In the bathroom, Su Li's pretty face was red. She didn't know whether it was because the water temperature was inappropriate or because she was embarrassed about what had just happened.
As a top student who was admitted to the Medical University with almost full marks, Su Li knew that her illness was not simple, but Wang Ye just massaged her a few times and relieved her symptoms. This massage technique was really miraculous.
After trying hard to recall Wang Ye's techniques in his mind, Su Li's heart began to beat wildly.
"Seven Mysterious Massage Techniques! One of the seven sage-level methods of pushing acupoints and relaxing pulses!"
Zuli comes from a medical family. Under the influence of his family since he was a child, he is well-read and his knowledge of medicine exceeds that of many old doctors.
In her opinion, the medical skills at the master level can only be mastered by miracle doctors at the Chinese medical level!
"Could it be that the lecherous Wang Ye is actually a miracle doctor at the level of a national doctor?"
Driven by strong curiosity, after hesitating for a long time, Su Li came to the living room, lowered his head and looked at Wang Ye shyly.
"Wang Ye, what you just used was the Qixuan massage method?"
When Wang Ye heard this, his face was filled with big question marks.
"Qixuan massage method? What is that?"
"Oh, are you talking about the massage technique I gave you just now? That's an ordinary technique, usually used for massaging the feet of senior sisters."
Su Li frowned slightly when he heard this, Senior Sister? Press your feet? Is he kidding?
But seeing Wang Ye being serious, Su Li seemed to realize something.
"It must be the request of his master that he is not allowed to reveal what he has learned. It is no wonder that many outsiders have very strange tempers and rules. Since he is unwilling to tell, I can't force him to do anything."
But what Wang Ye said next shocked Su Li.
"If you want to learn the massage technique, I can teach you it. This technique is quite simple, and I think you can learn it quickly."
Simple? Can you learn it quickly?
Su Li, who has experienced it personally, knows that although the massage just lasted only a few minutes, Wang Ye not only found the acupoints accurately every time, but also massaged each acupoint no less than a thousand times.
And each acupuncture point seems to follow a certain rule and order. He calls it simple? Can you learn it quickly?
Moreover, he was willing to teach me this master-level massage technique without hesitation? I, the person who met him by chance?
Looking at Wang Ye with a sincere face, Su Li's pretty face turned red with embarrassment when she thought that she had slapped him just now.
"I...I'm not qualified to study yet. You have a good rest, I'm going to bed."
After Su Li finished speaking, he turned around and ran into the room, leaving behind a confused Wang Ye.
"A simple massage technique, what qualifications do you need? Hey, no wonder Master said that women's hearts are numb."
Wang Ye muttered to himself, and then thought that Su Li's illness was only temporarily relieved, but not cured.
But now, Wang Ye can't continue the treatment. After all, it requires careful massage. How can a girl be so embarrassed? And this kind of disease should be treated casually in the hospital.
"Miss Su, you'd better go to the hospital for proper treatment for your illness! Otherwise, your life may be in danger over time." Wang Ye reminded loudly towards Su Li's room.
"I know." Su Li responded.
Early the next morning, after Wang Ye got up, he originally wanted to ask Su Li to go to the hospital with him. Anyway, he happened to be going to the hospital to meet his second senior sister.
But when he went to find Su Li, he found that Su Li had already gone out.
So Wang Ye had no choice but to go out by himself and go to Nebula City No. 1 Hospital.
Wang Ye heard from the second senior sister before that she was in the Department of Internal Medicine. So, Wang Ye went directly to the Department of Internal Medicine.
However, the senior sister's phone number could not be reached now. Wang Ye thought that she might be busy, so he waited quietly on the bench in the corridor.
The expert consultation room of the Internal Medicine Group was just diagonally opposite Wang Ye. The door was open, Wang Ye looked and found that Su Li was right inside.
Next to Su Li, there was a young male doctor who was diligently giving her water.
"Sister Su Li, don't worry, I will definitely cure your disease! After getting the pulmonary angiogram later, my instructor will personally diagnose and treat you."
Facing the male doctor's flattery, Su Li's reaction was very dull.
"Liu Zengyang, go and do your own business! I will talk to Professor Yang myself."
"Hey, junior sister, the senior cares about you! I have turned down so many important consultations just to treat you. How can I leave?" Liu Zengyang said very exaggeratedly.
Although he is the deputy chief physician of the internal medicine team, he only relies on his family background, so he does not actually have many so-called important consultations.
"As a doctor, your work is your top priority and you can't delay it just for me."
"No, no, no, for your sake as a junior, how can it be considered a delay?"
Wang Ye was listening outside and had already heard that this Liu Zengyang must be an admirer of Su Li. If he got this opportunity, he would definitely not let it go.
At this time, a professor with gray hair and reading glasses walked into the consultation room holding an X-ray photo.
"Are you Su Li?"
After the professor entered the door, he looked at Su Li solemnly.
"Yes, Professor Yang, how is my situation?"
Professor Yang took a deep breath and motioned for Su Li to sit down first.
Then he looked at the film with a heavy expression on his face, "Su Li, you are an honors student in medical school. From this film, you must have seen some problems. Pulmonary circulation is very bad. Many blood vessels are blocked, and large areas of lung lobes are dysfunctional.
