Chapter Thirty-Six: Damn it's really God

  Thirty-two-year-old Xue Lin, at the peak of his career, with physical and technical skills at their best, although it was just a casual grab, he subconsciously surpassed ordinary people in speed and strength. His wrist was easily caught by Zhang Shidong, and Xue Lin's series of reactions were all basic movements.

  Clutch fist, shake arm, reverse grab opponent's wrist, body forward probe with shoulder collision...

  A series of actions had yet to unfold, but the intense pain shooting up his wrist left his entire body in a stiffened state, and all his movements were merely unfolding without achieving any effect.

  Zhang Shidong's arm retracted and extended, Xue Lin continuously retreated several steps, and a fart sat on the ground.

  "If I say that I can cure the person inside, would you give me 10 million? Wouldn't it be easier for you to believe that a miracle is possible?"

  Kong Mei, as a mother, no matter who was in front of her, always stood firmly on her son's side. She coldly snatched the file of Liu Haibin, the injured person from Zhao Ya's hand: "The patient had massive bleeding inside his body, and the possibility of coming down from the operating table was less than one percent. Now, not only is he cured, but his leg injury has also healed. Let's go, son."

  Kong Mei doesn't care about Xue Lao or not, whoever dares to question her son is like touching the string that cannot be touched, whoever touches it will die. At this time, she has no so-called high education and high quality, but only a strong maternal love.

  Zhou let out a sigh and said to Zhu Jianjun, "Jianjun, don't you understand what kind of person I am? Can the teacher have any other plans now? We've all made the worst preparations, can it get any worse?"

  Cao Tianfang took the medical records handed over by Zhao Ya, which detailed the patient's condition before and after the onset of the disease. He looked at it and basically agreed with the hospital's conclusion at that time. Then he saw the changes in the patient after Zhang Shidong's acupuncture, Cao Tianfang was shocked, the time of surgery plus the postoperative changes all overturned his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, is it really so magical?

  Raising his head, Cao Tian said: "If the family members agree, I'm in favor of giving it a try."

  Several Chinese medicine practitioners who had previously ridiculed Zhang Shidong stared at Cao Tianfang with their eyes wide open, wanting to grab the information from his hands and take a look. What kind of magic made him make such an "irresponsible" choice?

  "I'll go beg him, if he can really cure my grandfather, I'll kneel down and apologize to him." The straightforwardness of the military man was fully preserved on Xue Lin's body, and he strode out in big steps.

  Xianjun and his siblings exchanged a glance, also feeling that their previous reaction was indeed somewhat excessive.

  "Lao Zhou, give me a straight answer, how confident are you?"

  "Zhou Tongren said: 'If he says it's possible, there's a 70-80% chance; if he says it's not possible, then it really isn't. This kid will never act recklessly, this is the only thing I can confirm about him.'"

  ………

  "Wait a minute."

  Xue Lin ran all the way down the stairs and caught up with Zhang Shidong, who had just taken the elevator. With a flushed face, he bowed deeply in front of Zhang: "If you can save my grandfather, I'll agree to any condition you set, no matter what it is. I don't have 10 million yuan, but my whole family will go borrow and scrape together to give it to you. If our attitude isn't good enough, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you. Even if you can't cure him, please just take a look, I don't want my grandfather to suffer like this all the time."

  Sincerity, Xue Lin moved Kong Mei and Zhao Ya with the most sincere and heartfelt words.

  Zhang Shidong took a look at the text message that had just been sent to his phone and knew that everything he did was under her watchful eye, and that he could enjoy life quietly thanks to her trust in him, entrusting the power of observation over himself entirely to her hands.

  "Xue Lao's influence is very great, far exceeding his family's former status."

  It's clearly a completely private message, having nothing to do with the country or high-level officials, but rather her own reminder to herself. If it really works, this great favor will definitely yield many returns in the future.

  "It's been two years since we last met, and you still underestimate me."

  This time, Zhang Shidong was met with anticipation. Whether it was the patient's family or these experts, the family hoped for success, while these experts hoped for both success and failure.

  "I don't want to leave behind image data, but I can allow some people to observe."

  Zhang Shidong left a sentence, with Zhao Ya's help, quickly disinfected his hands and put on a mask, walking into the operating room. He didn't need an operating room, but the hospital needed some equipment here to monitor the patient's condition at any time.

  The old man was very thin, with severe senile plaques, and his mouth and eyes were severely skewed. He had no sensation below the waist, and his arms were out of control.

  Zhang Shidong pretended to place his index and middle fingers on the old man's wrist, a true energy entered the old man's body from his own, closed his eyes and felt the imaginary scene brought by the flow of true energy.

  After a long time, Zhang Shidong bowed his head and said softly to the old man: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

  The old man's crooked eyes, which had difficulty seeing people normally, suddenly rounded open after Zhang Shidong inserted a few silver needles into his arm. The uncontrollable trembling stopped, and the old man's wise eyes showed trust in Zhang Shidong. After all, only he could sense the existence of true energy. His lower body, which had lost feeling, actually regained some slight sensation as the true energy flowed through it. Having been treated for so long, the old man knew what was possible and what was futile.

  Xian Jianjun, wearing a white coat, and his elder sister Xue Cuiru stood at a distance, clearly witnessing the scene. The siblings were so excited that they couldn't help but hold hands, conveying their silent excitement through the strength of each other's grip.

  Zhao Ya was still Zhang Shidong's assistant, and what she needed to do was very simple: wipe the sweat for Zhang Shidong and use a utensil to catch the dark-colored blood dripping from the silver needle. Cao Tianfang stood aside with two assistants, ready to take over at any time if something unexpected happened, but when he saw the old man's body trembling slightly due to his excitement, he gained confidence in Zhang Shidong's mysterious acupuncture technique.

  Zhang Shidong's acupuncture is not magical, at most it is the accuracy of recognizing acupoints and perfect manipulation, which far exceeds treating illnesses in controlling enemies. What is truly magical is the true qi. The mysterious forbidden zone within the human body becomes useless in front of the true qi. It can perfectly enter, pass through, clean up, block, cut off, and flush any area that modern medicine cannot perfectly control. With the assistance of silver needles, if the intensity of the true qi at the point of acupuncture is stronger, the effect will be even more remarkable.

  His true energy is limited, and even with prolonged intense focus, he can't keep up. Zhang Shidong never thought of becoming a godly doctor recognized by the whole world, it's just that his 'medical skills' are limited, good steel can only be used on the blade.

  The old man's body is like the result given by Cao Tianfang and other experts, the risk of craniotomy is too great and it may not be completely cured. According to Zhang Shidong's comprehensive observation of the old man's body, if he really undergoes a craniotomy, there is zero chance that he will come out of the operating table alive.

  One hour, two hours...

  The psychological changes of the people waiting outside the operating room are peculiar. Generally, the longer the operation takes, the more anxious and fearful the family members become that something dangerous might happen. But at this moment, the Xue family's state was completely opposite. Those women also let out a sigh of relief and took a short rest on the chairs beside them. The fact that it had taken so long and still hadn't ended proved that the treatment by that 'divine doctor' was effective.

  "Hmm...hmm..."

  In the operating room where a falling needle could be heard clearly, a loud snore suddenly sounded. Xue Lao's face was relaxed and asleep on the operating table, announcing the end of Zhang Shidong's rescue.

  "My god, it's really godlike!"

  Who would have thought that Cao Tianfang, the top cardiovascular surgeon in China, would be so excited that he would burst out with profanity.

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