After staying in the police station for most of the night, the two of them were rushed to the hospital before dawn.
"The patient has suffered cardiogenic shock and is now in critical condition. Please move to the operating room with me quickly."
The dean also personally came down to give instructions and said hurriedly: "Mr. Liu, please quickly take the experts to change into surgical clothes."
Zhang Dagang followed everyone into the locker room, but felt a little uneasy.
Although the power of the dragon in his body has increased a lot, it is still not enough to treat the old man inside.
He asked the old man to find a pack of silver needles for himself. Zhang Dagang put the silver needles in the pocket of his surgical clothes, and his panic finally calmed down a little.
The situation is urgent now, so we can only take a look first.
After entering the operating room, Zhang Dagang discovered that there was a blond and blue-eyed male doctor in the operating room.
The male doctor didn't look very old. He was wearing a navy blue surgical gown. He had a calm demeanor and an extraordinary aura. He was obviously no ordinary doctor.
About time he felt Zhang Dagang's gaze, the male doctor also looked back at Zhang Dagang, with a flash of doubt in his blue eyes.
Behind him, the dozen or so experts followed respectfully, eliminating the arrogant look they had when they faced them yesterday.
Zhang Dagang is a little strange. Experts who are over fifty years old are too respectful to him. After all, the foreign man looks like he is only about thirty years old.
"Dagang, that is the world-famous Dr. Charles MD. At a young age, he is already a professor at the world's largest medical school. The people who come to see him for treatment are all top-notch people in the world...Nan Bowan"
The old man was a little entangled in the last word in English. He couldn't think of what it meant and simply waved his hand: "It's just very powerful. I'm relieved that he can treat the old gentleman."
Having said that, he still approached Zhang Dagang, looking forward to it: "However, if we can save this old gentleman and get Charles's favor, with Charles' influence around the world, we Chinese medicine practitioners may be able to make a great turnaround.
battle."
Although the old man admires Charles very much, Charles is a Western medicine doctor after all, and his theory is contrary to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, so the old man has no intention of getting along with it.
Zhang Dagang had no intention of getting close to him. He had just used the power of the dragon to investigate the old man on the bed. Although the situation seemed urgent, he could still last for at least twelve hours.
With this time, it would be better to let them treat him first and continue to practice the power of the dragon. It will be safer to take action when the time comes.
Looking at everyone who was already busy, Zhang Dagang silently walked to the corner of the operating room. He sat down cross-legged and quietly manipulated the power of the dragon to circulate in his body.
Time passed by minute by second, and the doctors beside the operating table were so nervous that they were sweating profusely, fearing that something might go wrong.
Even Charles concentrated on making an artificial stent for the old man's heart.
The old man looked at Zhang Dagang, who was sitting leisurely on the floor, and secretly approached with shame: "You brat, you can't be lazy here if you don't go to help me. Where can I put my old face?"
The divine dragon's energy traveled around in his body, feeling it become thicker again, Zhang Dagang slowly opened his eyes.
"Old man, we can't help you there, so let's recharge our batteries first." After Zhang Dagang finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
He found that in this hospital, Shenlong Qi also grew very fast, especially during cultivation, it was several times faster than in Huitian Village.
If no one disturbs him, within three hours, the power of the dragon in his body will be fully doubled.
Seeing that Zhang Dagang had his eyes closed again, the old man glanced at the camera secretly and could only walk into the operating table and watch.
Fortunately, he used his title of Medical Saint to assure the person that Zhang Dagang was a talent. He didn't expect that this guy Zhang Dagang was so disrespectful.
On the operating table, Charles's bridging technique made the old man gasp.
He has been influenced by traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and he cannot accept the bloody treatment methods of Western medicine from the bottom of his heart.
Time passed slowly, and there was no other sound in the operating room except the clicking sound of the scalpel.
The smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose. Looking at the small operating room, the old man felt chest tightness, shortness of breath and difficulty breathing.
He also slowly walked to the corner and imitated Zhang Dagang and sat in the corner.
Time flies so fast, five hours have passed in the blink of an eye.
"The patient is bleeding heavily, start emergency hemostasis." Charles' slightly broken Chinese suddenly woke up Zhang Dagang, who was intoxicated in practicing the power of the dragon.
"Get a blood pack and give the patient a blood transfusion immediately." Charles's surgical gown had already been sprayed with a lot of blood: "Hurry up and transfuse blood, the patient will soon be unable to hold on."
The noisy sound made Zhang Dagang frown impatiently. He slowly opened his eyes, and a golden stream of light flashed through his eyes.
The instruments next to the operating table kept beeping and the sound was harsh.
All the Western doctors had a look of deathly silence on their faces, even Charles looked decadent.
Zhang Dagang stood up and strode to the operating table. Looking at the old man lying on the operating table with a heavy look of death on his forehead, he took out a silver needle and sealed the old man's heart pulse.
drop……
The waveform of the ECG monitor next to the hospital bed became a straight line.
"Boy, what are you doing to my patient?" Looking at the electrocardiogram that returned to deathly silence, Charles had an angry look on his face.
The patient's heart veins were blocked. Zhang Dagang had no time to talk to Charles anymore, so he picked up a silver needle and inserted it diagonally into the well point.
The tail of the silver needle has a bright green color. When the rejuvenation technique is performed, the green color of the tail of the needle trembles slightly and blends into the patient's body.
Zhang Dagang looked up and saw that the deathly aura surrounding the old man's forehead had faded a bit.
He was about to administer the second injection when he was pulled back by the female doctor closest to him: "The deceased is the most important, please stop showing off and let the deceased live in peace."
As soon as the woman opened her mouth, several other people also began to condemn Zhang Dagang.
Zhang Dagang looked at the arm being held by the woman, and before he could shake it off, he was held tightly by several other doctors.
Seeing the lifeless energy on the old man's forehead that had faded gradually become stronger again, Zhang Dagang turned to look at the old man.
The old man's heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhang Dagang holding back his angry gaze, and he quickly stepped forward to pull the doctors away.
"Why, you can't save people and yet you don't allow others to treat them. I'll give you one last chance. Let me go!"
The golden light flashed in Zhang Dagang's eyes, and the voice that threatened the power of the dragon sounded in the operating room, like spring thunder exploding in the plains.
The doctors felt a buzz in their heads and subconsciously let go of their hands.
The silver needle injected with the rejuvenation technique was inserted into the four points of Xing, Shu, Meridian and He. The tail of the silver needle trembled slightly, and the lifeless energy on the old man's forehead was dispersed by a small amount.
