I emptied my family's possessions to join the army, and my abstinent superior doted on me.

Chapter 55 What are some good solutions?
"Doctor, I'm Guan Zhixun's wife," the woman said anxiously, tears streaming down her face. "He's been complaining of headaches and fatigue for the past two days. Even after sleeping all day, he still feels tired. What's wrong with him?"

“These are clear signs of a stroke.” Qiao Muting replied hastily without stopping his work.

Qian Lai quickly followed and pulled the woman aside to comfort her.

"Auntie, please don't worry. We don't have the equipment to save them right now, so Dr. Qiao is using traditional Chinese medicine to race against death. Can we give them some time?"

Upon hearing the word "death," the woman and the staff member beside her became even more solemn.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Auntie, the more timely the treatment, the better for us. Let's go wait backstage."

On the other side, Qiao Muting had no time to argue with others and devoted himself entirely to the treatment.

He quickly inserted fine needles into ten acupoints, including Renzhong, Hegu, Taichong, and Yongquan.

Then, he pierced the tips of Guan Zhixun's ten fingers and squeezed out two or three drops of black blood.

He was drenched in sweat after performing this set of movements.

Is this some kind of superstitious practice?

"Will this really save lives?"

"This is ridiculous."

"Director Guan needs surgery immediately, or his life will be in danger. Isn't this random needle-sticking here going to kill him?"

This last person was filled with malice. And he was even a fellow countryman!
Qiao Muting stared at the other person with disbelief: "This is the Ten Acupoints Bloodletting Technique in Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you don't understand it, don't talk nonsense."

At this moment, Guan Zhixun's breathing rate gradually became even, and he had just made a slight sound in his throat. All signs indicated that his level of consciousness was recovering and that he had not fallen into a deep coma.

This is great news!

"Oh, this is amazing!" John and his team members looked at the patient's reaction in disbelief.

"You're saying this is a method from Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

“Yes.” Qiao Muting continued the subsequent rescue operations while explaining the underlying principles to his foreign colleagues in simple English.

"There's really no need to worry. The bloodletting technique performed by this doctor is a proven and effective traditional Chinese medicine emergency treatment. It has significant rapid intervention value for acute conditions such as stroke and hypertension."

She actually knew about the "Ten Points Bloodletting Technique"!
Qiao Muting looked at the girl with new respect once again, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

Qian Lai loudly provided further explanation to the guests in the room.

Soon, the sirens of ambulances sounded outside, and instantly, a team of paramedics rushed into the lobby.

The emergency physician quickly examined the patient.

Guan Zhixun's wife, Ms. Wen Lan, anxiously paced around the paramedics: "Doctor, my husband..."

The emergency team leader didn't answer her question directly, but looked around and asked, "Who stuck needles all over the patient's body?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was completely silent.

"it's me!"

Upon hearing this, the emergency team leader looked up, frowned, and sized him up for a moment: "Are you Director Qiao from the Beijing Military Region General Hospital? You gave an academic presentation at last year's medical forum?"

Qiao Muting was surprised that someone in the new city had heard his speech.

He nodded.

"Wow, I'm getting up close and personal with a master!" The emergency team leader was overjoyed, then pointed at the patient, "Did you do this? Is this the Ten Points Bloodletting Technique you mentioned?"

"Correct."

This is one of the cases he mentioned in his speech at the forum on how traditional Chinese medicine can help the development of modern medicine.

"Oh dear, family members, don't worry. Your husband suffered a sudden stroke, but thankfully Dr. Qiao provided timely treatment, buying him the most precious time. His condition is relatively stable now. Come on, let's get him to the hospital quickly."

Upon hearing the emergency medical team leader's words, the crowd below erupted in uproar.

"It has to be our traditional Chinese medicine, which is profound and extensive."

"Who was it that just questioned someone's professionalism? That's utterly ignorant."

"Some people make a mess of their own field, but insist on interfering in other people's fields."

"Fortunately, this doctor wasn't bothered by the gossip, otherwise, this would have been Director Guan!"

The discussions were louder than the previous criticisms. The paramedics quickly carried Guan Zhixun away.

Meanwhile, Qiao Muting was surrounded by John's team members, who answered various professional questions about traditional Chinese medicine theory.

Qian Lai stood outside the circle of people, watching with a slight smile as the tallest person calmly interacted with everyone.

It's often said that people are most charming when they're working. Now she firmly believes in this.

Qiao Muting's serious, rigorous, and meticulous demeanor in his field is completely different from his appearance in the abandoned workshops and on the trains in Nanshi.

There is an undeniable aura of dominance about him.

Suddenly, the lights changed again, reminding people to move on to the next step.

John then "released" Qiao Muting.

The first thing he did after regaining his "freedom" was to obediently return to Qian Lai's side.

Qian Lai gave him a thumbs up and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Dr. Qiao, you were indeed very heroic when you were saving people."

Hearing these words pleased him greatly, and he could hardly suppress the high curve of his lips, smiling like a little Li.

"Isn't saving lives a doctor's duty?"

He straightened his bow tie, which had been askew, and tried to put his suit back on, only to realize that he was already soaked in sweat.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom to tidy up. The buffet is already set up, why don't you go grab something to eat? I'll be right back. But," Qiao Muting looked at Qian Lai with shy eyes, "could you save the next dance for me?"

"What a cunning man," Qian Lai thought to himself.

Especially when he smiles, his peach blossom eyes and pink under-eye bags make people's hearts blush with happiness.

The smiles between the two of them, a smile that seemed to say, were seen with nothing but resentment by someone in the corner.

"It's this woman again?" A man with a smoky voice approached Fang Wenxue from behind.

"That man is indeed outstanding; he seems to be a famous doctor. He and you are a perfect match."

Unfortunately, there are always some annoying people who, relying on their good looks, block other people's path to happiness and break up their beautiful marriages.

Sigh, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't let her keep being so smug.

As the man watched Fang Wenxue's face change color, he placed a "knife" into her heart.

Fang Wenxue held her hands tightly to her chest, her nails almost digging into her flesh, yet she felt no pain.

How can physical pain compare to the anger and jealousy of unrequited love?

Just two days ago, Qiao Muting actually came to question me directly.

At first, I thought he had really changed and had finally noticed my good qualities.

But when she happily approached him, she was met with his righteous and stern reprimand.

She will never forget the humiliation she suffered that day.

His beautiful, mesmerizing eyes shone not with love, but with cold, icy glints.

"Fang Wenxue, I'll let you off this time for your brother's sake. But if I find out again that you've fabricated stories about our relationship with my friends and spread rumors that I'm some damn fiancé of yours, don't blame me for being ruthless."

And another thing! My children are none of your business.

After saying that, he strode away, completely disregarding the fact that his heart was shattered into pieces.

Is he still the same Mu Ting brother who would smile and tolerate no matter how outrageous he was?
This was the first time he had ever been so harsh on himself.

Now it seems, it was all because of this woman.

It must be that this woman spoke ill of me, which is why Brother Muting was bewitched by her and then spoke ill of me.

Thinking of this, she turned to Liu Shifan beside her and said, "Do you have any good ideas on how to deal with such trash, Mr. Liu?"

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