"No, we can still be saved. Please ask the doctor."
Xiao Feng wrote a prescription and handed it to the other party.
The attending doctor took a look and found that there were honeysuckle, coptis, dandelion and other detoxifying traditional Chinese medicines on it.
These are very common Chinese medicines on the market. They are good at clearing away heat and removing internal heat, but are completely useless in resolving this kind of highly poisonous disease.
"Sir, may I have one more thing to say."
"Are you a doctor? If you take medicine improperly, it will only worsen the condition."
The doctor kindly reminded me.
"Don't worry, I'm a Chinese medicine doctor."
"If anything goes wrong, I will be responsible for it myself."
Xiao Feng promised.
"Chinese medicine?"
"Okay, then please sign."
The attending doctor shook his head, such a young Chinese medicine practitioner dared to act recklessly.
Anyway, if something happens to you, you are responsible for it, and our hospital will not be responsible.
However, he felt that Xiao Feng looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
In about half an hour, the ground Chinese medicine was ready.
Xiao Feng took it over and smelled it first. After making sure that there was no problem, he started to treat the mad dog.
He first used acupuncture to seal the mad dog's vital gate and condense all the venom in his body into his abdomen.
Then he took out two silver needles and inserted them on both sides of Mad Dog's belly button. The needles penetrated deeper. These two acupuncture points can be used to detoxify.
When the silver needle was pulled out, the two acupuncture points began to spit out black water, accompanied by a strong fishy smell that spread throughout the ward.
As more and more black water was discharged, the black body of the mad dog gradually changed color, from black to bronze.
"Huh? It really works?"
The doctors and nurses on the side were stunned.
Luo Lingzi also widened her eyes with admiration in her heart.
The owner of the museum is indeed a capable person. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also very skilled in medicine.
After the venom was almost drained out, Xiao Feng added a few drops of spiritual energy water to the traditional Chinese medicine, and then applied the medicinal powder evenly to the wound.
This will not only detoxify, but also allow the wound to heal quickly.
In only ten minutes at most, all the wounds, large and small, on the mad dog's body were covered with blood and scabs formed.
His own recovery ability is much faster than that of ordinary people. Coupled with the combination of traditional Chinese medicine, the speed is even more amazing.
"Oh My God!"
The little nurse covered her mouth: "Director, how did he do it?"
The attending doctor shook his head slightly. He was a Western doctor and could not understand TCM acupuncture at all.
But I couldn't help but praise: "It seems that I don't have enough knowledge. This little Chinese medicine doctor taught me a lesson. Sure enough, people should not be judged by their appearance."
The nurse whispered: "Director, I seem to have seen him somewhere."
"Huh? I feel the same way. Where is it?"
Several people exchanged glances with each other, and they all felt that Xiao Feng looked very familiar.
Xiao Feng finished detoxifying the mad dog and quickly started the second round of treatment.
He took out the two longest silver needles and inserted them directly into Mad Dog's left and right temples, leaving only the roots outside.
The doctors and nurses around were stunned. Is it okay to pierce all these big silver needles, which are more than ten centimeters long, into the head?
But no one dared to ask more questions and could only observe quietly. A young nurse even secretly took a cell phone to record the whole process.
Xiao Feng took out other silver needles and applied them directly on the top of the mad dog's head. Each needle was placed very carefully without any deviation.
The treatment of a vegetative state is extremely troublesome. Xiao Feng must repeatedly inject needles into the same acupuncture points to ensure that all the acupuncture points on the top of his head are unblocked and his closed consciousness can be slowly opened.
After the acupuncture on the top of his head was completed, Xiao Feng continued to twist the two longest silver needles, injecting spiritual power into the mad dog's head bit by bit.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was two full hours in a flash, but the mad dog still showed no sign of waking up.
"Why…"
The attending doctor sighed, a little disappointed.
As expected, treatment of vegetative patients is a problem that cannot be overcome by current medicine.
Although this young man had great medical skills, it was of no avail.
"Ah? Director, the patient has responded."
Suddenly, the little nurse exclaimed.
Only then did everyone notice that the mad dog's fingers were beating irregularly.
"Could it be that...we can really see a miracle today?"
The attending doctor was surprised and delighted.
"okay!"
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and pulled out the two large silver needles.
The moment the silver needle was pulled out, Mad Dog's body trembled violently twice, but immediately became motionless again.
"Little doctor, is the treatment over?"
the attending doctor asked.
"Well! His consciousness has recovered and he should wake up within ten minutes."
Xiao Feng nodded.
"What? Ten minutes?"
The attending doctor was full of amazement. Is it true? Are you so confident?
Although he was very suspicious, he didn't have the nerve to ask.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, the mad dog shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.
"Ah? I'm really awake."
Everyone present was very excited. This was a vegetative state. He cured it in just two hours, which was a miracle.
"Miraculous doctor, this...this is a miraculous doctor."
The attending doctor was dumbfounded and couldn't even speak clearly.
"Sister Bing, save Sister Bing quickly..."
Although the mad dog woke up, his consciousness was still a little blurry, and he kept calling Bing Ling's name...
"Madman, take good care of yourself, you'll be fine."
Xiao Feng sat beside the hospital bed and said softly.
The mad dog's dull eyes calmed down for a few minutes before suddenly lighting up.
Xiao Feng tightened his arm: "I know you tried your best, leave the rest to me, don't worry."
After calming down the mad dog, Xiao Feng was about to leave.
Suddenly, a little nurse ran up to him with excitement on her face.
"Dr. Xiao, could you please sign your name for me?"
"Ah? Signature?"
Xiao Feng was confused: "Girl, are you mistaken? I am not a star."
"Oh! How could it be wrong?"
"You are the doctor Xiao who saved patients with severe depression. I saw you on TV and then I remembered."
The little nurse blushed and was a little shy.
"Oh...right, right."
"I asked why he looks so familiar. Turns out he is the famous Dr. Xiao?"
"Oh my, it's such a pleasure to meet you."
The attending doctor suddenly understood and took the initiative to hold Xiao Feng's hand.
"I'm really sorry. I blame my blindness for not recognizing it."
"You are indeed a master of Chinese medicine. Today is really an eye-opener for us."
"Although I study Western medicine, I sincerely admire Dr. Xiao..."
The other party said a lot, and there was a nurse next to him who also brought over a copy of the Tianjin Morning News.
The headline on the newspaper was a large photo of Xiao Feng treating An Xue, which occupied the entire cover, with sixteen large characters on it.
'Young Chinese medicine practitioners create miracles.'
'A few silver needles can cure depression.'
After listening to what they said, Xiao Feng knew.
When he was treating An Xue at the mental hospital, the entire process was videotaped by media reporters.
Later, it was broadcast on major TV stations and the Internet in Tianjin, and even appeared on the front page of newspapers, and he became a well-known miracle doctor for a while.