Chapter 37

Director Huang was taken aback. There was someone in the hospital who was in full view and wanted to unplug the life-saving tube. Isn't that speeding up Secretary Wang's death?

This is a big problem, and if this happens, he can't bear it!

He ran over in two steps and pushed Fang Chuan vigorously, but found that he seemed to have pushed a rock, and the opponent did not move at all.

He angered: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Director Huang, this is the doctor we invited. He is treating Lao Wang." When Liu Shulan spoke, she had no confidence.

Fang Chuan glanced at this Director Huang and nodded: "I am the doctor they hired. Now I want to treat the disease. Please stay away from me."

"No!" Director Huang was even more furious. "It's a nonsense. If something happens, who will be responsible?"

Fang Chuan looked at this Director Huang lightly: "I'm in charge, okay?"

"You?" Director Huang sneered, "I think you are still a minor, don't you kidding me. Are you a doctor, do you have a medical qualification certificate? You have read books for several years, and have been sick for several years?"

After his series of questions came, everyone looked at Fang Chuan, as if hoping to get an answer.

Fang Chuan shrugged: "I dropped out of high school without graduating from high school, and only started seeing doctors this year."

"You are still honest!" Director Huang had already determined that Fang Chuan was a liar, and waved his hand: "You give me out. If you touch my patient again, I will call someone!"

Fang Chuan looked at Wang Weidong: "Brother Wang, what do you say?"

Wang Weidong hurriedly walked out and said to Director Huang, "Dr. Huang, I understand your feelings, but, as you said, my father has only one chance to survive. This is equivalent to giving my father an ultimatum."

He paused and pointed to Fang Chuan: "Don't think he is young but he has the ability. If something happens, I will be responsible."

Director Huang frowned when he heard this and shook his head.

But at this time, Wang Changlin also stood up and said, "Xiao Huang, just give us a bottom line. Is it because you have no choice?"

"This..." Director Huang sighed, and finally nodded, "There is basically no way."

"That's good." Wang Changlin gritted his teeth and said: "Then let Fang Chuan try it. If something goes wrong, I will take responsibility."

Director Huang knows the identity of Wang Changlin. Hearing that Wang Changlin has said so, what else can he say?

He had to take a step back and said, "Well, I'll just watch it here, and I'll see how he can cure Secretary Wang!"

Fang Chuan glanced at Director Huang, smiled faintly, then directly pulled out the drip tube from Secretary Wang's wrist, and then pressed one hand on Secretary Wang's chest, gently rubbing it with a special rhythmic technique.

This looks a bit like Tui Na, but in fact, this is a healing technique, a method commonly used by monks in the Qi refining period when healing injuries.

Tuina in Chinese medicine nowadays has almost evolved from this, but because there is no true qi, it cannot be transported, and there is no strong perception ability, so it is not as good as this kind of'qi therapy'. Ability.

Fang Chuan's seemingly ordinary kneading is to maximize his perception ability, and then use his true energy to cleanse and penetrate Secretary Wang's blood.

Secretary Wang's injury was caused by the violent impact, which caused serious damage to the internal organs, which made Director Huang unable to recover.

Fang Chuan treated Secretary Wang's internal organs with Zhen Qi and'Qi Therapy' to get him out of danger.

In his current state, treating an endangered person is simply a waste of energy and anger, and soon his clothes get wet.

"What?" Director Huang is a western doctor, but he has been immersed in the medical world for many years. He has also seen many Chinese medicine experts, and he has also seen brilliant Tuina.

But Fang Chuan had a special charm when he shot it, which seemed even more wonderful than the massage of those old Chinese doctors.

Moreover, they could even see Secretary Wang's body exuding a trace of white mist. Fang Chuan was even more sweaty.

In Director Huang's mind, a word immediately appeared: "Qigong!"

Qigong was all the rage when China was founded more than 30 years ago, but the government later banned it, ostensibly because fake qigong masters cheated.

But in fact, it's because people who practice qigong have to apprehend a teacher. Once an apprenticeship is formed, an organization is formed, and an organized government cannot be supervised.

Therefore, the government immediately banned qigong when it became angry. After more than ten or two decades of propaganda, almost no one believed in the existence of qigong.

Director Huang was a person from that era. He suddenly remembered this and understood that only the legendary special qigong can save Secretary Wang.

He was a little excited. He used to learn from some old Chinese doctors at a meeting of Chinese and Western medicine experts that some families of Chinese medicine have the inheritance of Qigong.

With medical qigong, acupuncture and massage, the most mysterious in Chinese medicine, can play the greatest role.

"Unexpectedly, I saw such a descendant here!" Director Huang was very excited. Seeing the scene before him, he didn't think Fang Chuan was a liar. On the contrary, he also began to think that Fang Chuan was an expert.

This kind of thinking also appeared in Wang Changlin's body, because he was also from that era, and he organized actions to suppress qigong.

His tears suddenly flowed down, extremely excited.

Everyone was quiet, and it took about half an hour before they saw Fang Chuan stop.

"Huh—" Fang Chuan let out a heavy sigh, this time almost exhausting the true qi in his body, and he was half tired.

He didn't have any strength under his feet, so he sat on the hospital bed and adjusted his breath for a while before he opened his eyes and said, "Fortunately, it's not a shame!"

"Have you succeeded?" Liu Shulan was so excited that her lips were shaking.

Wang Changlin also walked up and asked respectfully: "Little brother, is my son out of danger?"

Fang Chuan waved his hand and said to Director Huang: "You are a doctor. You can check it. I'll take a rest. I'm exhausted!"

"I'll help you!" Wang Weidong hurried over, helped Fang Chuan, and walked aside.

With this help, he discovered that the sweat on Fang Chuan's body had almost wetted his clothes. Only then did he know how hard Fang Chuan had been, and he was moved.

After a while, Director Huang finished the examination and exclaimed: "The patient's vital signs are back to normal! His internal organs were ruptured before, how is this possible? Now he has only trauma, no internal injuries, my God! "

"It's great!" Liu Shulan cried with joy.

Wang Changlin was trembling with excitement at first, then ran to Fang Chuan a few steps, suddenly bent his knees, and knelt down: "Little brother Fang Chuan, I thank you!"

"My god!" Fang Chuan was taken aback. He didn't expect this old man to be a man of good temperament, and he hurriedly supported him. "Master, you kneel down, how can I stand it? My birthday!"