Douluo: You call this a toy

"This kid is arrogant and arrogant here. Get him out quickly. The patient's injury is getting worse and there is no time to lose."

Several experts spoke out at the same time.

Bi Jiasheng was a little hesitant. He didn't want anything to happen to his brother, nor did he want to have his leg amputated. He believed that Yang Fan's medical skills were superior in some aspects, but was he really [-]% sure that the fracture would be this severe?

"I think we might as well let him give it a try. If it doesn't work, then perform surgery. After all, amputation will affect the rest of the patient's life."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and everyone looked around. It was Lin Haiyang, the director of surgery. Some people were quite puzzled.

The director of the emergency department opened and closed his mouth a few times, also wanting to support Yang Fan. In the end, he swallowed the words back. He had not yet secured his position as director, for fear of being in the wrong team and losing his position.

"I also agree, and I am willing to be deputy."

Mr. Pan, an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, squeezed his way out of the crowd and came to Yang Fan.

Even Mr. Pan was on the same side as Yang Fan. Bi Jiasheng immediately made up his mind, "Let Dr. Yang try it? During the treatment process, if an accident occurs, stop it immediately and change it to surgery. Dean Wu, let the operating room and the chief surgeon Standby."

Dean Wu responded and made corresponding adjustments.

Bi Jiasheng had already agreed, and those experts who had opposing opinions had no way to intervene. They were anxious and stared at Yang Fan coldly.

"Dr. Yang, please start."

Under Bi Jiasheng's gentle wave, everyone took two steps back to make enough space.

"Mr. Pan, let's divide the work and cooperate. You apply the acupuncture, and I will reset it with my technique."

Because resetting takes a long time, and even if Bi Jiaxiang's damaged organs cannot be repaired, they must be controlled to buy more time for manual resetting.

"it is good."

As Mr. Pan finished speaking, a doctor came to him, holding an acupuncture box in his hand.

Here, under the gaze of everyone, Yang Fan threw off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, and many people couldn't help but widen their eyes, wondering what he wanted to do.

Bi Jiasheng was also stunned and clenched his fists tightly. His younger brother's voice echoed in his ears, "Even if I die, I won't have my limb amputated!"

But seeing Yang Fan sitting on the bed, he gently separated Bi Jiaxiang's legs, then grabbed one, and moved quickly with his hands, pinching, kneading, or flicking. In short, the movements were so fast and dazzling that even if he had good eyesight, he couldn't see it. clear.

On the other side, Mr. Pan had learned about the injury. He was holding a silver needle and frowning slightly. It was okay to treat a certain organ, but treating multiple organs at the same time was a big challenge for him. For a while, he didn't know how to proceed. Needle.

"Shenting, ascend to the star, front top, Baihui."

Several acupuncture points were mentioned from Yang Fan's mouth.

Pan Lao suddenly realized that the Tongtian Needle should be used to save the brain first, then lower the wrist, and drop it one by one according to the acupuncture points mentioned by Yang Fan.

"Daling, Neiguan, Jianshi, Qiemen..."

The most outstanding Chinese medicine expert in the provincial medical department, although not as famous as Ouyang Jiu, is definitely among the top five in Nanzhou. Not only did he cooperate with the young man's mischief, but he also gave out injections under his command. Some people think this is a shame for the hospital.

Mr. Pan's expression was solemn, and he became more and more excited as the silver needles fell into the patient's body one after another, because he had never used this kind of acupuncture before, and had never seen it before, but the effect was immediate, and the silver needles fell into the patient's body. Wherever the needle goes, a red line appears.

What is surprising and infuriating is that Yang Fan closed his eyes. If his palms were not still moving, he would definitely have thought he was asleep.

More than ten minutes later, his palms had reached his knees. The treated areas, except for the rounded and obviously deformed areas of his calves, were still there.

"Grandstanding, pretentious!"

