his breath. Although it was useless, it was still useful.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh. At this moment, Dean Chen was holding his hands and kept slapping the back and ribs of the patient, forming a weak resonance. This method was indeed able to disperse the bruises.

However, although Dean Chen knew about this technique, he didn't have enough strength. Furthermore, he didn't know how to control the power in detail. It was clear that it only had a little effect.

At this moment, Dean Chen was shocked, seeing Lin Yuan rush in, his face turned full of anger. At this time, rushing in would cause a huge commotion and if you told someone to do it, it would be a change of heart. After all, it's a good intention.

"Chasing this stinking brat out is simply nonsense!"

The chief physician was also stunned. Who knew that Lin Yuan would barge in?

Instead, he smiled and forcefully pushed the chief physician to a chair to the side. In an instant, he tore a strip of cloth from the white coat and tied the doctor to a chair, preventing him from moving at all.

Dean Chen was shocked when he saw Lin Yuan's smooth and natural actions. Could this be a f * cking rival or a sworn enemy? Why does it look so similar to a kidnapper?

"Dean Chen, you're already so old, don't force me to do it. I just got the consent of the patient's family, so I'm here to treat the patient, not to mention you're already powerless. Once you get on the operating table, there's a 1% chance."

Lin Yuan's face also became serious. As he spoke, he came to the patient's side, bent down, and used the exact same method of slapping the patient.

However, his movements were much faster than Dean Chen's. The banging sound was also very rhythmic, and one could clearly hear the resonance that came from the inside when his palm bent.

Seeing the scene in front of his eyes, Dean Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. He stared at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

"This!"

After Lin Yuan slapped a few times, the old man actually opened his mouth and some pale yellow liquid flowed out. After Lin Yuan slapped a few times, the old man actually opened his mouth and some pale yellow liquid flowed out from his mouth.

He only felt that Lin Yuan was messing around, but how could he not understand that this young man was really secretive. The massage method just now was known by the doctors all over the country, and even the family members of patients with elderly families understood it.

However, it was different when used by different people. Different positions and different forces could have different effects. He had really never seen something like this before. He had only seen it once before and it was only a few decades ago.

However, the last person he saw a few decades ago was an authoritative figure of the National Health Administration. Furthermore, he was the descendant of a traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) family.

At this time, Lin Yuan was finally relieved. Fortunately, he managed to get a portion of the blockages out, but at this moment, he was not out of danger. He felt a headache and looked around but didn't find any acupuncture needles.

"Help me disinfect it!"

Lin Yuan ordered indifferently as he massaged and suppressed the patient's condition.

Dean Chen immediately came back to his senses and didn't say anything else. He stood to the side with a serious face and reached out to take the needles that Lin Yuan had indicated to him to disinfect them. By the side, the chief physician was already dumbfounded. He felt as though everything before his eyes was just an illusion. Even if word were to spread, no one would believe it if a renowned expert from the country were to be the assistant of a youngster.

Taking the poisoned silver needle, Lin Yuan ripped the patient's clothes apart, but he found that the patient was actually skinny.

"This patient has already been sent to the hospital for nearly a month. He can only be fed through transfusion, so he's very thin and weak. Don't think too much about it."

After all, Gui Mao was still very filial and filial. It was impossible for Zhiqiang to fake his sadness outside, he was just a little headache, he was too thin and weak. Using this kind of unprofessional thing to carry out acupuncture was very troublesome.

Fortunately, he had experienced this kind of situation before. After all, he couldn't find an invisible body at any time in a life or death situation. He also had some experience in using other things to stimulate his acupuncture.

If it was those students from the same department, they would not be able to compare to him. After all, he had a lot of practical experience.

He used both hands to hold one of the needles and slowly stabbed it into the patient's chest. Then, he picked up the other two and forcefully stabbed it down from the left and right.

These locations were all very dangerous. Even if he didn't understand Chinese medicine, he knew that according to the structure of the human body, these were all important organs that were rubbed off the side of the body. The one that missed was the heart, and the other was the lungs.

If there was even the slightest bit of cheapness, it would have caused a huge accident. Would an ordinary person really dare to do such a thing?

However, now that things had come to this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and brace himself. At least this old man's condition was better than before, but he still managed to barely make some breathing sounds.

At this time, Lin Yuan raised his hand into a fist and punched towards the back of the old man. Everyone else couldn't help but scream, "Are you f * cking going to kill someone?"1

However, just as he was about to come into contact with the old man's back, his speed suddenly changed, and he stopped just in time, not even making a sound. However, at this time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and spat out an extremely viscous liquid.

Only then did Lin Yuan heave a sigh of relief. He slowly removed the three needles and made the old man lie down on his side on the bed. His body quietly continued with the massage, and the fuck happened again one by one.

By this time, the old man had already returned to his normal state, and all the vital signs in his body had also returned to a stable state.

This hair-raising scene might have seemed short, but it was actually only for a few seconds. The situation that originally made people helpless was actually saved by Lin Yuan. Not to mention Gui Mao kneeling on the ground in tears and excitement, even Bai Shuang's eyes lit up. This was her man.

Lin Yuan let out a sigh of relief and laid the old man on the bed again. At this time, the old man had woken up. He looked at Lin Yuan with gratitude and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"You should save your energy to rest properly. Your daughter is about to faint from fright outside. You should cooperate with the doctor's treatment and try your best to recover as quickly as possible."

After saying that, Lin Yuan turned around and left indifferently. At this time, Dean Chen rushed out of the country with his life on the line. This young man was definitely an expert, especially when he was trying to save someone.

Could it be the descendant of a master in traditional Chinese medicine?

Thinking of this, a light flashed across his mind as he looked at Lin Yuan's back.

"Little brother, what's your name? Is his name Lin Yuan? "

Lin Yuan couldn't help but be shocked. How did this Dean Chen know? They had never met.

"It seems that my guess was not wrong, you are indeed Qing Hu's successor, you are indeed worthy of your reputation. Before, I did not have the time to come back from abroad, so no one took part in your lecture." It seems that I did not guess wrong, you are Qing Hu's successor, and you are indeed worthy of your reputation.

Lin Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

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