"It's Brother Dong." Director Yang answered Xiang Dongdao respectfully.
His answer woke up Director Wang and the two of them. Director Wang walked up to Xiang Dong with complicated eyes and asked with an anxious expression: "Well, I would like to ask, what secret acupuncture method did you just use, Brother Dong, and how could it be effective?"
So good? Has Director Yang really recovered?"
"My kind of acupuncture is called Hongmeng acupuncture. It requires the use of Qigong to apply needles, which is impossible for ordinary people to complete." Xiang Dong put the silver needles into his arms and said calmly: "As for Director Yang's condition, theoretically
It’s healed.”
What Xiang Dong said was not entirely appropriate. This kind of acupuncture method is indeed not something ordinary people can do. So far, he has never seen a real monk, let alone one who can release his true energy.
A master now.
"Hongmeng Acupuncture?!" Director Wang and Dean Su exclaimed in shock at the same time. They had never heard of this acupuncture method, but just hearing the name seemed awesome.
"Not bad." Xiang Dong nodded lightly.
Director Wang and the two were so depressed that they vomited blood. Seeing helplessly that a legendary acupuncture method could not be learned because they did not know Qigong, they were suddenly filled with a sense of loss.
After all, Director Yang was the real client who had practiced qigong. Of course he understood that Xiang Dong deliberately kept a low profile and hid the truth. In order to prevent Director Wang and Director Wang from getting entangled again, he respectfully said to Xiang Dong again: "Brother Dong, my full name is Yang
Haoran, can you please stop..."
"Well, then I'll call you Haoran." Xiang Dong interrupted with a wave of his hand. He also understood that Director Yang was afraid of calling him Director, and it was also to show respect and intimacy to him.
"Okay Brother Dong." Sure enough, Director Yang's face was filled with joy when he heard this. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation and said: "Brother Dong, please come!"
"Yeah, okay." Xiang Dong nodded unceremoniously and walked towards the door of the operating room.
Director Yang even acted as the doorman. When Xiang Dong walked to the door, he reached out and opened the door first. This was a bit more respectful than when Zhuang Yifei opened the door for Xiang Dong.
Dean Su and the two almost dropped their jaws in shock. Director Yang's performance today has completely subverted their understanding. No matter what, the favor of saving lives is not so humiliating.
After Xiang Dong and his party filed out, everyone outside the door had been looking forward to it. When everyone saw Director Yang appearing next to Xiang Dong like a doorman, they were instantly petrified.
Director Yang, who was in emergency mode just a moment ago and could only rely on oxygen to survive, is now in high spirits. This is a strange situation.
It took a while for everyone to realize that Director Yang had recovered, so they all greeted him eagerly and asked about the specific situation.
Director Yang's answer was also watertight. Apart from letting everyone know that Xiang Dong personally treated him and restored him to health, he didn't mention anything else.
Seeing Director Yang recover and come out, a middle-aged man and woman in luxurious clothes in the crowd had very complicated expressions. They were Fan Minghui and his wife from Xiangjiang Xinhuang Group.
After everyone greeted Director Yang warmly, Fan Minghui led his wife to Director Yang, bowed deeply and said with a sincere expression: "I'm sorry Director Yang, we sincerely apologize to you for our stupid behavior."
Fan Minghui's wife bowed again and said sincerely: "We feel uncomfortable when this happened. I would like to express my most sincere apology to you for the big mistake I made. Although you were successfully treated by Mr. Xiang Dong, if there is anything
We will do our best to meet your request, including pursuing my criminal responsibility."
Director Yang was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what she meant. She was sincerely apologizing, so he waved his hand and said, "Mrs. Fan, you don't have to be polite. Let the past pass. But there was always a confusion in my heart. At that time
Why are you so excited?..."
He was very puzzled by Mrs. Fan's overreaction at that time. No matter what he said, there was no reason to slap him in the face and push him into the pool.
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Dong shouted: "Haoran, you don't have to ask anymore, this is my wife."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and were shocked by Xiang Dong's attitude. This ridiculously young man with peach blossom eyes actually spoke to Director Yang in an elder's tone. It was too arrogant. Only a few people including Dean Su who knew the inside story knew what was going on.
Not surprised.
But what shocked everyone was that Director Yang not only didn't take it seriously, but actually replied respectfully: "It's Brother Dong." He looked more pious and respectful than a primary school student when facing his teacher.
When Fan Minghui and his wife heard this, their faces were full of surprise, and they stared at Xiang Dong with strange eyes, as if he had a lot of chrysanthemums growing on his face.
After a long time, Fan Minghui walked up to Xiang Dong, stretched out his hands and said enthusiastically and sincerely: "My dear Fan Minghui, I am very happy to meet you, Mr. Xiang Dong, and I sincerely thank you for saving Director Yang."
Xiang Dong gently shook the opponent's big hand, then let go and said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
He didn't have a good impression of Fan Minghui and his wife. After all, these two were the culprits that caused Director Yang's almost death. Inadvertently, he had considered Director Yang as one of his own. But everyone present did not know his true thoughts.
His attitude towards Fan Minghui was arrogant, and everyone was shocked.
