41: C41 Who Gave You the Face to Brag

C41 Who Gave You the Face to Brag

Lu Xiangyang looked at the girl's pants and didn't make things difficult for her for long. He continued to treat her in the next moment.

He gently cut the scissors in his hand and opened a hole in his pants. For a moment, the wound that was pierced through by the iron sheet was completely reflected in Lu Xiangyang's eyes.

Lu Xiangyang knew that this wound must have been caused by a car accident. This iron sheet came from the car door.

As the wound was now completely exposed, one could see the blood flowing out from the wound like spring water.

Su Zhicheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the woman's beautiful leg. He looked at Lu Xiangyang and smiled cruelly. "Kid, you have two difficult problems that you can't solve. Firstly, the girl has fallen unconscious. Can you wake her up? Secondly, the girl's wound was bleeding heavily. There was no way for her to stop the bleeding. If this continues, she'll die in less than a minute."

After saying that, he chuckled and took out his phone to turn on the recording function. He aimed at Lu Xiangyang and started recording. If Lu Xiangyang really tortured this woman to death... This was the evidence. Lu Xiangyang had to take full responsibility and go to jail.

Lu Xiangyang ignored him. His expression was very calm.

He reached out and took out a roll of cloth from his pocket. The cloth was slowly unfolded and there were dense silver needles on it.

Back then, Lu Xiangyang had followed the old man to learn TCM, so he was going to use silver needles to perform acupuncture.

Su Zhicheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Was this person really stupid? The wounded were already in danger, and he even took out a pair of broken silver needles. He didn't really expect that he could stop the bleeding after injecting a few needles into the wounded person's body. The wounded man should be able to wake up, right?

He was a great doctor in western medicine. The thing he looked down on the most was traditional medicine. In his opinion, traditional medicine could only be treated a little. Massage, massage, and acupuncture could only treat minor illnesses that did not hurt or itch.

While Su Zhicheng was not optimistic about the situation, Lu Xiangyang took out a silver needle that was five centimeters long. He inserted it into the two-inch part of the wound and then took out a silver needle that was seven centimeters long. He inserted it three inches above the left side of the wound and followed. He took out another silver needle that was ten centimeters long and inserted it five inches above the right side of the wound...

Just like that, Lu Xiangyang continuously inserted silver needles all around the wound.

Suddenly, Su Zhicheng's body trembled heavily. His eyes were filled with horror. At this moment, he suddenly saw that the bleeding wound that was still bleeding a second ago suddenly stopped bleeding.

"What the hell? What's going on?" Su Zhicheng's hand trembled. The phone in his hand almost fell to the ground. He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He suspected that he was dreaming.

But the fact was that Lu Xiangyang had indeed stopped the bleeding on the woman's leg.

"Uh... This, this, how is this possible?" Su Zhicheng was dumbfounded, and his heart was in turmoil.

According to the medical skills he had mastered, if he wanted to stop the bleeding, he could only rely on the Blood Coagulation Enzyme. But this girl's wound was too big, and too much blood was flowing out. As long as the Blood Coagulation Enzyme was placed on the wound, it would be washed away by the blood. Therefore, the Blood Coagulation Enzyme had no effect on bleeding control.

Even in the hospital, one had to rely on bleeding control equipment to stop the bleeding. Moreover, one had to deliver blood that matched the patient's condition at the first possible moment in order to achieve the goal of treatment.

Su Zhicheng found it hard to understand how Lu Xiangyang managed to stop the bleeding by inserting a few silver needles.

Of course, he did not know that the densely packed silver needles that Lu Xiangyang inserted into the blood vessels around the wound were all inserted into the blood vessels around the wound. Under the stimulation of a specific method, the membrane in the blood vessels closed, and the blood naturally could not flow anymore.

As everyone knew, the blood vessels were not an unimpeded channel. There were countless diaphragms in the blood vessels. Only when the membrane opened could the blood flow. Once the membranes were closed, the blood would be completely blocked.

Lu Xiangyang, who was well-versed in this, could easily stop the bleeding.

