Chapter 13: This is a miracle

"Let him try!" Dean Lin said.

Hearing this, Ma Dazhi immediately sneered: "Try it? Put it lightly, if something goes wrong, whose responsibility is it?"

"The responsibility rests with me." Lu Yi said calmly: "My master has told me since I was a child that the doctors put morality first and surgery second. A qualified doctor should first consider how to cure the patient, not As long as there is a ray of hope, doctors can’t give up on patients. Because doctors are their last hope. Dean, I want to try. Even if it fails, I will bear all the responsibility.”

When Lu Yi said something, Dean Lin was in awe. Even Li Menghan looked at Lu Yi deeply.

Only Ma Dazhi looked disdainful and snorted coldly: "You take responsibility? Huh, you don't even have a doctor's qualification certificate, can you afford it?"

"He can't afford it, I will take it." Dean Lin said: "If there is a medical accident, I am willing to bear any consequences."

"You said it yourself, I have already recorded it." Ma Dazhi raised the phone in his hand, squinted and smiled. When the fat face smiled, the fat piled up together, very disgusting.

"Xiao Lu, please." Dean Lin walked up to Lu Yi and patted him on the shoulder heavily.

"Don't worry, Dean, I will definitely go all out." Lu Yi said solemnly.

Li Menghan wanted to say something, opened his mouth and closed it again, watching Lu Yi walk into the operating room.

At this time, the old man was lying on the operating table with a weak breath. If it weren't for the old man's weak heartbeat on the instrument, anyone who saw him would think he was already dead.

Lu Yi took out the golden needles, forced the inner strength of his body to the palm of his hand, and then placed the needles with both hands at the same time. In the blink of an eye, he inserted eight golden needles around the old man's heart.

Then, Lu Yi took out a strange golden needle from the leather clip. It is twice as long as a normal gold needle and as thin as a hair. When the golden needle was pinched on the fingertips, Lu Yi's face instantly became serious.

Because he wants to use this golden needle to slow down the blood circulation in the old man's body so that he can take out the steel bars. Even if he accidentally breaks the old man's carotid artery, he still has a way to stop the old man's bleeding in a very short time.

Lu Yi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and calmed down.

Suddenly, he saw the golden needle spun rapidly at his fingertips. It lasted for about ten seconds. Lu Yi suddenly opened his eyes. With a flick of his finger, the golden needle shot out in an arc and plunged into the old man's heart.

It succeeded!

Lu Yi smiled with joy. Next, he carefully grasped one end of the steel bar with his right hand, and slowly pulled out the steel bar with force.

When the steel bars were pulled out, a blood arrow spurted out.

not good!

Lu Yi was startled, and quickly inserted three gold needles around the old man's neck to seal all the acupuncture points around the old man's carotid artery. Fortunately, the old man's carotid artery and throat did not rupture.

Before he could think more, Lu Yi sutured the wound quickly.

then--

Lu Yi's right hand was pressed on the old man's vest again, and the turbulent internal energy was injected into the old man's body. At the same time, his other hand pulled out the eight golden needles from the old man's chest.

One mind and two purposes are extremely exhausting.

Soon, Lu Yi was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

When all the eight gold needles were pulled out from the old man, Lu Yi slammed his right hand, and a burst of internal energy rushed into the heart from the old man's vest.

呲——

A ray of golden light shot out from the old man's chest, half inserted into the wall, shaking.

It was the seven-inch gold needle that Lu Yi used before.

After a while, Lu Yi slowly withdrew his right hand, and then sat weakly on the ground, panting heavily. His efforts were not in vain, and the old man's life was finally saved by him.

Outside the operating room, Dean Lin, Li Menghan and others stared at the door of the operating room closely without saying a word.

Wang Dalei was restless like an ant on a hot pot. He wanted to ask Dean Lin several times to ask about the situation, but after seeing the latter's serious expression, he did not dare to speak.

Li Menghan lowered his head and glanced at his watch, frowning slightly, "It's been two hours, why hasn't Lu Yi come out yet?"

"Hehe, what can come out, the result is not the same." Ma Dazhi smiled. He seems to have seen that soon he will be able to take the position of the dean.

Dean Lin's face sank, and he was about to speak, but saw that the lights in the operating room went out. Looking up, I saw Lu Yi standing at the door of the operating room pale.

Dean Lin greeted him quickly, and asked eagerly, "Xiao Lu, how is it?"

"Are you asking me or the patient?" Lu Yi said with a smile.

"You, are you okay? How is the patient? Have you been rescued?" Dean Lin asked.

"It's okay, I'm out of danger for my life." Lu Yi said: "Next, as long as you stay in the hospital for a while, you will be fine."

When Wang Dalei heard that his grandfather was all right, he knelt down in front of Lu Yi and said, "Thank you, doctor, thank you, doctor. I will be a bull and a horse for you in my life."

"The words are serious. I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to save the dead and heal the wounded." Lu Yi helped Wang Dalei up.

What kind of **** luck is this kid? He actually succeeded.

Ma Dazhi didn't expect Lu Yi to succeed. He snorted and turned to leave. At this moment, Lu Yi's voice suddenly came from behind: "Vice President Ma, did you just leave like this?"