"You inserted the first needle deeply, the second needle deviated from the acupuncture point, and the third needle inserted too shallowly. If you need to insert the fourth needle, the injured person's condition will inevitably worsen and the blood stasis will spread." Xiao He continued.
, His eyes are like swords, and he does not squint.
After Du Ziteng started inserting the acupuncture, everyone present closed their mouths and watched quietly. Therefore, Xiao He's voice at this time seemed very abrupt. Everyone turned to look at Xiao He, wondering if what he said was true.
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When Du Ziteng heard this, he looked over with great disdain, "Dose, stop trying to impress people. This is my ancestral acupuncture technique. You know nothing!"
"If you dare to interrupt my acupuncture again and distract me, you will be fully responsible for anything that happens."
"Sir, please don't slander Mr. Du, otherwise our Baekje Medical Center will file a lawsuit against you." The female secretary said arrogantly.
After hearing what Du Ziteng and the female secretary said, some drivers looked at Xiao He strangely. They also thought that Xiao He was pretending to understand and deliberately looking for trouble.
"Young man, I know you're not convinced, but you'd better not disturb Dr. Du's rescue now. This involves a life!"
"Yes! Young man, I have watched the lectures of Dr. Du on TV. Even CCTV did an exclusive interview with him, saying that he is one of the top ten miraculous doctors in the Dragon Kingdom. I believe his grandson will not be any worse.
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Xiao He frowned and did not speak anymore, but thought about how to rescue the injured.
When Du Ziteng saw that Xiao He stopped talking, he thought he was scared off by him. After snorting coldly, he resolutely inserted the fourth needle into the middle-aged woman's Shenting point.
After the needle was inserted, the middle-aged woman's eyelids moved, and the female secretary immediately shouted excitedly: "The injured person has a reaction. Mr. Du's acupuncture must have worked."
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, and many people began to praise Du Ziteng's medical skills. Just when Du Ziteng was feeling proud and felt that he was about to succeed and gain a wave of reputation.
Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Ah! Look, why is her ear and nose bleeding?"
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that not only the middle-aged woman's ears and nose, but also her eyes and nostrils were bleeding.
Bleeding from all orifices!
At this time, they all suddenly remembered what Xiao He had just said. It turned out that Xiao He was not just talking nonsense, and the middle-aged woman's injuries had indeed worsened.
Du Ziteng's expression suddenly changed, and he was horrified. He knew it was the blood stasis in the injured person's brain that had spread. He threw away the silver needle, stood up and was about to leave.
When several drivers saw this, they quickly stepped forward to stop Du Ziteng and shouted angrily: "Quack doctor, you want to leave after curing people to death?"
Why don't they understand that the current situation of middle-aged women is all caused by Du Ziteng.
The crowd was furious for a while, "Detain him until the police come and send him to jail. This kind of quack should let him sit in jail."
"And you said he was the grandson of some kind of miracle doctor? Damn you! Doctor Du has lost all his face." The driver who tried to dissuade Xiao He just spit on Du Ziteng's face. He was as disappointed as he hoped.
Du Ziteng didn't dare to say anything back. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. It was over. Now, not only would his reputation be in doubt, but the business of Baekje Medical Center might also be affected.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
The female secretary was also speechless. No matter how eloquent she was, she still couldn't explain clearly at this time.
At this moment, a figure came to the middle-aged woman.
Du Ziteng's eyes lit up, he pointed at Xiao He and shouted: "Everyone, it was this stinky idiot who distracted me by talking to the side just now, which led to the failure of my treatment. So you can't blame me. It's all his responsibility. He was responsible for this person's death."
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This was the way he thought of to save himself. He poured all the dirty water on Xiao He. After all, Xiao He was just a barefoot doctor, and he was the general manager of Baekje Medical Center. At worst, he would spend millions to hire seven or eight well-known lawyers.
Xiao He's responsibility is firmly established.
Just when Du Ziteng made up his mind and asked Xiao He to be his scapegoat, he saw that Xiao He not only did not take his words seriously at all, but instead squatted in front of the middle-aged woman and took out a few silver needles.
"What is he going to do?"
"Do you still want to use acupuncture for treatment?"
"Young man, don't waste your efforts. I think she is definitely hopeless."
"Yes! It's bleeding from all the orifices. I'm afraid even a god would be hard-pressed to cure it."
"That's right, young man, even Du Baiji's grandson can't be cured, so you'd better not wade into muddy waters." The drivers kindly advised.
While Xiao He was disinfecting with Zhenqi, he said in a deep voice: "Just because he can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it."
When Du Ziteng saw this, his face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.
"You should watch out. When I first treated her, the injured person was still breathing. If she dies later, it will not be my responsibility."
As he spoke, he impatiently ordered his female secretary, "Hurry up and take a video and record it. I'm sure this woman won't survive five minutes."
After saying that, he looked at Xiao He with gloating, what a scapegoat! Now he had saved several million in legal fees. He didn't believe that a barefoot doctor could save someone who couldn't even save himself.
At this time, Lin Zhiruo was also very worried, "Xiao He, are you sure?" Although she knew that Xiao He had good medical skills, this situation was unusual. If Xiao He missed it, the consequences would be disastrous!
Xiao He smiled and said, "Don't worry! Wife, I'm 100% sure."
Du Ziteng's Eight Spiritual Turtle Techniques just now caused the middle-aged woman's blood stasis to spread, but it did not have any effect at all. It was just that the middle-aged woman's bleeding from her seven orifices was too shocking, which made Du Ziteng confused.
When everyone saw that Xiao He did not listen to the advice and insisted on seeking treatment, they all shook their heads and sighed, "This young man has a good heart, but he is too stubborn. He will not listen to the old man's words, and he will suffer the consequences in front of him!"
Du Ziteng had a sinister smile on his face. At this moment, he looked like he was watching a good show, waiting for the patrol police to come over and accuse Xiao He of illegally practicing medicine to make money and kill people.
However, Xiao He didn't care about all this, and just focused on the treatment. He first pulled out Du Ziteng's previous silver needles one by one, and then injected a burst of true energy into the middle-aged woman to protect her heart.
Keep her alive.
The last step is to give the acupuncture, the first one is Baihui. Xiao He's acupuncture technique is much faster than Du Ziteng's, and the smooth flow is pleasing to the eye.
Du Ziteng, who had looked disdainful just now, his eyelids twitched suddenly when he saw Xiao He's injection. The technique was exactly the same as when his grandfather used the injection. It was impossible to be sure that he had seen it wrong, and that this was just a mistake.
That's all.
In the second needle of Fengfu, Xiao He was still so light and freehand, as if what he was holding was not a silver needle but a brush in the hand of a painter, or a dancing sword in the hand of a swordsman master.
Du Ziteng rubbed his eyes wildly: "Impossible, how could he have such a high level of acupuncture?"
"I must be dazzled, I must be!" He would never believe that a barefoot doctor could have acupuncture skills comparable to his grandfather's.
However, the third needle to the dumb gate and the fourth needle to the divine court are all like this.
Du Ziteng's mouth opened wide with disbelief on his face. He no longer doubted it at this time. Xiao He's acupuncture skills had surpassed his own by a few streets. Even his grandfather's acupuncture skills were probably nothing more than this!
Suddenly, Du Ziteng realized, the eight methods of the turtle!
What this loser performed was actually the Eight Spiritual Turtle Techniques passed down from his ancestors.
"Dousi, how dare you steal your master?"
Jealousy, anger, and hatred, Du Ziteng's face instantly turned red, and his eyes were on fire.