Chapter 7 Brother, Old Enemy!
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Lin Hao's treatment lasted for an hour and a half. During the period, he had to stay careful and alert all the time.
Finally, when he finished the last needling and took back dozens of silver needles from little Xiyan, the president and all directors in the room felt relieved with Lin Hao.
The old scholars could hardly wait for Lin Hao to have a rest. They quickly gathered around him and eagerly asked questions.
"What kind of needling did you use just now, young man? Why haven't I heard of it even if I was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine?"
"Yeah, young man. Although I did not major in traditional Chinese medicine, I notice that the acupoints where you stick the needles are clearly fatal ones! But the patient doesn't have any adverse reactions. What's going on? "
"Mister, I have been treating little Xiyan from beginning to end. Can I have a comprehensive examination for her first?"
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A large group of old scholars gathered around him and they never stopped chattering. And this made Lin Hao smile helplessly only.
"Old gentleman, the method of needling I used just now is created by my master. It is called fatal needling. And probably only my master and I can use it in the world today. So, obviously your family medical books did not record it."
After replying to Wu Youliang, Lin Hao turned his eyes to He Dongguang.
"As for President He, what you said just now is true. The acupoints where I stick the fatal needling are indeed the major fatal acupoints around the body. But this is also the mystery of the needling."
"It's known to all that everything is going according to its schedule and a thing will reverse its course when it reaches its extreme. The fatal needling will not take people's lives. It will stimulate patients' major fatal acupoints by special methods to stimulate their own potential as much as possible, so as to enhance their immune system and the ability of self-healing."
"In addition, this method of needling is so special that my master didn't teach other people except me. After all, any carelessness will lead to medical accidents since all the acupoints where we stick the fatal needling are fatal ones."
"If I didn't grasp the essence of this method of needling and couldn't stick the needles expertly, I won't use it to treat Xiyan."
Meanwhile, Lin Hao unconsciously looked at the sleeping girl lying in the bed with doting eyes. And he put his right hand to little Xiyan's pulse gently.
After feeling the pulse for a moment, Lin Hao confirmed that her condition had improved significantly. He then turned to Zhang Long and said with a smile, "Director Zhang, please check my daughter again since you are in charge of my daughter's treatment."
As soon as Zhang Long heard his words, his eyes were immediately shining with excitement.
Not only he, but all other doctors present looked excited, including President He.
After all, it was clear that little Xiyan's physical characteristics changed after Lin Hao's needling treatment.
As doctors, they were curious about whether the body indexes of the patient who seemed to be recovering tended to be normal.
Just as chefs would wonder whether a dish tasted good or not, or like carpenters would wonder whether the quality of a set of furniture was good or not. This was their professional instinct.
So, the experts and professors present were silent when Zhang Long reinserted the tubes of the medical equipment into little Xiyan's body.
Nobody bothered Lin Hao to answer questions. Everyone was focusing on the data displayed by the medical equipment.
A few minutes later.
First, Zhang Long's eyes widened and he gasped. And then, these experts all looked quite shocked.
"This, this...patient's blood phenylalanine concentration is normal. His phenylalanine hydroxylase activity is normal. His nervous system reaction is normal. His blood pressure is normal. And his blood glucose is normal... "
Zhang Long reported the data displayed on the medical equipment with a tone of shock.
In fact, he didn't have to report it because those doctors in the back could also see it clearly.
He Dongguang looked at Lin Hao with hungry eyes like a poor beggar finding a golden mountain, which made Lin Hao get goosebumps when they looked at each other.
Before Lin Hao spoke, He Dongguang held his hands tightly with excitement. He smiled and swallowed his pride.
"Little brother, come to work in our hospital. Your medical skill is so superb that it should be used to benefit all people!"
"Yes, little brother. As long as you are willing to come, I will yield my position as the director of traditional Chinese medicine to you immediately. And I can even be your assistant! " Wu Youliang followed.
"No. How can he just be a director of traditional Chinese medicine with his ability? I yield my position of vice president to him!"
"Come to work in our hospital, brother!"
"Yes, little brother. Come to our hospital. I want to call you master!"
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These old scholars treated Lin Hao who was in his twenties with great courtesy.
However, their enthusiasm could only make Lin Hao vexed...
Being a Medical Sage and the God of War, did he come back from Dengta to hunt for a job?
The answer, of course, was no.
Just when Lin Hao was warmly invited by these directors, especially when He Dongguang was still gripping his hands, the wooden door of the ward, which had been closed for a long time, was suddenly flung open from the outside.
And then a voice which was still very familiar after more than five years' absence came from the door of the ward.
"Tut Tut. It's a real buzz here. I didn't expect you to come back, bother. When I first heard the news, I thought someone was joking with me!"
Hearing this unforgettable voice, Lin Hao's calm eyes were full of chill immediately.
These old scholars including He Dongguang unexpectedly shut their mouths at the same time. Perhaps they were affected by his intention to kill.
He Dongguang unconsciously let go of Lin Hao's hands. Deep in his heart, he felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have changed into another person instantly.
Lin Hao turned his head. He looked at the figure at the door of the ward, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Lin Ran...How have you been since I saw you last time, my good brother?"
The man standing at the door looked very like Lin Hao. But there was more maliciousness between his brows than Lin Hao.
They looked at each other as they looked at their own old enemies...
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