The strong dragon descends from the mountain and conquers the white, rich and beautiful fiancée

In order to protect the family property, Hu Ping and Hu Zhijie tried to persuade Ye Xinhong, which made her a little shaken.

Ye Xinhua frowned. "I just heard the nurse talking. She said Mr. Zhang had a stroke, not cancer! Even if you're a medical genius, you might be able to cure a stroke, but not necessarily cancer."

He still preferred to let Ye Xinhong use the special medicine.

But Hu Ping and Hu Zhijie were fanning the flames.

"Uncle, what do you know? What disease can't the Ten Great Masters cure? It's just that ordinary people like us don't usually come into contact with such great people!"

"This is a good opportunity. Let's go ask that miracle doctor for help! You, Yao Man, right? Aren't you Song Chaozong's niece? Go and ask him for help..."

Yao Man's expression suddenly became extremely strange.

Others may not understand, but doesn’t she understand?

The miracle doctor who treated Mr. Zhang today was Ye Yan!

There were many people who had the same idea as Hu Ping, and they all rushed towards the VIP ward area.

Among the crowd, there was also a familiar face of Ye Yan.

Guo Honglang and Guo Shiwei!

Now Guo Shihao's condition is getting worse and worse, and he has to be sent to the intensive care unit of the hospital.

The two happened to hear that Mr. Zhang Songbai had invited a miracle doctor who could even save people who were sentenced to death by the hospital.

They immediately became excited. This kind of miracle doctor is hard to come by!

In the VIP ward.

After carefully examining Zhang Songbai, Lu Songhe frowned and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very skilled and can't help you!"

Although Zhang Wentao and Zhong Wenpei felt a little regretful, they were not too disappointed. Instead, they looked at Ye Yan with burning eyes.

However, Ye Yan was neither anxious nor impatient, and had no intention of taking action at all.

"Don't be so self-deprecating. The treatment plan you just proposed is still feasible. Especially your Pulse Protection Pills, which are a royal product from the previous dynasty. Their effect is more than ten times stronger than the Quick-Acting Heart-Saving Pills."

"Letting Mr. Zhang take the Humai Pills and then trying to clear the blocked blood vessels with acupuncture is the right idea!"

Lu Songhe gave a bitter laugh. "But this treatment plan has a major problem! Mr. Zhang's brain blood vessels are blocked, so we can't give him an acupuncture needle at all!"

If it is cardiovascular, there is still a possibility.

The brain is the most sophisticated organ in the human body and cannot tolerate even the slightest error.

Moreover, Zhang Songbai has been in a coma for three days and three nights, and his cerebral blood vessels are severely blocked, and there is probably a lot of blockage accumulated.

Even if a certain section of the blood vessel can be unblocked, the blockage may spread to other locations and could take his life at any time!

Ye Yan's expression remained unchanged: "How can we know if we don't try? First, put the pulse-protecting pill into the old man's mouth! Wait a few minutes, and then you will follow my instructions and give him acupuncture immediately..."

Seeing that Ye Yan was not at all shy, he ordered Lu Songhe around as if he were his own assistant.

Not only did the crowd not feel that there was anything wrong, but they felt that it was natural.

As the meridian-protecting pill was put into Zhang Songbai's mouth, everyone present tensed up and held their breath, fearing that they would disturb Ye Yan's treatment.

"Use the flower-picking acupuncture technique, first protecting the heart meridian, then the neck..."

An outsider may not be able to see the trick.

But Chen Chulan, Dean Zhu and others on the side became more and more frightened as they watched.

In a short period of time, under Ye Yan's guidance, Lu Songhe has successively changed three acupuncture methods, each of which is amazing!

However, when it comes to the fourth type.

"Mr. Ye, I... I don't know how to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand!" Lu Songhe looked ashamed.

Chen Chulan couldn't help but say, "The legendary Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand has been lost for a hundred years. Could it be that Mr. Ye..."

Ye Yan frowned slightly.

"That was an oversight on my part. You two should get closer. How much you can learn depends on your own understanding!"

Chen Chulan and Lu Songhe looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

Not to mention that the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Hand" has been lost for many years. Even if it has been passed down to this day, it must be a secret of some master.

But Ye Yan wanted to teach on the spot.

Ye Yan took full charge of the subsequent treatment.

His hands were like ghosts, and in an instant, he had injected thirteen needles into Zhang Songbai's body!

"The next part is the key point, but... you don't need to watch it!"

Chen Chulan and Lu Songhe subconsciously felt that Ye Yan might be about to use a more precious acupuncture technique that was not to be passed on to others.

But before the two could retreat, Ye Yan had already taken action.

One of his fingers was hovering over Zhang Songbai's head, and the white hair on Zhang Songbai's head suddenly moved slightly.

"Use gas to transform the needle!"

Lu Songhe's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

But soon, he covered his mouth, fearing to disturb Ye Yan.

Chen Chulan, Dean Zhu, and the others were quite curious: "Using Qi to transform needles? What does that mean?"

Lu Songhe was trembling all over and his face was flushed, which was caused by excitement!

"You don't understand... Rumor has it that in ancient times, medicine and martial arts were inseparable! Many martial arts masters were also medical experts!"

"And those medical experts, even if they are not peerless masters, they still know some health-preserving techniques to keep their bodies strong and healthy..."

"Combining martial arts and medicine has given rise to many miraculous medical techniques! For example, condensing qi into a knife, and transforming qi into a needle..."

Simply put, those masters who are both medical and martial artists can use internal strength and external means to perform some mysterious medical skills.

Ye Yan has obviously reached this point!

He can use internal strength instead of silver needles to clear Zhang Songbai's brain blood vessels.

A real silver needle, when inserted into flesh, usually leaves no trace.

But the blood vessels in the brain are extremely thin, and some tiny blood vessels are many times thinner than silver needles, so needles cannot be used at all.

Using gasification needles can completely avoid the damage of silver needles to cerebral blood vessels and brain, and dredge blood vessels.

It can even nourish internal energy and make blood vessels younger.

No wonder Ye Yan said that they didn’t need to watch it anymore.

It’s not that Ye Yan wants to hide his knowledge, but even if they watch, they will never be able to learn it.

More than ten minutes had passed, and a thin layer of sweat had seeped out of Ye Yan's forehead. Chen Chulan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it for him.

"Huh...it's over!"

Ye Yan let out a long sigh and stopped what he was doing.

Then he took out a pill and said, "Dissolve it in warm water and give it to Mr. Zhang! When he wakes up later, Mr. Lu, please prepare some medicinal food tailored for him!"

"Besides that, if we want the old man to fully recover and eliminate future problems, we need a kind of elixir. Please prepare the herbs."

After one order, everyone got busy.

When Lu Songhe pulled out the silver needles from Zhang Songbai's body one by one.

Sudden.

"Um... I... where am I..."

Zhong Wenpei trembled all over, his eyes were red and filled with tears.

"Teacher, you finally woke up!"

Zhang Wentao was even more excited: "Dad... That's great! Thank you, Dr. Ye, for your miraculous healing skills!"

Zhang Songbai's awakening was completely within Ye Yan's expectations.

After a short rest, he got up and left, and asked the hospital and Lu Songhe to prepare the medicinal materials so that he could start refining the elixir in the afternoon.

But before he could even leave the ward, Director Zhu came running back, sweating profusely.

"Doctor Ye, don't go out yet. It's a bit chaotic outside. Let me take care of it!"

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from outside.

"President Zhu, please ask that miraculous doctor to come out so I can talk to him in person!"

"No matter success or failure, my Guo family will definitely reward you handsomely!"