Because the middle-aged man was fierce and the incident happened too suddenly, no one around could react, but just stared blankly at the cycad half-kneeling in front of the old man.
"Young man, be careful." Yun Dingxing, who was standing next to Su Tie, shouted hurriedly, then grabbed a handful of chopsticks and smashed them at the middle-aged man.
Unfortunately, he is old and has too little strength, and his chopsticks have no lethality, so he has no obstacles to the already crazy middle-aged man.
Seeing that the kitchen knife in the middle-aged man was about to hit the iron, everyone was shocked, and even more timid girls were already covering their eyes and screaming.
"Noisy." At this moment, Cyprus, who was treating the old man, suddenly looked up and glanced at the middle-aged man.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the middle-aged man who was originally fierce and fierce, stopped in place in an instant, and then his legs became weak and he collapsed directly to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the entire cafeteria suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Cy Tie, as if they saw a god.
"I'll go, what happened just now, I'm not dreaming, he... what did he do? Could it be that he knows magic?"
"Is this the legendary saying that goes with the Dharma? The immortal novels really don't deceive me. It turns out that there are really immortal cultivators in the world?"
Looking at the middle-aged man who fell asleep on the ground, the young medical staff at the affiliated hospital who were watching the side were all surprised.
The scene just now was indeed beyond their cognition. After all, the middle-aged man and Cycad were two or three meters apart at that time. As a result, Cycad fell to the ground with just one sentence. In addition to film and television dramas, this kind of scene was basically in reality.
It's impossible to happen.
Even He Changfeng and others looked at each other, and all looked puzzled.
Only Yun Dingxing stared at Cyti deeply, and a strong sense of excitement burst out in his eyes. His lips trembled, as if he had seen a miracle in the world.
"Old Yun, do you know what method he is?" He Changfeng couldn't help asking curiously when he noticed Yun Dingxing's expression changed.
Yun Dingxing gently stroked his beard, and after a while, he smiled and said, "If I read it correctly, what he had just used should be the acupoint-punching technique in traditional Chinese medicine."
"Putting a hole is not something in martial arts novels. It is all fictional, how can you take it seriously?" He Changfeng waved his hands repeatedly, feeling very ridiculous in his heart.
Yun Dingxing smiled and said lightly: "Old He, it seems that you don't know about traditional Chinese medicine. The acupoint shooting in traditional Chinese medicine is different from the novel. It is a medical skill that can truly cure diseases and save people. Some experts who are proficient in acupoints
, and can still be resurrected."
"Returning to the dead, isn't that a god?" He Changfeng's face was even more disdainful, and his tone was even more sarcastic.
As a doctor who has been baptized by modern science, he has always despised these mysterious things, but he did not expect that Yun Dingxing, who had always respected him, would believe these things, which really disappointed him.
Yun Dingxing was not angry and explained with a smile: "Although he is not a god, he is better than a god. The old miracle doctor from Ningzhou, with the thirteenth injection of Su, I don't know how many strange diseases that Western medicine cannot solve.
, and Mr. Gu from the Gu family in Jiangbei were also... "
"Okay, those are all advertisements made by traditional Chinese medicine. How can you believe it? If you really want to tell these deeds, you can see seven or eight of them on the telephone pole with a glance." He Changfeng hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt Yun Dingxing's words.
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Although he could not say that he was extremely disgusted with traditional Chinese medicine, it was really hard to accept that Yun Dingxing praised traditional Chinese medicine so much and even placed traditional Chinese medicine on the same level as Western medicine.
Seeing this, Yun Dingxing didn't explain much, but his eyes looking at Cycad had become extremely firm.
He believed in his judgment that the young man in front of him might not be able to really heal the old man, but at least the situation would not be too bad.
While speaking, the middle-aged man had been carried away by He Changfeng, while the cycad took out a needle and was about to start acupuncture for the old man.
He used the needle like the wind and was skillful in his technique. In less than a minute, he stabbed the needle into the old man's Tianshu, Zusanli, Yinlingquan and other acupoints. He confirmed that everything was correct and stopped.
"Little brother, are you finished treating me now?" Seeing that Cyprus had no explanation and the old man's condition showed no signs of improvement, He Changfeng couldn't help but ask anxiously.
Cyprus nodded slightly and replied, "That's right, but we have to wait a little longer."
"Wait... and wait, and you will die if you wait." Looking at the old man's already blue face, He Changfeng's tone became more and more impatient.
He was very suspicious of Cycat. Half an hour has passed, and the old man's condition has not improved, but has become worse and worse. The trust in Cycat in his heart has disappeared.
In his opinion, Cycad clearly has no choice. Doing this now is to delay time.
Others can ignore the old man's life or death, but he can't. After all, he took the initiative to treat the other party first. If he had a good life today, he would never be able to take responsibility.
After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Little brother, if you really can't cure it, you can tell me directly. I won't blame you. Don't delay the old man's condition."
"Don't worry, Dean He, I can guarantee you now that the patient will be fine. Acupuncture is not a spell, and it also takes time to digest it. If you give it some time, he will wake up." Su Tie looked up at He Changfeng and said seriously.
"Haha, you promise, what do you guarantee? Who do you think you are, I'm afraid even Mr. Yun dares not say such words. It's so shameless." Hearing Su Tie's words, the doctor Zhou smiled sarcastically.
In addition, Dr. Li also chuckled and shook his head, and said, "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more ignorant. You think treating diseases is as simple as eating. Such a difficult strange disease can be dozens of times at any time.
How can you guarantee a hundred changes?”
He Changfeng, who was already extremely anxious, was even more restless when he heard what he said. He hurriedly turned around and looked at Yun Dingxing, wanting to see what the other party meant.
Before Yun Dingxing could speak, Su Tie suddenly looked at Dr. Zhou and Dr. Li and said lightly: "Since I dare to say that, there is my reason. If you don't believe me, you can make a bet with me."
"What are you worthy of betting with me?" Dr. Zhou frowned and snorted coldly.
Su Tie was not angry either, but just chuckled and said lightly: "Since you don't dare, then shut up, otherwise I don't know which acupoint in my hand will fall on you."
"Haha, you don't want to say that if you stab me with a needle, I will die on the spot. It's so funny. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child and believe something like you?" Dr. Zhou mocked her on his face.
More meaning.
Cy Tie's expression remained unchanged, just sat leisurely on the chair, looked at Dr. Zhou calmly, and smiled, "You can try it."