451 I Think It Can Still Be Rescued



As the attending physician of the First Hospital of Binhai City, it had been many years since anyone dared to speak to him in such a tone.

When he heard Ye Feng's words, he was extremely furious, and he immediately retorted loudly,

"I'm just a doctor, not a god! Not every patient can be saved."

"Besides, I've already said that I've tried my best!"

"But Mr. Luo has no signs of life, so I can't do anything about it..."

"I think we can still save him." Ye Feng interrupted his venting.

"You? Hahaha, do you think you're a god? Can it bring the dead back to life?" Cao Jianbin glanced at him disdainfully.

"I can't guarantee it. I can only say that I'll try my best." Ye Feng was very strict with his words. He did not give the other party any chance.

Luo Jingyuan had been observing Ye Feng from the side.

Although he was young, he had always been neither servile nor overbearing, and he dealt with it naturally.

He then looked at his father, who was lying on the ground and had been declared dead.

He could only nod solemnly. "Then let this little brother try."

Cao Jianbin immediately became anxious. "Mr. Luo, this kid has never studied medicine, and he doesn't have the qualifications to practice medicine. How can you believe his words?"

Luo Jingyuan sneered. "I think this little brother is right. You have studied medicine and are qualified to practice medicine."

Doctor Cao was instantly rendered speechless.

Luo Jingyuan looked at Ye Feng again. "Even if this little brother can't help much, can the situation get worse?"

"Didn't you say that my father is dead? Can he die again?"

"Mr. Luo, you can't say that..."

Cao Jianbin wanted to say more.

Luo Jingyuan couldn't take it anymore. He immediately interrupted, "Shut up!"

"Doctor Cao, I've already given you face. If you continue to talk nonsense, leave immediately."

Cao Jianbin saw that he was furious. He could only shut his mouth. At the same time, he did not forget to glare at Ye Feng.

He absolutely did not believe that this person could bring Old Mr. Luo back to life.

Moreover, no one in this world could do it.

Because this was not scientific at all!

However, since his master had spoken, he had nothing to say.

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Ye Feng did not waste any more words. He walked forward and checked on the old man's condition.

He first checked his heartbeat, pulse, and pupils.

Just as Doctor Cao said, the old man had no signs of life.

According to Western medical theory, when a person's heart stopped beating and his brain died, he could basically be declared dead.

But Ye Feng's <Green Bag Scripture Medical Skill> clearly pointed out that the kidney was the foundation of a human.

The kidney governs water, receives the essence of the five zang-fu organs, and stores it.

The essence stored in the kidney is transformed into kidney qi. Whether the kidney qi is full or not is closely related to the life process of a person's birth, growth, growth, aging, and death.

Therefore, as long as the kidneys were not completely exhausted, the person was not really dead.

From the look of Old Mr. Luo's face, there was still a trace of human color, which meant that his kidneys had not completely dried up.

When it completely turned grayish-white, there was really nothing he could do.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned to look at Luo Jingyuan. "Do you have silver needles here?"

Luo Jingyuan was stunned. "Silver needles? No, I'll get someone to buy it now."

Ye Feng shook his head. "I'm afraid it's too late. Do you have wormwood?"

At this moment, the butler at the side hurriedly said, "I have some. Because there are a lot of mosquitoes in the villa, my wife bought it to repel mosquitoes."

With that, he left quickly.

A moment later, he returned with a pile of wormwood sticks in his hands.

After Ye Feng received it, he immediately lit two sticks.

People usually liked to talk about 'acupuncture', but in fact, needles were needles, and acupuncture was acupuncture.

The former used silver needles to stimulate the acupoints of the human body by using acupuncture techniques such as twirling, lifting, and thrusting to achieve the purpose of treating diseases.

The latter was to burn and burn the acupoints on the surface of the body with a burning stick or a burning grass, using the stimulation of heat to achieve the same goal.

Actually, with Old Mr. Luo's current condition, acupuncture was naturally the most effective method.

But Ye Feng did not have any silver needles with him. He could only settle for the second-best option.

He lit up the two sticks and turned to look at Luo Jingyuan. "Use the sticks to rub Old Mr. Luo's temples."

As he spoke, he helped him demonstrate the technique.

Luo Jingyuan did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly took the wormwood stick and used the method that Ye Feng taught him to smoke his father's temple.

Ye Feng then lit up two more and turned to look at Doctor Cao. "You can do acupuncture on Old Mr. Luo's yongquan acupoint."

Deep down, Cao Jianbin was rejecting the offer. However, Luo Jingyuan's cold gaze swept over him, making it impossible for him to refuse.

He could only walk over.

However, even so, he still said unhappily, "Let me make this clear first. I can help, but I don't believe in your treatment method at all."

With that, he took the two sticks and began to roast the yongquan acupoint on the sole of Old Mr. Luo's foot.

Seeing this, everyone was secretly shocked.

It was hard to say whether this guy's medical skills were good or not.

However, he was really arrogant.

He actually ordered Mr. Luo and Dr. Cao to help him.

One of them was a big shot in the business world, and the other was an attending doctor at the city hospital. Their status and identity were extraordinary.

At this moment, they were actually being ordered around by a young man.

If this were to spread, it would probably shock many people.

Ye Feng did not explain further. He lit two more sticks of wormwood and started to massage Old Mr. Luo's taixi and shenshu acupoints.

The hall fell into a dead silence.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats as they paid attention to the situation in the arena.

Time slowly passed.

The situation did not change.

Old Mr. Luo still showed no signs of life.

Instead, his expression turned uglier and uglier.

There was almost no sign of life.

After a full five minutes, a large portion of the incense stick had already burned.

Doctor Cao finally couldn't hold it in anymore and immediately mocked him.

"I told you that your method was unreliable. You want to bring someone back to life with just a few rotten wormwood sticks? What a joke. Now that Old Mr. Luo still hasn't improved, what else can you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly punched toward Old Mr. Luo's heart.

Bang!

It was as if there was a deep hatred between them.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.