Ignoring Su Zhicheng's shock, Lu Xiangyang reached out his hand and pulled out the iron sheet that had pierced through the woman's leg. Because the blood had been completely stopped, the next step was to suture the wound.

Su Zhicheng was stunned again. The speed at which Lu Xiangyang sutured the wound could be described as using flying needles.

It was fine if he was fast, but the stitch on the wound was neat and tidy, as if it had been sewn by a machine.

Su Zhicheng was very frustrated. He had graduated from a famous medical school, and he had studied abroad. Now, he had been crushed by Lu Xiangyang in a matter of minutes.

After treating the wound on his leg, Lu Xiangyang started to treat the wound on his head.

The wound on his head was only a small impact, and it had already formed a scab on its own. There was no more bleeding.

Lu Xiangyang took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and applied some medicinal powder on the wound.

At this moment, all the wounds on the woman's body had been treated. Lu Xiangyang was about to wake her up.1

Of course, this awakening was not a real awakening. It was to keep her breathing normal.

With the current condition of the woman's body, it was impossible to truly wake her up. She could only keep her breathing and maintain her organs from being damaged.

Lu Xiangyang raised his hand and pressed it on the woman's chest, starting to do chest compression.

Of course, this type of chest compressions was not a traditional type of chest compressions. It contained an extremely profound technique.

Su Zhicheng, who was watching from the side, was envious. While Lu Xiangyang was doing chest compressions for the woman, he would bump into her restricted area from time to time.

To be honest, this girl was also a rare beauty. She was not inferior to Zhao Ruyan at all.

While Lu Xiangyang was squeezing the woman's chest, he was also probing the woman's breathing.

One minute later, Lu Xiangyang slowed down the frequency of the squeezing. Under his finger perception, the woman had already recovered her weak breathing.

For a moment, the frequency of Lu Xiangyang squeezing started to change at a fast and slow pace.

Under this state, another minute passed. Although the woman's breathing was still weak, it had gradually stabilized.

Lu Xiangyang sighed in his heart. He carried too few medical tools with him, so he could only complete simple emergency treatment. If this woman wanted to completely escape danger, she still had to go to the hospital.

Hu!

Lu Xiangyang let out a long sigh of relief and began to tidy up his silver needles. He was ready to let the people outside come in and take away their young miss and send her to the hospital.

What?!

Was she out of danger?

Su Zhicheng was confused. He quickly walked to the woman's side and started to check her breathing.

After a while, he was so shocked that he could not speak.

Lu Xiangyang had just inserted a few silver needles into the woman's body. This effect was comparable to several experts working together to treat her.

However, his shock did not last long. Very soon, an extremely sinister idea emerged in his heart.

He took two steps forward and arrived in front of the clinic. He opened the door. He said to the people outside, "After my rescue, your Miss has escaped critical condition. Hurry up and come in. Send her to the hospital for treatment. "

When he said this, he especially emphasized the word 'I', emphasizing that he was the one who completed the emergency treatment this time.

There was no doubt about it. He shamelessly snatched all the credit from Lu Xiangyang.

"What? He's out of danger?" Zhao Dahai and Zhao Ruyan looked at each other. They were both doctors, and they knew how serious a woman's injuries were. What kind of brilliant medical skill was needed to make her out of danger?

"Haha, Zhicheng, you are indeed a medical genius. You have studied abroad. Your medical skills are probably comparable to an expert." In the next moment, Zhao Dahai laughed loudly. His face was filled with gratification and firmness. He wanted to marry his daughter to Su Zhicheng.

Zhao Ruyan's eyes sparkled with a little peach heart and her face was full of admiration. Her senior brother had probably created a medical miracle.

Under such simple conditions in the clinic, he was able to complete such a difficult first aid.

The dozen or so men did not hesitate and rushed into the clinic. They carried their young lady and put her in a Mercedes-Benz commercial car outside and hurriedly left.

At this moment, Lu Xiangyang walked out of the clinic. He looked at Su Zhicheng and said coldly, "Who gave you the face to brag here?"

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