C11 Soundless Palm

On the fifth floor of the county hospital, in the intensive care unit, several doctors were talking to Sun Qun. A lot of people were standing in the ward, and all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

"Gang-ge, how is it?"

Lin Qing immediately asked as he rushed into the hospital.

"Qingzi, you finally came. Quickly, look at what happened to my dad."

Seeing that Lin Qing had arrived, Sun Qun hurriedly grabbed his arm, using Lin Qing as a last resort.

"Alright, Gang-ge, don't be anxious, let uncle take a look."

Lin Qing hurriedly said as he walked over to the bedside.

"Gangzi, who is this? Even the hospital couldn't do anything about it, is the person you called reliable? "

At this time, the middle-aged man at the side asked.

"Uncle Ma, don't worry. This is my friend. He knows medicine and is very powerful!"

Sun Qun quickly explained.

"His mouth and eyes are crooked, his limbs are cold, a typical symptom of a stroke!"

Thinking this, Lin Qing hurriedly checked the patient's pulse.

Sure enough, the patient's blood was in chaos, pressuring the nerves in his brain, causing him to fall into a coma.

"Give me the silver needles. Gang-ge, I need the silver needles!"

Lin Qing hurriedly said as he looked at Sun Qun.

"Alright, silver needles. Which one of you has a silver needle?" "Give it to me."

Sun Qun looked at the attending doctors and shouted anxiously.

"Mr. Sun, this is against the rules.

He's not our hospital's doctor, and he's messing around here. If the mayor's condition gets serious, we won't be able to afford it. "

At this moment, one of the attending doctors spoke with a clearly troubled tone.

Now that the mayor was unconscious, if he was killed by Lin Qing, then whose responsibility was this? They could not afford that responsibility.

Furthermore, Lin Qing was so young, what kind of medical skills could he possibly know? What's the use of having a silver needle in a society where traditional Chinese medicine had long since declined? What was the use of having a silver needle?

"If I tell you to f * cking take the silver needles, then go and take them. Why are you wasting your breath here? "Hurry up and go!"

Sun Qun was shouting with a red face. He was truly anxious.

"Go on, whatever happens has nothing to do with you."

At this time, Uncle Ma spoke.

"Alright, alright. Secretary Ma, since you've already said so, we will do as you say."

As he spoke, one of the attending doctors quickly left. Not long later, he returned with a set of silver needles.

"Kid, take it easy."

After handing the silver needle to Lin Qing, the attending physician warned him in disdain.

Lin Qing could feel the other party's contempt, but at this time he was too lazy to care. If he continued to delay, Lin Qing would not be able to reverse the situation.

Receiving the silver needles, Lin Qing quickly disinfected them and inserted them into the mayor's head one by one. At the same time, he also inserted a few silver needles into the mayor's major acupoints.

Seeing this scene, the doctors became even more disdainful. All of them knew a bit about Chinese medicine, but Lin Qing's technique was obviously clumsy. It seemed like this was his first time using a silver needle. What kind of cure could this kind of person possibly have?

"This is ridiculous, such a clumsy move, this kind of person can treat illnesses?" Chinese medicine is really declining. "

One of the doctors mocked.

Lin Qing did not pay any attention to him. The silver needles that had been inserted into the mayor's body trembled as he pulled them out one by one.

As he pulled out each of the silver needles, they were accompanied by a stream of blood. It was a rather frightening sight to behold.

When all eighteen silver needles were pulled out, Lin Qing's forehead was already covered in sweat.

"Did you just say that traditional Chinese medicine has declined? Chinese medicine is the inheritance of the old ancestor. Although there are very few people who study Chinese medicine, it does not mean that Chinese medicine cannot cure illnesses! "

Seeing the doctor who had just mocked him, Lin Qing disdainfully snorted.

"Oh, really? Since you guys are so amazing, how about you treat the mayor for me? "

The doctor sneered in dissatisfaction.

However, before Lin Qing could say anything, the mayor who was lying on the bed slowly woke up.

"Where, where am I?"

"Old Sun, you're awake?"

Secretary Ma was pleasantly surprised.

"Old Ma, aren't we going to the countryside to investigate? Where am I? Why is everyone here? "

Sun Guotao asked doubtfully.

"Old Sun, you scared me to death. We went to investigate, but fainted the moment we arrived at the place. We're in the hospital now."

Secretary Ma quickly said.

At this time, the doctor who mocked Lin Qing was completely stupefied. His eyes were wide open and his face was full of disbelief. His face was burning with pain!

The silent slap did not ring, but it hurt even more!

"H-how is this possible?" "He woke up just like that?"

This person spoke in a daze, and even the other doctors had an awkward expression. This was because before, they didn't look down on Lin Qing, but Lin Qing had cured their helpless disease.

Lin Qing sneered. He was too lazy to care about these clowns.

"Qingzi, thank you!"

Looking at Lin Qing, Sun Qun said with incomparable gratitude.

"Enough, Gang-ge, why are we being courteous?" But what I didn't expect is that you are actually the son of the mayor.

Lin Qing said with a smile.

"Nope, I just didn't know how to explain it to you."

Sun Qun said awkwardly.

"Young man, thank you for saving my life."

At this time, on the sickbed, Sun Guotao gratefully said this to Lin Qing.

Just as Lin Qing and Sun Qun were chatting, Secretary Ma had already told him what had happened.

"Uncle, no need to thank me. I am just friends with Gang-ge, that's what I should do.

Sit down first, I'll give you my number. "

As he spoke, Lin Qing extended his hand to grab Sun Guotao's wrist.

"There's almost nothing more to do, Uncle. I'll prescribe a few more doses of medicine and drink it for a week, and your stroke will be completely cured."

Lin Qing said with a smile as he released Sun Guotao's wrist.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Sun Guotao nodded with a smile.

Lin Qing smiled, then he wrote out a prescription with a pen and paper.

"Gang-ge, follow this prescription to get the medicine. One pill for each day, and you'll be able to recover in a week."

"Qingzi, don't say anything, I owe you a favor!"

Sun Qun took the prescription and said with a serious expression.

"Alright Gang-ge, why are we being polite?"

"Alright, you sit here for a while. I'll go get the medicine."

Lin Qing nodded. Sun Qun had just left.

After seeing that everyone in the ward was chatting and that Sun Guotao was fine, Lin Qing quietly left.

Leaving the ward, Lin Qing went to take a look at his parents and little sister.

His father, Lin Tengshan, was still the same. His body was fine and there would be no danger to his life in a short period of time. Therefore, Lin Qing was relieved.

After sitting for a while, Lin Qing left. Right now, all of his attention was placed on that piece of barren land in the village.

As he was driving, Lin Qing's cell phone rang again.

When he saw that it was from Sun Qun, Lin Qing immediately picked up: "Hello, Brother Gang."

"Qingzi, why did you leave? "My dad even prepared dinner for tonight. Thank you so much."

"No need, Gang-ge, what's the relationship between us? What's so special about this? "

"That's fine. If you have anything you need help with in the future, remember to tell me. As long as it's something I can help with, I won't delay it."

Sun Qun said seriously.

Hearing this, Lin Qing's heart was moved and he quickly said, "Gang-ge, you don't have to say. I really need your help with something."