Fan Minghui is a big entrepreneur who even gives courtesy to the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, and is a member of the Soochow Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. Xiang Dong actually treats him with such an arrogant attitude. He is really arrogant to the point of no end.
Among them, Dr. Zhang, who was scolded by Xiang Dong and had a slim figure, was even more delighted. Once Xiang Dong offended Fan Minghui, even Deputy Mayor Zhuang would not be able to protect him. Thinking of the beauty, a sinister expression suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
His smile lines were so deep that he seemed to see the miserable look of Xiang Dong being trampled under his feet by Fan Minghui.
But what surprised everyone was that Fan Minghui was not furious, but was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands in embarrassment, hesitated to speak, but asked piously: "Mr. Xiang, can you take a step to speak?"
?”
It would be a lie to say that there was nothing strange in Fan Minghui's heart. He thought that the head of a multinational company had never received such a cold reception. But then he felt relieved. After all, Xiang Dong's performance gave him some hope. He behaved better and better.
Aoran, he felt that the hope was getting greater.
Xiang Dong nodded, turned around and walked straight into the operating room. Seeing this, Fan Minghui and his wife hurriedly followed the operating room and closed the door.
After entering the operating room, Xiang Dong did not let Fan Minghui and his wife speak. Instead, he glanced at Fan Minghui and said bluntly: "Ten years ago, have you ever experienced falling from a high altitude?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Fan replied urgently: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xiang, you are absolutely right. My husband inspected the project ten years ago and fell from the third floor. But that
She was protected by building protection, and her injuries were not serious, and she was cured later. Is there anything else wrong?" Her face was full of shock, surprise, and even expectation, and her expression seemed extremely complicated.
Xiang Dong didn't use the traditional Chinese medicine to see, hear, ask or understand, nor did he use the instruments of Western medicine. He could understand Fan Minghui's experience ten years ago just by looking at it. This is simply miraculous.
"Yes, Mr. Fan already suffered spinal cord damage after falling from a high altitude, but the doctor at the time did not discover it. Instead, he only treated your trauma and ignored the sacral nerve root damage. But you suffered from spinal cord injury.
I won’t give up my manhood.” Xiang Dong glanced at Mrs. Fan and explained calmly.
At this time, Fan Minghui and his wife were not only shocked, but also very ecstatic. If Xiang Dong was not a magician, he must be a miracle doctor with real talents and knowledge. He could tell the secrets of all Fan Minghui's affairs, and his analysis was also based on the facts.
How can someone who is completely consistent be an ordinary person?
Fan Minghui and his wife seemed to have seen hope. The couple had not experienced real love for many years, and the pain was unbearable. For this disease, Fan Minghui saw many experts at home and abroad, but the result was no improvement.
It's no wonder that the human nervous system is the most complex system and is one of the difficult problems that modern medicine cannot solve. What's more, Fan Minghui's disease is an old disease in adulthood.
Originally, the couple was completely desperate and prepared to live a platonic life as a couple. Unexpectedly, they unexpectedly met Xiang Dong, which once again ignited their long-extinct hope. No matter how big this hope is, even if it is a dead horse, it will survive.
Doctor Ma, the two of them must seize this last glimmer of hope.
Mrs. Fan lost her temper and grabbed Xiang Dong's arm. She was nervous and begged urgently with a trembling voice: "Mr. Xiang, please save my husband!" At this time, she had lost her usual ladylike demeanor and was no longer like an ordinary lady.
Women are no different.
Xiang Dong flicked his arms and flicked away Mrs. Fan's hands. He stared at her coldly and asked, "You slapped Director Yang and pushed him into the pool because he accidentally touched this secret."
Yeah?"
After he paid homage to Director Yang, he already regarded him as a nephew in his heart. If his junior was wronged, how could he not come forward? Besides, he was a very protective person at heart. Out of his love for Director Yang, he
Of course, they were dissatisfied with Fan Minghui and his wife.
Fan Minghui and his wife were completely dumbfounded. They didn't expect Xiang Dong to be so brooding about Director Yang. Xiang Dong knew things like a god and had insight into all of Fan Minghui's symptoms. It was very likely that there was a way to cure Fan Minghui's hidden illness. Did he miss it like this?
The couple were dumbfounded, and there was someone even more dumbfounded than them. After Xiang Dong and Fan Minghui entered the operating room, Director Yang took the initiative to stand guard at the door for Xiang Dong. He was from the army, and once he respected someone in his heart, he would show it.
With the unique temperament of a soldier, it was also his instinct to serve as a sentry for Xiang Dong.
He did this to prevent Xiang Dong's words from being heard by others, and because of this, he, who had been unintentionally improved by Xiang Dong, heard the conversation between Xiang Dong and Fan Minghui through the thick door. When he heard Xiang Dong's words
After Dong scolded Fan Minghui and his wife for the grievances he suffered, he was stunned. Unknowingly, tears blurred his eyes.
Who said a man can’t shed tears easily, but it’s just not the time to shed tears! Director Yang could no longer hold back the surging emotions in his heart. He suddenly pushed open the door and rushed into the room. He shouted to Xiang Dong with a choked sob: “Brother Dong!...