Li Jinggao quickly took out three golden needles and handed them to Zhang Dagang, then retreated to the end of the bed, ready to strike at any time.
Dozens of students stretched their necks to see how Zhang Dagang inserted the soft golden needle into the patient's body.
"If you want to pierce the golden needle into the patient's body, you must develop internal strength, but you will all learn this later." Zhang Dagang gently twisted the golden needle and took the opportunity to explain to the students.
At this moment, the three silver needles in Zhang Dagang's hand buzzed.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw three golden needles flying up together, piercing the three acupoints of Sanyinjiao, Taixi and Zhaohai.
This golden needle actually flew and penetrated the patient's acupuncture points accurately.
Seeing this scene, both the Western medicine doctors and the reporters were all dumbfounded, but they did not get the slightest attention from Zhang Dagang.
"The patient has Yin deficiency, dryness and heat. The first thing we do is nourish Yin. Remember, Yin deficiency is the main cause of diabetes." Zhang Dagang glanced at the dozens of students one by one and asked.
: "Which student knows what acupuncture points are better for nourishing the kidneys?"
As soon as Zhang Dagang's question came out, all but three or four of the dozens of students raised their hands.
"Vice dean, it's the Sanyinjiao, Taixi, and Zhaohai points that you penetrated." The student standing at the front, wearing black-rimmed glasses, answered first.
Zhang Dagang nodded with satisfaction. This child has a good foundation and can be taught.
"Now I'm going to teach you a lost acupuncture skill of traditional Chinese medicine: Nine Needles of Huiyang."
There was an uproar in the venue, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Dagang, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Liu Feng looked at Zhang Dagang who was pretending to be a ghost, and couldn't help but snorted in his heart: "Let's see how long you can keep pretending. Traditional Chinese medicine is just like what the teachers said, it can only deceive and deceive."
The students all widened their eyes.
When studying Chinese medicine, many of them are extremely interested in acupuncture.
The long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate and the Nine Huiyang Needles, which are legendary acupuncture techniques that can bring the dead back to life, make them yearn for them even more.
Zhang Dagang pulled out the three golden needles one by one, and the dean's face actually turned rosy.
Those Western doctors looked at each other and thought there was something wrong with their eyes.
After all, the director of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital suffers from very serious diabetes. If he wants to get relief, he may have to stay in the hospital for a month or two to recuperate.
Looking at everyone who was either surprised or looking like they were enjoying the show, Zhang Dagang handed the golden needle back to Li Jinggao.
Zhang Dagang held the nine silver needles in his hand. He looked at the serious expressions of dozens of students and nodded with satisfaction.
For patients with kidney disease caused by diabetes, we first take a silver needle and insert it diagonally into the patient's Zusanli acupoint and flick the needle tail.
At this moment, the silver needle made a slight buzzing sound, and then everyone noticed that the area around the silver needle tightened.
The silver needles were inserted one after another, and the only sound left in the ward was Zhang Dagang's teaching voice.
"All nine silver needles were inserted into the patient's acupuncture points. We flicked the needle tails one by one and took out the needles twenty minutes later." Zhang Dagang looked at the dean lying on the bed and felt a little uneasy.
This is the first time that he has not used the power of the divine dragon and the rejuvenation technique to treat a patient. I wonder if the Hui Yang Nine Needles can really achieve the ability to bring the dead back to life as stated in "Theology of Traditional Chinese Medicine" without the assistance of the divine dragon power and the rejuvenation technique.
However, even without assistance, Huiyang Nine Needles can cure a mere diabetes.
Li Jinggao's surprised gaze still fell on the dean's acupuncture point where the silver needle was inserted.
"It's wonderful! It's really acupuncture that brings the dead back to life. If the needle is inserted even half an inch wrong, the patient may not be able to recover." Although Li Jinggao was surprised, his heart couldn't help but beat.
This time he learned Yang Jiu Needle, but he didn't dare to use it.
After all, there are reasons why this acupuncture skill, which can be fatal if a mistake is made even half a minute, has been lost.
Some bold students also gathered around the bed, looking at the silver needles with curious eyes.
"Medical Saint, can these small needles really bring the dead back to life?" The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses couldn't help but ask.
"Then let me ask you first, do you know what the purpose of TCM treatment is, and what are the differences between TCM treatment and Western medicine treatment?" Zhang Dagang looked at the boy wearing black-rimmed glasses.
The boy's eyes lit up: "I understand. Chinese medicine treats diseases by activating the patient's immune system so that the immune system can fight against the virus, while Western medicine suppresses the disease!"
The words of the boy with black-rimmed glasses suddenly enlightened the dozens of classmates.
"You are right. Can you tell me what your name is?" Zhang Dagang became interested in the boy in front of him.
A child who loves Chinese medicine, has a spirit of exploration, and is extremely smart is a rare and rare prospect.
Hearing that the vice-dean asked him his name, the boy lowered his head shyly and said in a weak voice: "My name is Li Erdan, and I am a student in Class 1 of the third year of Chinese Medicine."
As soon as his name was spoken, the Western medicine experts couldn't help laughing.
"Li Erdan, those who study Chinese medicine are all rubes after all." The young man couldn't help but complain again.
At this moment, Zhang Dagang's figure shook and suddenly stood in front of him.
No one could see clearly how Zhang Dagang moved from the black-framed boy in front of him to the young man three meters away from him in an instant.
Even the camera couldn't capture it.
"Why, you grew up drinking foreign ink, so you don't look down on things that our ancestors have passed down from generation to generation, right?" Zhang Dagang looked at the young man with disdain.
The young man was stared at by his murderous eyes, and he immediately started to tremble with fright, and did not dare to say another word.
"The needle will be pulled out in ten minutes. Does Li Guigui have anything to say?" Zhang Dagang was too lazy to look at the cowardly young man and came to Liu Feng in a flash.
"If I can't cure the patient and our traditional Chinese medicine hospital closes down, then if I can cure it, how about you admit in front of these reporters that Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine?" Zhang Dagang said with a smile.
Liu Feng looked at the dean who was still lying on the bed with a pale face, and his uneasy heart calmed down a bit. He nodded affirmatively: "In that case, I will challenge, but if you lose, in addition to closing the door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital,
You have to admit in person in front of everyone that Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine!”
As soon as he said these words, the authors immediately sighed.
I even asked people to close their doors and admit that they couldn't do it. I didn't expect that Dr. Liu, a returnee from overseas, would be so aggressive.
