When the old man became critically ill from a stroke, the inpatient department called his family members and now they have rushed over.
A young man and woman in their twenties came in, both with bad tempers.
"What are you doing?"
After the man came in, he saw a silver needle stuck in the old man's head and shouted loudly.
"We are doing surgery, don't disturb us, get out quickly." The little nurse shouted sternly.
"Don't tell me that you are doing intracranial blood drainage surgery. No one in the entire dean knows that only Dean Duanmu Kuang's nine-point magic needle can perform intracranial blood drainage surgery. Who are you? Do you know that you
What are you doing?" The man pointed at Duanmu Linglong and said angrily.
Duanmu Linglong was originally angry because the fifth needle could not be inserted. Seeing him interrupting her, she shouted angrily: "Get out, if anything happens to the patient due to interference, you must be responsible."
The man pulled Duanmu Linglong over and said angrily: "Intracranial blood drainage surgery can only be performed by the director Duanmu Kuang in the entire Duanmu First Hospital, and the success rate is not high. How dare you, a little woman, do this?"
This kind of surgery...oh, I see, you want to use my father as an experiment and let you practice. If it succeeds, it will be your credit. If it doesn't succeed, you will say that my father's condition is hopeless, and you will shirk all the responsibility, right?"
"What do you think our doctors are?" Duanmu Linglong was so angry that her face changed.
Originally, she had faced great dangers during this operation. With her current status, she did not need to take such risks. Unexpectedly, instead of being forgiven by her family, she was misunderstood by them.
What is the purpose of getting up in the middle of the night to perform an operation on a patient who is not under my control?
"How...how could you say that to the deputy director?" The little nurse was so anxious that she couldn't help but pull the man away.
"I will never let you use my father as a guinea pig. Stop now. We are going to perform a craniotomy."
"How important is craniotomy? Do you know that the success rate is less than 60%? Even if it is successful, you may not be able to take care of yourself before. Why can't you, deputy director, try it and say nothing if it doesn't work?"
the little nurse said anxiously.
"If another operation fails, my father will be hopeless." After the man finished speaking, he was about to go over and pull Duanmu Linglong.
At this moment, something hit him hard, but it was a stool thrown by Ye Xiong, knocking him to the ground.
If Ye Xiong hadn't held the old man's head with his hand, he would have walked over and taught him a lesson.
"Do you know who performed the operation on your father? She is Duanmu Linglong, the only daughter of Dean Duanmu Kuang. She is deeply influenced by his true heritage. If she is not sure, she will perform the operation? If we hadn't called to request
, she is still sleeping peacefully in bed. Your father is not her patient at all. She still got up in the middle of the night and took great risks to help your father do a silver needle to draw blood. What is she trying to do? She thinks you are
My father can still be saved, but she did this now. Not only do you not understand, but you also treat him like this...get out of here right away. You have delayed the operation, and all the responsibilities will be borne by you." Ye Xiong yelled angrily.
These words were sonorous and powerful, both in tone and tone.
With his angry eyes, let alone a simple person, even a master was forced to retreat by Ye Xiong.
"Get out!" Ye Xiong roared.
The woman repeatedly pulled the man out. As the man went out, he said: "If the operation fails, I won't just let it go."
The man cursed and walked out.
Duanmu Linglong had made no progress with the last injection, but now that he was making trouble, she couldn't concentrate even more.
If this operation fails, it will be fatal to her reputation.
"How can we insert the last needle?" Ye Xiong asked.
"Our sect actually has two skills. In addition to the nine-point magic needle, there is also an internal skill. Unfortunately, my internal skill is still very weak. There is no way to bless the silver needle. If my internal skill reaches that level
, it can be inserted in. The internal strength cannot break through, which is why my father has never allowed me to perform intracranial blood drainage surgery."
Next, Duanmu Linglong tried several times, but couldn't get through.
"Can't you force it in?"
"You can insert it with brute force, but if you cannot control the force, it is likely to cause brain damage." Duanmu Linglong explained.
As time went on, Duanmu Linglong became more and more nervous, and the sweat that had just been wiped off her forehead seeped out again.
"God has the virtue of good life, maybe a miracle will happen?" Ye Xiong said.
"Miracles are based on reality. If I can't do it, I really can't do it."
Duanmu Linglong had a gloomy look on her face, and after a long while, she finally decided: "Immediately send her to the brain operating room for craniotomy."
"But if those two men outside were known to them, wouldn't we be in a lot of trouble?"
"You can't care about so much, life always comes first."
While they were not paying attention, Ye Xiong's hand grasped the silver needle, and the Dragon Spin Internal Skill circulated in his body, and soon it was on his finger. With just a slight exertion, the silver needle pierced his skull and inserted into his brain.
Since he was not familiar with the Nine-Point Magic Needle, after inserting it, Ye Xiong did not dare to do anything haphazardly.
Although he knew internal strength, he was still too poor at acupuncture and did not dare to mess with it.
"Hey, look," Ye Xiong pointed at the silver needle and shouted.
Duanmu Linglong was attracted by his voice, her eyes fell on the silver needle, and she saw drops of brain congestion flowing out of the silver needle.
She clearly didn't puncture her brain, so how could she bleed? Duanmu Linglong was surprised and happy.
She walked over quickly, held the silver needle, and tested it.
How did you get in? Is there really a miracle in God?
She couldn't allow her to think so much at this moment, so she applied the needle quickly, and more and more congestion flowed out of the silver needle hole.
Half an hour later, when the congestion in her skull was completely drained, Duanmu Linglong breathed a sigh of relief.
An hour later, the old man finally came to his senses, and his son and wife were surprised and happy.
"Deputy dean, I'm sorry, it was my fault. I apologize for offending my husband earlier. Thank you for saving my dad." After the man's wife finished speaking, she pulled the man next to her.
"I'm sorry, deputy dean. It's just my ignorance. I didn't expect that besides dean Duanmu, there are people who know how to induce blood in the skull. I want to say sorry to you for what happened just now," the man said.
"It's good to know. I hope you won't have any prejudice against our doctors in the future. Do you know how insulting what you just said is to our doctors and our hospital?" the young nurse said angrily.
"I'm sorry, I didn't choose what I said..."
"It's okay. You should pay close attention to the patient's condition and call me if anything happens."
After Duanmu Linglong finished speaking, she took off her doctor's robe, revealing her perfect figure.
At this moment, Ye Xiong suddenly realized that she was extremely beautiful.
"What's your name?" Duanmu's exquisite eyes fell on Ye Xiong.