Degeneration is very difficult to treat.”
Hearing this result, Su Li's face solidified. She was in the Mood for Love. If she encountered such a serious illness, wouldn't her life be over?
"Sister, don't worry, I will do my best to treat you. I will invite the best experts in the world to consult you." Liu Zengyang comforted you.
But Su Li ignored him at all. As a medical student, she already knew what her situation was.
She has also heard of such cases. Once the condition worsens, she may have to rely on artificial lungs to breathe for the rest of her life.
Professor Yang couldn't bear to see Su Li's sad face, "Su Li, don't be sad first. I will communicate with other professors as soon as possible to discuss the treatment plan. If a suitable donor can be found for lung lobe transplantation,
There is still hope.”
Lobe transplant?
Wang Ye listened outside the door and was shocked.
How can Su Li's condition be so serious? As long as he continues to receive massage therapy and then prepares a few traditional Chinese medicines to clear the lungs and invigorate qi, he will be able to recover quickly.
"Professor Yang, if the lung lobe transplantation fails or a suitable donor cannot be found, how long can I live?" Su Li asked with tears in her eyes.
She went to see a doctor without telling her family, and now she didn't know how to tell them about this situation.
"Su Li, don't ask these questions first. Try your best to treat me first! Have you notified your family?"
"Yes, junior sister, don't worry, the senior will definitely think of a way to save you." Liu Zengyang also comforted, but all he wanted was to get Su Li.
As for her illness, it doesn't matter whether it can be cured or not. If it can't be cured, it will still take a few months.
Wang Ye felt very sympathetic when he saw Su Li being so sad. He knew best the feeling of being tortured by disease.
So he got up and walked into the consulting room.
"Miss Su Li, your situation is not as dangerous as they said. As long as you treat it the same way I gave you last night, and then use traditional Chinese medicine to nurse it back to health, you will be able to recover quickly." Wang Ye said seriously.
When Su Li saw Wang Ye who suddenly appeared, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.
Wang Ye brought her too many surprises last night. If Wang Ye said so, then she would definitely be saved!
No, why did Wang Ye show up in the hospital? Could it be that he was worried about himself, so he followed him secretly? Su Li was suddenly extremely moved. She should have been bolder last night and went to him directly for treatment.
It is so stupid to come to the hospital to listen to the nonsense of these quack doctors without using such a miracle doctor who protects him!
"Nonsense! Who are you? Who asked you to come in? A serious illness that requires lung transplant surgery can be cured by taking a few pairs of Chinese medicines in your mouth? Stop bragging here." Liu Zengyang immediately scolded him with a cold face.
"This serious disease can be easily treated? Young man, are you mocking me for not knowing medical skills?" Professor Yang looked unhappy.
I am the first professor of internal medicine in the hospital and a nationally renowned internal medicine expert, but I am actually questioned by a young man?
"Professor Yang, Wang Ye used Qixuan Massage to massage me yesterday, and my symptoms were indeed relieved a lot."
Su Li explained to Wang Ye that in her mind, Wang Ye was that worldly master with a somewhat weird temper, and he definitely didn't bother to talk so much to others.
"Seven Mysterious Massage Methods?" Professor Yang's expression changed drastically when he heard this. Although he is a Western medicine doctor, he is famous for this massage method.
But Liu Zengyang, who was ignorant and unskilled, didn't know how powerful Qixuan Massage was, so he sneered at it, not forgetting his disdain for Wang Ye.
"Su Li, what you said is true?" Professor Yang ignored Liu Zengyang's wild words and asked Su Li for confirmation.
Su Li nodded and looked at Wang Ye.
Wang Ye ignored the three people. At this time, he closed his eyes slightly and rehearsed treating Su Li in his mind.
"You two, please go out first. I have to treat Miss Su Li."
As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, Su Li suddenly suffered from a hidden illness and became short of breath.
"You're a bastard in treatment? Get out of here! Professor Yang, help Su Li take a look." Liu Zengyang said, and was about to push Wang Ye away.
But what Liu Zengyang never expected was that when he pushed with all his strength, Wang Ye remained unmoved. Instead, he held Su Li in his arms and started massaging.
When Liu Zengyang saw this, he froze on the spot. He was a tall man of 1.8 meters and a third-level black belt master of Taekwondo who had practiced for fifteen years. With a full push, three or five people could not stop him. How could Wang Ye be so stubborn?
Not moving? What kind of master is this?
Thinking of this, Liu Zengyang couldn't help but feel worried. This guy looked simple and low-key, but he must be a top expert secretly. He followed Su Li here, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!
Just when Liu Zengyang was stunned, Professor Yang pulled him out.
"Professor Yang, why did you drag me out!"
"If you don't want something to happen to Su Li, just stay here!" Professor Yang snorted coldly. He had already confirmed what Su Li said from Wang Ye's massage techniques.
"How many years has it been? I haven't seen the Qixuan Massage Technique for ten years since I last saw it at Yuan Guoyi and Mr. Yuan's place. Is this Wang Ye a disciple of Mr. Yuan?"
