The middle-aged doctor seemed to have heard something incredible. His face turned green with anger. He looked at Yan Ruoxi and burst into tears!
"Ms. Yan, you heard it too. He doesn't even understand the most basic medical knowledge. We can't let him go on with his nonsense. The dead person is the most important. He is desecrating Mr. Yan's body!"
Yan Ruoxi's eyebrows were slightly clustered. Although she said so, she really wanted her grandfather to be alive. She didn't want to miss any chance she had.
"Wait!"
At this time, Dean Hao walked over with his hands behind his back, looked at the middle-aged doctor and said, "He is right, stabbing the heart will not necessarily cause trouble."
"What?" The middle-aged doctor was stunned. He was a Western medicine doctor and knew nothing about Chinese medicine.
Dean Hao looked at Yang Yi: "I have some experience in traditional Chinese medicine. I can see that your set of needles has blocked the blood supply system of his heart. Stabbing the heart will indeed be fine, but the key point is that the patient has passed away.
, what’s the point of doing this?”
"Oh?" Yang Yi glanced at the old man in surprise and said, "It seems that you have some knowledge, but you made a mistake in one sentence. He just fell into a state of suspended animation and did not really die!"
Dean Hao frowned. He had already determined that Mr. Yan was dead, but Yang Yi was so confident that he could not help but doubt his own judgment.
Could it be that Mr. Yan is really not dead?
Yang Yi looked at Yan Ruoxi, "Miss, our doctors have a saying that doctors don't withhold diagnosis. If you were too suspicious, I should have just left. But it's a human life, and I can't be so indifferent.
Miss, believe me, if you continue to delay, even I will not be able to save your grandfather."
Yang Yi said these words with great emotion, as if there was a kind of magic power that made people can't help but believe him.
Yan Ruoxi looked at this man blankly, and she also had this strange mentality.
"Brother, please save my grandpa's life!" Yan Ruoxi said sincerely.
"I won't let you down." Yang Yi smiled, squatted down and continued.
Everyone turned their attention to Yang Yi, and the middle-aged doctor did not stop him. He stood aside with Dean Hao and watched Yang Yi operate.
As Yang Yi inserted the last silver needle into the patient's heart, the magnetic field was formally formed. Suddenly, more than a dozen silver needles began to buzz and vibrate.
This scene beyond people's understanding shocked everyone.
"Oh my god! What is this? Magic?"
"Am I right? The silver needle can actually move on its own?"
You can usually just watch this kind of scene on TV, but this is reality!
The middle-aged doctor looked stunned, and Yan Ruoxi's small mouth had opened into an O-shape.
But Dean Hao, the respected Dean Hao, was already so excited that his hands were shaking and his lips were trembling.
He stared hard at the vibrating silver needles, and his voice changed his tone due to excitement!
"Thirteen stitches at the gate of ghosts, this is the thirteen stitches at the gate of ghosts!"
"I didn't expect that old man, I would be able to see this kind of magic in my lifetime. I would die without regrets. I would die without regrets!"
When Dean Hao looked at Yang Yi again, his eyes had turned into respect.
"This is impossible!" The middle-aged doctor frowned: "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are said to be able to bring the dead back to life, but they only exist in legends. Dean, you must be wrong!"
Dean Hao said angrily: "The old man dares to guarantee with his head, this must be the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which is said to bring the dead back to life!"
Everyone looked at Dean Hao in astonishment, who was about to get angry. Although they didn't know what the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate were, seeing Dean Hao being so rude, they must have thought that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate were very extraordinary.
"Stop arguing, these are indeed the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. I didn't expect that your old man's medical skills are not very good, but your knowledge is quite good." Yang Yi said without looking back.
If it were in the past, Dean Hao would definitely get angry when he heard this, but now, he has no temper at all.
He has even used the Thirteen Needles of the Gate of Hell, so why is he still unconvinced?
"It's almost done." Yang Yi murmured to himself, then suddenly retracted his needle and stood up.
"Boom!"
A sound that exceeded normal heartbeats sounded at the scene, hitting their hearts like a heavy hammer.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the patient lying on the ground in disbelief. Could that sound just now be...
"Cough cough cough..." A weak cough came from the scene, and the old man who was originally declared dead suddenly opened his eyes under the disbelief of everyone.
The middle-aged doctor stared at Mr. Yan who opened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost, his head buzzing.
"Alive! Actually alive!"
"Resurrection from the dead, real resurrection from the dead! I have witnessed a miracle!"
"How did you do this? The young man is simply amazing!"
"What is a miracle doctor? This is the real miracle doctor!"
“…”
At this moment, the scene exploded. Countless compliments and admiring eyes were cast on Yang Yi, and some people even applauded.
"Grandpa!" Yan Ruoxi threw herself into her grandfather's arms and cried with joy, "It's great that you are okay, ugh..."
The moment the old man opened his eyes, Dean Hao was so surprised that he rushed forward and started to check the old man's condition.
At this time, a voice resounded at the scene: "I don't deny your medical skills, but as doctors, every wrong decision you make may be related to a person's life. I hope you can treat it carefully in the future and take care of yourself!"
The onlookers nodded their heads, this was so right.
Dean Hao and the middle-aged doctor couldn't help but lower their heads, feeling ashamed and fearful.
This was a medical accident, a serious accident. Just this one incident was enough to end the careers of two people.
Moreover, the patient they judged dead was the richest man in Jiangcheng. If they were to pursue them, then...
Although Mr. Yan woke up, he was very weak and fell asleep quickly. Only then did Yan Ruoxi think of her benefactor. When she tried to find him, she found that her benefactor had disappeared.
After asking around, I learned that my benefactor had already left.
"Why are you walking so fast?"
Yan Ruoxi was anxious. Her benefactor cured her grandfather. This was a great kindness and she must be thanked deeply. However, the benefactor left without even leaving his name.
But soon, her eyes lit up because she thought of the work badge her benefactor wore on his chest, which said 'Junhui', which was a subsidiary of their Yan Family Group.
It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Yang Yi saved a life for the first time, which made him quite satisfied.
"By the way, there is a fee for doctor's visits. Why did I forget this?" Yang Yi slapped his head and regretted it.
"Go back again?" Yang Yi felt embarrassed. After thinking about it, he decided to pay attention next time.
He did not return to the house he rented before, but found a hotel to stay.