The 32-year-old Xue Lin is at its peak, and his physical, technical and psychological are at its peak. Although he just grabs it casually, he subconsciously surpasses ordinary people in speed and strength. Zhang Shidong easily grabbed his wrist, and Xue Lin's series of reactions were all basic movements.

Clench your fist, shake your arms, grab the opponent's wrist, and strode forward your body and use your shoulder to hit it...

A series of movements had not yet been unfolded, and the severe pain from his wrist made his body stiff. All movements were only unfolded and failed to achieve the effect.

Zhang Shidong's arms were retracted and released, Xue Lin took several steps in a row, and sat on the ground with a fart.

"I think if I say that if the people inside are cured, you need to give me 10 million. Is it easier for you to believe that miracles can happen?"

As a mother, Kong Mei is the one who stands on her son's side, and snorted coldly, and took the information of Liu Haibin, a wounded person in the car accident from Zhao Ya: "The injured person's body is bleeding extensively, and the possibility of falling off the operating table is less than 10%. Now, not only has healed, but his injured leg is also cured. Let's go, son."

No matter what Kong Mei is, no matter what Mr. Xue or Mr. Xue, who dares to question her son, is like touching her string that cannot be touched. Whoever touches her will die. At this time, she does not have the so-called high education and high quality, but only has a strong sense of licking her calf.

Fan Ren Zhou sighed and said to Xue Jianjun: "Jianjun, do you don't know who I am? Can the teacher have other plans now? We have all made the worst plans, can we be worse?"

Cao Tianfang took the medical record handed over by Zhao Ya, which explained in detail the situation before and after the patient's body lesions. He looked at it and basically agreed with the conclusions reached by the hospital. Looking at the changes in the patient after Zhang Shidong's acupuncture, Cao Tianfang was shocked. The time of the operation and the changes after the operation subverted his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. Is it really so magical?

He raised his head and Cao Tianfang said, "If the family agrees, I agree to try it."

Several Chinese medicine doctors who had ridiculed Zhang Shidong before looked at Cao Tianfang with dumbfounded eyes, and wanted to snatch the information in his hands and take a look. What magical thing made him make such an "irresponsible" choice?

"I'll invite him. If he can really cure his grandfather, I'll kneel down to apologize to him." The straightforwardness of the military man retained Xue Lin's body completely and chased him out with great strides.

Xue Jianjun and his younger brothers and sisters looked at each other and felt that their previous reaction was indeed a bit too much. This is a saying by the laity since ancient times.

"Old Zhou, give me a clear idea, how sure are you?"

Fanren Zhou: "If he said he could, he should be sure. If he said he could not, it means he really couldn't. This child would never show off his power. This is the only thing I can confirm with him."

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"Wait a minute."

Xue Lin ran down the stairs and caught up with Zhang Shidong and the other two who were taking the elevator. He bent to the end with a flushed face in front of Zhang Shidong: "If you can save my grandfather, you can ask for whatever request you want. I don't have ten million, but our whole family will lend it to you. If our attitude is not good, I will kneel down and kowtow to you. If it cannot be cured, please help me see it. I don't want my grandfather to be in such pain."

Sincerity, Xue Lin moved Kong Mei and Zhao Ya with the most sincere and heartfelt words.

Zhang Shidong looked at a text message just sent from his phone and knew that everything he did was in her eyes. His ability to enjoy life quietly came from the trust he faced with her, and he handed over his observations to her.

"Old Xue has a great influence, far exceeding his former status in his family."

Obviously, this is an absolutely private message, not about the country or the top management, but a reminder to herself. If she can really save her, this huge favor will definitely receive more rewards in the future.

"Friendship, I haven't seen you for two years, you still underestimate me."

This time, what we welcomed Zhang Shidong was expecting. Whether it was the patient's family or these experts, the family members hoped for success. These experts hoped for both success and failure.

"I don't want to leave videos, but I can allow some people to watch."

Zhang Shidong left a sentence, and with the help of Zhao Ya, he quickly disinfected his hands, put on a mask, and walked into the operating room. He did not need the operating room, but the hospital needed some equipment here to observe the patient's condition at any time.

The elderly are very thin, have severe age spots, have serious crooked mouth and eyes, have no sense of consciousness below the waist, and their arms are not controlled.

Zhang Shidong pretended to put his index finger and middle finger together on the old man's wrist. A stream of true energy entered the old man's body from his body, closed his eyes and felt the imaginary picture brought to him by the flow of true energy.

After a long time, Zhang Shidong bent down and whispered to the old man: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

The old man's crooked eyes, which could not be seen normally, suddenly widened. After Zhang Shidong's several silver needles were inserted into his arm, the uncontrollable trembling stopped. The old man's eyes full of wisdom revealed his trust in Zhang Shidong. After all, only he could sense the existence of true qi. The lower body, which had no feeling, actually gave him some sense of consciousness in the flow of true qi. After so long, he became a doctor after illness. The old man knew what it was possible and what it was useless.

Xue Jianjun, wearing a white coat, and her eldest sister Xue Koiru stood in the distance. Seeing this scene clearly, the brother and sister were so excited that they held hands, conveying the silent excitement from the power of each other's hands.

Zhao Ya is still Zhang Shidong's assistant. What she needs to do is very simple. She wipes Zhang Shidong's sweat and uses a utensil to catch the dark black blood dripping from the silver needle. Cao Tianfang led the two assistants to stand aside. If an accident occurs, they can take over at any time. But when he saw the old man's body that was excited and trembling due to his perception, he gained confidence in the mysterious acupuncture technique belonging to Zhang Shidong.

Zhang Shidong's acupuncture is not magical. At most, it is to recognize the acupuncture points with perfect strength and is used to control enemies far more than cure diseases. The truly magical one is true qi. The mysterious forbidden area in the human body is useless in front of the true qi. It can enter perfectly without errors, pass, clean, block, cut off, and wash away any area that is difficult to perfectly control in modern medical care. With the cooperation of silver needles, the strength of the true qi at the needle is greater, and the effect will be particularly obvious.

The true energy is limited, and the long-term high concentration cannot keep up. Zhang Shidong never thought of becoming a miracle doctor who can help the world know him because his "medical skills" are limited, and good steel can only be used on the blade.

The old man's body is as given by Cao Tianfang and other expert groups. The risk of craniotomy is too great and it may not be completely cured. According to Zhang Shidong's comprehensive observation of the old man's body, if a craniotomy is really done, the old man will not be able to get the operating table.

One hour, two hours...

The psychological changes of people waiting outside the operating room are strange. Generally speaking, the longer the surgery is, the more anxious the family members are, the more afraid the dangers there will be. At this moment, the Xue family's condition is completely opposite. The female family members breathed a sigh of relief and took a break on the chair next to them. It has not ended for such a long time, which proves that the treatment of the "miracle doctor" is effective.

“Hu…hu…”

In the operating room, which was so quiet that even if you could hear a needle, a snoring sounded. Mr. Xue on the operating table was sleeping sounded relaxedly, announcing the end of Zhang Shidong's treatment.

"God, what a fucking God!"
Chapter completed!