The orthopedic specialist couldn't stand it anymore and scolded him coldly.

The movements of Yang Fan's hands were not affected at all, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. He raised his eyes and saw Mr. Pan finishing the acupuncture and said, "Mr. Pan, use perfect techniques to review the reset areas."

A flash of light flashed in Pan Lao's eyes. He hadn't used the perfect fracture reduction technique that Yang Fan had taught him yet, so why not take the opportunity to practice it? Then, he used the same technique as Yang Fan on Bi Jiaxiang's calf.

An hour later, the silver needle was still on Bi Jiaxiang's body. However, some of the electrode blocks were removed by Yang Fan, and she had begun to reposition the other leg.

The patient is sweating profusely, the body is soaked, most of the mental energy has been used up, and he looks slightly tired. Just imagine, the internal energy is continuously flowing into the patient's body, and the fluoroscopy is used frequently, almost to the point of overdraft.

If you persist for half an hour longer and have the confidence to complete the reset, is the key to holding on for that long?When it was reset to the other calf, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Bi Jiasheng was deeply moved. In order to save his brother, Yang Fan risked his life.

Unexpectedly, in order to maintain his energy and stimulate his inner potential, Yang Fan had no choice but to bite the tip of his tongue. To prevent others from noticing, he swallowed the blood in his stomach, but some of it spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Dean Wu, ask your people to wipe the sweat with Dr. Yang and get him a glass of water."

Under Bi Jiasheng's scolding, Dean Wu realized that he was too engrossed in what he was watching. However, before he could tell him, a young nurse took out her handkerchief and gently wiped Yang Fan.

After wiping, he took out a glass of milk from his pocket, inserted a straw into it, and stuffed it into the corner of Yang Fan's mouth.

Yang Fan hesitated slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the nurse, gave him a grateful look, drank it quickly.

They all thought it was over, but the little nurse blushed and took out another piece of ham. She bit it open with her white teeth. She stretched out her jade arm and stuffed it into Yang Fan's mouth. Yang Fan opened his eyes again, took a bite, chewed a few times and swallowed. into the belly.

"Xiao Tan, don't interfere with Dr. Yang's efforts to save people."

The director of the emergency department sounded reproachful, thinking that Nurse Tan was deliberately putting on a show in front of the leadership.

Dean Wu's face was livid, he glanced at Bi Jiasheng secretly, and shouted: "Director Fang, your subordinates bring snacks during work, you should take good care of them!"

The director of the room trembled all over and glared at Nurse Tan angrily, "Xiao Tan, pack your things and go to another department. People like you are not needed in the emergency department."

Nurse Xiao Tan froze and the remaining half of the ham in her hand fell to the ground.

"Director, I know I was wrong..."

"Get out and don't embarrass yourself here."

Nurse Xiao Tan bit her lip in grievance, took out her handkerchief and wiped Yang Fan for the last time, then turned and walked out.

"Everyone, listen up. From now on, no matter who brings snacks to work, they will be fired."

Another nurse said in a low voice: "Xiao Tan is off the night shift today, and I brought her breakfast. The patient came early, and she has been busy until now, and she hasn't had time to eat it."

"Don't defend her. Can you starve to death if you don't eat a meal?"

Yang Fan glanced at the room director, then glanced at the others, and continued treatment.

call.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and saw Mr. Pan standing aside in admiration. He checked and found that the broken bones had been restored to their original positions, leaving only obvious broken bones, and he could not help.

"Can my brother's leg be saved?"

Bi Jiasheng has been suffering for the past hour and a half.

Yang Fan didn't answer. It was no exaggeration to say that he didn't even have the energy to speak now. He had to continue treatment and simply closed his eyes to rest.

"In the end, I think he is being mysterious. We are all doctors. Look at the patient's legs. They are still the same after treatment. We can't wait any longer and drag him out quickly."

The orthopedic expert came forward and tried to pull Yang Fan off the bed.