City Qimen Medical Saint (Strange Doctor Hand)

"Brother, just let it go, it's dead anyway, no matter what, thank you for giving me this hope." Huang Shaohui laughed.

Ye Haoxuan nodded, and then he asked people to add fire to the pot. The fire should not be too big, and a slow fire is best.

Even so, after half an hour, the water in the pot still splashed, and the temperature of the water in the wooden barrel where Huang Shaohui was located also rose, and white gas came out of the barrel.

The water temperature is extremely high, which has reached the limit of human tolerance. Although the fire is well controlled and does not hurt the skin, it is not something ordinary people can bear. Huang Shaohui's face was flushed. sound.

Seeing this situation, the people around couldn't help admiring Huang Shaohui. How much perseverance must it take to endure such pain?Huang Shaohui really deserved to be an iron-blooded sweater.

Some female nurses could no longer bear to watch, and Jiang Bing even covered her mouth, trying not to cry out.

Ye Haoxuan was also shocked. The temperature of the water in the wooden barrel was so high that no one else could bear it. However, Huang Shaohui could bear it. This shows that he is a soldier with iron-blooded character.

The fire was still going on, and an hour passed without knowing it, and Ye Haoxuan just stared at Huang Shaohui closely, showing no sign that the treatment was completed.

It's just that Huang Shaohui's patience has reached the limit, his face is flushed, almost dripping blood.

"Xiaoye... How long will it take?" Elder Huang finally couldn't help asking.

As soon as Huang's old words came out, everyone's eyes were on Ye Haoxuan's face. At this time, Huang Shaohui had reached his limit. If he was not brought out, something serious might happen.

"Waiting." Ye Haoxuan said with a tense expression.

"I can't wait any longer." Seeing that Huang Shaohui was already a little drowsy, Nie Zhiping shouted, "The patient can't take it any longer. If you continue to wait, you will die."

"This is my patient, I have a sense of proportion." Ye Haoxuan said with a tense face, without even looking at Nie Zhiping.

"Dean, I really can't wait any longer." Nie Zhiping turned to the dean.

"That Mr. Huang... why don't you stop first and let Colonel Huang take a rest." Dean Lian hesitated and said.

Huang Lao and Lin Lao looked at Ye Haoxuan.

"No, now is the critical moment. If you let the eldest brother come out now, all previous efforts will be wasted." Ye Haoxuan said.

"You are killing people." Nie Zhiping shouted.

"I'm also a doctor. I will be responsible for my patients. If something goes wrong, I will take full responsibility." Ye Haoxuan shouted.

"You..." Nie Zhiping was furious, he turned around and shouted: "Get him out quickly, or someone will die."

The doctors behind him looked at each other and were caught in a dilemma for a while.

"Get it out quickly, or there will be problems, and I will take responsibility for it." Nie Zhiping shouted, he understood the worries in these people's hearts.

Immediately, several people came out and wanted to extinguish the fire in the pot.

"Back off." Ye Haoxuan shouted.

"Quack doctor, you are hurting people." Nie Zhiping shouted angrily.

In fact, not only Nie Zhiping, everyone present thought that Ye Haoxuan was messing around, Huang Shaohui was already in a semi-comatose state, and the water was almost scalding him, if he didn't get it out, he might die .

"I said that I will take full responsibility." Ye Haoxuan shouted.

"Can you afford it?" Nie Zhiping was furious, and stepped forward to put out the fire in the pot with water.

Ye Haoxuan frowned, and was about to stop him, but at this moment, there was a burst of exclamation, and Huang Shaohui, who was in the barrel, had reached his limit. He tilted his head and fell into the barrel.

Ye Haoxuan jumped onto the pot, grabbed Huang Shaohui's shoulders with both hands, and pulled him out of the barrel with a little force.

"Hurry up and give first aid, I will settle accounts with you later..." Nie Zhiping shouted.

The emergency equipment on one side was always connected, and the fear was that something might happen.

"Get out of the way, let me do it." Ye Haoxuan put Huang Shaohui on the push bed, stretched his arms, and an invisible breath came out from his arms.

The medical staff who rushed over only felt a great force coming from him, and they all took a step back involuntarily.

"Shao Hui..." Jiang Bing almost fainted, she looked at Huang Shaohui who was unconscious on the hospital bed with a pale face.

Although Mr. Huang has been in the top position for a long time, he doesn't like to be angry with people, but his grandson is in danger, and his face is also tense.

Ye Haoxuan quickly took out the silver needle, and pierced it into several large acupuncture points all over Huang Shaohui's body, and then let out a trace of true energy.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zhiping couldn't help being furious: "What are you doing, aren't you torturing people enough? Go away, your Chinese medicine is superstition and witchcraft, can it cure diseases?"

After Ye Haoxuan completed the injection, he looked at Huang Shaohui who was lying on the push bed with a tense expression, counting silently in his heart.

"3, 2, 1."

As his countdown ended, Huang Shaohui really moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.

Ye Haoxuan's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Just now, he wanted Huang Shaohui's endurance to reach its limit, so as to stimulate the potential in his body.

It's just that this method is extremely risky. If Huang Shaohui's willpower and endurance cannot reach a certain level, it is very likely that once he faints, he will not be able to wake up again.

Elder Huang and Jiang Bing rushed forward, and Jiang Bing wept with joy. She held Huang Shaohui's hand tightly and shouted, "Shao Hui... Shao Hui, how are you doing?"

"Shao Hui, are you all right? How do you feel?" Mr. Huang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his grandson woke up.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Although Huang Shaohui was weak, he was in good spirits.

He felt it and said, "I want to sit up."

Jiang Bing and Huang Lao quickly helped him up.

Huang Shaohui felt waves of heat rushing through his legs, and at the same time, the pain in his back, which was usually painful, was much less.

He moved hard to see what happened to his legs.

However, with his sudden exertion, his right leg was suddenly lifted up.

For a while, the audience was silent, and everyone stared dumbfounded at Huang Shaohui, who had no feeling in his legs and couldn't even move a long time ago.

"Amazing, really amazing. I never thought that the paralysis of both legs caused by the complication caused by ankylosing spondylitis could recover so quickly."

"That's right...it's a miracle. According to his situation, he would have to amputate according to the usual practice..."

"Shao Hui, are you feeling your leg?" Jiang Bing and Huang Lao were surprised and delighted.

Huang Shaohui moved his legs slowly and excitedly. At that moment, this iron-blooded man who had bleed and sweated without shedding a single tear burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, God bless my descendants of the Huang family." Huang Lao burst into tears for a while.