Chapter 74: The Mysterious Acupuncture (Three)

  "Mr. Zhou, I don't know what kind of acupuncture technique you use? It should be extremely valuable if it can save lives in critical situations?" Just as a group of white coats were indignantly waiting to expose the big scammer Zhou Ming, Wang Shiliang was the first to speak up with a scorching and pressing question.

  He is the head of the municipal hospital, and it is his responsibility to take care of Mayor Huang's affairs. He has already made up his mind that as soon as Zhou Ming opens his mouth and says what kind of technique he wants to use, he will "ask for guidance" and explore the underlying principles of that technique. At that time, it will inevitably involve academic debates within traditional Chinese medicine. As the head of the hospital, Wang Shiliang has put aside a lot of medical research in recent years and is more focused on studying the art of being an official.

  But even so, he himself has a deep understanding of traditional Chinese medicine. As long as it involves academic debate, he doesn't believe that Zhou Ming Luo can show off his skills without revealing any flaws, after all, he doesn't believe that Zhou Ming Luo is really a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

  As long as Zhou Ming Luo is exposed, even if the old man in the emergency room can't wait for the expert from Yangcheng to arrive, he can still leave a good impression on Huang Xing Ran's face, and when the time comes, his merits will be offset and he will be able to get away with it.

  But unfortunately, the wish is beautiful, but reality is always cruel. Zhou Ming Luo had expected this situation and had already given a targeted answer, so at this moment he said very calmly, "Director Wang, I'm afraid I don't understand medicine. To say that my level of Chinese medicine is probably far inferior to any doctor in the city's first hospital... being able to grasp this formation is completely due to luck..."

  He didn't care what others thought, Zhou Mingluo repeated the words he had previously told Mayor Huang, emphasizing that he simply memorized the acupuncture method passed down by the old Chinese doctor, and as for the name of this acupuncture method and the reasoning behind it, he knew nothing.

  Moreover, he explicitly pointed out that although this acupuncture method has a life-prolonging effect on most people who are critically ill, because it is memorized by rote and each person's critical illness has different causes, the effect of acupuncture also varies in strength, possibly really prolonging life or not at all.

  As for the one in the emergency room now, he is just trying and has no grasp at all.

  After this explanation came out, Wang Yuanzhang and others who had been preparing to "expose" him were all stunned on the spot.

  Everyone was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.

  What can they say? Originally, they thought it was a scam and were prepared to take a chance to get close to Mayor Huang, so they were all confident in preparing to use TCM syndrome differentiation to debunk him. As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said that he didn't understand anything, so how could they continue?

  That's also true, if it were a doctor who pretends to understand but doesn't actually know anything, they can naturally use various theories to debunk lies. But what if the other person has already made it clear that they don't understand? How are you going to debunk them then? How are you going to argue with them? Isn't that just nonsense?

  "This...this, Mayor Huang, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Wang Yuanzhang's eyes widened in dismay, and he almost collapsed from frustration. It was as if someone had mustered all their strength to deliver a powerful blow to their opponent, only to suddenly discover that the opponent had vanished into thin air, leaving them unable to find anyone to strike. The feeling of disappointment was unbearable.

  But he can't even find a starting point for refutation, and he knows it's not right. After all, every life-threatening person has different reasons for being in danger, and relying on a set of rigidly memorized acupuncture methods to save lives is absolutely nonsense. But Zhou Mingluo had already made this clear from the beginning, without any evasion or concealment, so how can he refute it?

  "What's wrong? If you can help Song Lao prolong his life until the expert from the provincial city arrives, then go ahead and do it. But if not, then don't spout nonsense." Huang Xingran's emotions were clearly very bad, he glared fiercely at Wang Shiliang, saying with great indignation.

  He also knew that this method was a bit unorthodox, but Zhou Ming Luo was still trustworthy. After all, the prescription he got from that old Chinese doctor had been fully verified for its miraculous effect - it could cure liver cirrhosis in just one week! In modern times, even if it's just a common cold, it would take at least three or four days to fully recover, and that's being optimistic. Let alone liver cirrhosis, a serious disease that can be compared to liver cancer. Being able to cure it in just one week was simply a miracle.

