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Chapter 280 The Gas Furnace Burned Out

Finally regaining his composure, Zhang Dagang was afraid that the woman would commit suicide, so he directly performed acupuncture on the rooftop, which was about a six- or seven-year-old boy lying next to him.

The little boy has fair skin and it can be seen that he has been taken good care of.

The drone approached the three people and broadcast live the scene on the rooftop.

Zhang Dagang stretched out three fingers to feel the little boy's pulse. The power of the dragon traveled through the boy's body and finally stopped on the boy's head. There was a large bruise there.

"The reason why this child became a vegetative state is that the blood congestion in his head oppressed the nerves. As long as the blood congestion is removed, he will definitely be able to wake up." Zhang Dagang felt relieved and comforted the woman: "I'm sorry for this.

There happens to be some research in this area, maybe the child will wake up soon."

There was a sad smile on the woman's pale face, obviously she didn't believe it.

The doctor told her that the blood stasis in the child's mind could not be removed at all. If it was forcibly removed, the child might not even be able to become a vegetative state.

Seeing the child who usually likes to lie in her arms acting coquettishly and calling mother, lying motionless on the ground, tears silently fell from the end of the woman's eyes.

Zhang Dagang didn't bother to comfort her at this time, so he pierced the boy's Baihui point with a silver needle, and then more than a dozen silver needles pricked the boy's head into a hedgehog.

As he turned his hands over, the silver needles began to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the silver needle trembled more and more frequently, and within a moment it made a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Zhang Dagang closed his eyes and quietly explored the situation in the boy's head.

The blood stasis cannot flow out along the silver needle at all, so it seems that we need to find another method.

Zhang Dagang looked at the woman and said, "Can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call? The situation was too urgent just now and I didn't take my mobile phone."

The woman quickly handed the phone in her hand to Zhang Dagang.

"Li Jinggao, go find me some hollow silver needles, just a dozen or so."

After hearing this, Li Jinggao on the other end of the phone quickly took out the silver needle from his acupuncture bag and rushed towards the inpatient department without stopping.

Li Jinggao panted and handed the acupuncture package in his hand to Zhang Dagang: "There are all types of silver needles in it. You can use it yourself."

Li Jinggao was too lazy to go down anymore, so he simply squatted next to the little boy and watched Zhang Dagang perform the acupuncture.

The original sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring had gradually disappeared, and those ordinary silver needles were all pulled out by Zhang Dagang.

The hollow silver needle was inserted into the little boy's body along the acupuncture points. Soon, the blood was drained out along the hollow silver needle.

The woman who originally had no hope saw the blood really coming out. She looked at Zhang Dagang excitedly and was almost speechless.

If her son can be saved, he will be her only relative in this world, and she will never be afraid of being alone again.

A smile appeared on the woman's face, and she looked at Zhang Dagang with gratitude.

"Most of the blood stasis in the child's head has been drained out. If we do it again tomorrow, all the blood stasis will be drained out." Zhang Dagang took back the silver needles one by one.

"Thank you, Vice Principal Long, thank you Vice Principal Long." The woman kept bowing to Zhang Dagang. If Zhang Dagang hadn't been unwilling, she would have knelt down to thank him.

The little boy woke up leisurely, looked at his mother next to him, and cried out in fear.

Looking at the little boy who woke up, Zhang Dagang suddenly felt happy.

Treating a patient and saving two lives is really satisfying.

The whole process was captured on live broadcast. The little boy who had become a vegetative state actually woke up directly under Zhang Dagang's acupuncture treatment.

This is simply unheard of and unseen.

No one doubted that the mother and son were brought in by Vice Principal Long, and everyone was sincerely happy for them.

There are also a large number of people who are surprised by Zhang Dagang's medical skills, and some people are grateful that they still have the opportunity to enroll in the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly occurred in the dormitory of the faculty and staff of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine not far away.

Turning around, I saw thick smoke billowing over there.

Zhang Dagang slapped his thigh and said angrily, "It's over, it took me so long to prepare."

Under the confused gazes of several people, Zhang Dagang rushed to the elevator at a flying speed, and wanted to go back to save the Chinese medicine that had saved him.

At this time, outside Zhang Dagang's dormitory, several students took fire extinguishers and put out all the fires in the dormitory.

"It's over. Our vice-principal failed to make alchemy. Will he be hit when he comes back?" Wang Yu was holding a basin and was quite worried.

After Zhang Dagang gave him acupuncture, he completely became Zhang Dagang's little fanboy, caring for Zhang Dagang in all aspects, and even Lu Yao couldn't get this kind of care from him.

"No, I have to ask my dad to look for it and see if anyone sells alchemy furnaces or something like that." Wang Yu said, turning around to go back, but was stopped by Lu Yao.

"Vice Principal Long has his own set of rules for doing things. Let's not interfere too much. Doing a good job in recruiting students is what makes Vice Principal Long happiest."

As soon as Zhang Da walked outside the door, he heard Lu Yao educating Wang Yu.

Seeing Wang Yu, who was 1.9 meters tall, acting like a little daughter-in-law in front of Lu Yao, Zhang Dagang laughed unkindly.

"Hey, Vice President Long, why did you come back so fast?" Lu Yao lowered his head and glanced at the time. How could Vice President Long, who was on the top floor of the inpatient department just now, appear next to her in the blink of an eye?

The classmates were also confused. Zhang Dagang could only laugh and change the topic.

"Is my baby still inside?" Zhang Dagang looked at the deformed pressure cooker with a heartbroken look on his face.

"Deputy Dean Long, are you looking for this?"

Zhang Dagang raised his head and saw that the basin held by Lu Yao was filled with tinfoil that he had wrapped into strange shapes.

Fortunately, the medicinal materials in the tin foil were almost ready. Zhang Dagang took the iron sand and iron pot that were not affected, picked them up and walked towards the school kitchen.

The chefs were startled by Zhang Dagang's arrival.

They were watching the live broadcast just now, why did Vice Principal Long appear in their kitchen in the blink of an eye?

Is it possible that Vice Principal Jackie Chan has several twin brothers?

Zhang Dagang explained his purpose, filled his iron pot with iron sand, and kept stirring.

The crushed herbs in the tin foil have been filtered out by Zhang Dagang, and now only the herbal juice needs to be dispersed.

The herbal juice is wrapped in tin foil and stir-fried constantly in a red-hot iron pot.

It was cooked until nine o'clock, and the aroma of medicine filled the kitchen. Zhang Da just finally took out a pill about the size of a peanut from the tin foil.

Zhang Dagang wrapped the pills in tinfoil and continued to stir-fry until the tinfoil became hot and red. Zhang Dagang finally stopped.

Opening it again, there was a pill with a golden dragon pattern lying in the tin foil bag.


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