  Since a miracle had already occurred, he naturally also had some faith in the acupuncture method passed down by that old Chinese doctor.

  Moreover, this person is obviously a very decisive character who has chosen to believe Zhou Mingluo, that is, to use people without suspicion, and not to use those who are suspected.

  Everyone has already made up their minds, but Wang Shiliang jumped out again to stir up trouble, isn't that just asking for a beating?

  This sentence made Wang Shiliang and others speechless again. Yes, Zhou Mingluo's words were indeed nonsense, but he had a precedent of curing Chen Hong's early liver cirrhosis in one week, which was still somewhat convincing. And what about them? Since they couldn't save Song Lao inside, what qualifications did they have to doubt Zhou Mingluo here?

  "Yes, Mayor Huang said that. Let's invite Mr. Zhou to come in and get the injection now." It was very embarrassing, Wang Shiliang opened his mouth again, with a speechless expression on his face.

  "Alright, Mayor Huang, but we have a small condition. We hope that when I make the injection, there are no outsiders disturbing us. After all, this is a serious matter, and if someone interrupts, it's easy to make mistakes." Zhou Mingluo also nodded with a smile, feeling quite relieved.

  But this pleasant surprise made Wang Shiliang and others secretly discuss again, not allowing anyone to disturb? That is to say, when he was sewing, no one could visit him? Only he can be present.

  He had originally thought that he would quietly follow suit later, and when Zhou Ming's needle killed the old man inside, he could also prove his foresight, but now even this couldn't be done.

  This is disgusting.

  Yes, even if Zhou Mingluo already had a magical prescription as a basis, Wang Shiliang still didn't believe that the other party could save Song Lao's life. After all, this matter was too ridiculous - a set of acupuncture methods could save the lives of most people who were critically ill? This is simply too absurd, and it's similar to someone saying that a certain medicine can cure all diseases.

  Everyone's life-threatening cause is different, and the emergency treatment plan is naturally different. Even if it's the same person who suffers from the same potentially fatal disease, the treatment needed is also different for each individual, because there are huge differences in everyone's physical condition, which is an objective fact that doesn't need to be questioned.

  Now Zhou Minglie claims to have a set of acupuncture methods passed down from an old Chinese doctor that can revive most people on the brink of death, isn't this like claiming to have some kind of medicine that can cure all diseases?

  How can anyone believe that he absolutely believes that with one needle, Zhou Ming will kill Song Lao with a 90% chance, and the remaining 10% is just his luck, let alone save his life, which is even more absurd.

  Even if he didn't believe Zhou Mingluo could do what he said, the problem was that Huang Xingran believed it, and more importantly, they had no way to save Song Lao's life at this moment, which made several people feel depressed.

  "Alright, you'll go in alone next time. If you can manage to save Old Song's life, that would be best. Even if you can't, I've already done my part and there's nothing more I can do." In the midst of Wang Shiliang and others' successive silence, Huang Xingran nodded again, also helplessly saying, in fact he could think of what Wang Shiliang and others were thinking about, it was just that at this point, he had no other choice but to choose to believe in Zhou Mingluo.

  "The needles are here. Mayor Huang, I've brought the acupuncture needles you wanted." Just as Huang Xingran spoke, a panting figure suddenly ran in from the corridor, holding a box of acupuncture needles - it was the doctor who had just left.

  Upon seeing this, Huang Xingran looked at Zhou Mingluo with a serious expression once again, "Mr. Zhou, I'm counting on you."

  "Alright, I'll do my best." Zhou Ming Luo didn't hesitate and took the acupuncture needle from the doctor, striding towards the emergency room. However, as he walked, Wang Shi Liang and others couldn't help but roll their eyes repeatedly. This guy was really good at talking nonsense, and it was unbelievable that he could actually make Mayor Huang believe him, which was simply absurd.