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Chapter 646 A few seconds are enough

Without hesitation or trial and error, the needle seemed to have eyes of its own, precisely plunging into the acupoint.

Immediately following were the second and third needles. Qin Luo's hands left afterimages in the air as the thirteen needles arranged in a peculiar pattern on the baby girl's body. The entire process took no more than ten seconds.

"Is this the end?"

Lin Xiaorou couldn't help but ask.

Qin Luo didn't even look up.

"The fever started to subside after five minutes, and the patient recovered in three days."

He turned to the next insulated box.

"next."

Lin Xiaorou opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed her doubts.

She jogged to catch up with Qin Luo, but couldn't help muttering to herself.

They're just playing tricks, claiming a fever will break in five minutes without even taking a person's temperature.
Outside the intensive care unit, experts crowded around the glass window.

Ma Youcai crossed his arms and sneered.

"What a charade! If a few needles could cure cholera, I'd swallow them!"

No one responded to him.

Li Ping stared intently at Qin Luo's technique, then suddenly gasped.

"Could this be...?"

"Thirteen needles for ghosts".

The elderly Thai man, with his full head of white hair, spoke in a trembling voice.

"It was created by Zhang Tianshi, but it has been lost for two hundred years."

"What kind of needle?"

Ma Youcai frowned.

Old Tai was so excited that his beard was shaking.

"A legendary acupuncture technique that can connect Yin and Yang and reverse life and death! It requires internal energy to circulate the needles. I never thought that this old man would be able to witness it in his lifetime."

Ma Youcai sneered.

"Internal energy? You've been reading too many martial arts novels!"

Li Ping gave him a cold glance.

"Director Ma, if you don't understand, you can shut up. Have you ever seen an acupuncturist who can insert thirteen needles in ten seconds, each one hitting the acupoint with perfect precision?"

Just as Ma Youcai was about to retort, the monitor in the intensive care unit suddenly emitted a long beep. The first baby girl's heart rate began to stabilize.

"impossible!"

Ma Youcai suddenly lunged towards the glass.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaorou was frantically preparing Qin Luo's third baby.

She stole a glance at the monitor of the first baby girl, and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Her body temperature was 38.2℃, a full degree lower than before!
"Really...the fever's gone down?"

she muttered.

Qin Luo's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, but his hands did not slow down at all.

The seventh baby, the eighth baby. As the silver needles fell again and again, his breathing gradually became heavy.

"Advisor Qin, would you like to take a break?"

Lin Xiaorou asked in a low voice.

She didn't know when it started, but she had changed her way of addressing him from "this guy" in her heart to the respectful "Advisor Qin".

Qin Luo shook his head, a bead of sweat sliding down his jawline.

"Do not have time."

"But."

“Every minute they delay increases their danger.”

Qin Luo's voice was a little hoarse, but the silver needles in his hand remained as steady as a rock.

Lin Xiaorou was stunned.

Looking at Qin Luo's temples, damp with sweat, and his slightly pale lips, she suddenly realized that this young man was risking his life to save someone.

A surge of emotion welled up in her eyes, and she quickly picked up a gauze pad and gently wiped the sweat from Qin Luo's forehead.

"Thank you."

Qin Luo was slightly taken aback, then continued to focus on the needle in his hand.

The automatic door to the intensive care unit slowly opened, and Qin Luo was helped out, almost hanging on the shoulders of a nurse.

His white coat was soaked with sweat and clung to his body. His face was so pale it was almost transparent, and his lips were slightly purple from overexertion.

Those eyes, which were usually bright and lively, were now bloodshot and sunken, as if they hadn't slept for three days.

"Dr. Qin!"

Huang Weimin was the first to rush forward, supporting Qin Luo's swaying body with both hands, his touch feeling icy cold.

Qin Luo forced a smile, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.

"All thirty-two are stable."

After saying this, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

Professor Li Ping quickly supported him from the other side, looking at her most outstanding student with heartache.

"You silly child, what happened to you!"

The benches in the waiting area outside the monitoring room were filled with anxious parents. Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, some of them burst into tears.

A middle-aged man suddenly knelt down, his forehead hitting the floor hard.

"Miracle doctor! You are our family's benefactor!"

Qin Luo tried to reach out to help, but found that his arm was as heavy as lead, and he didn't even have the strength to lift it.

He could only shake his head slightly.

"No, this is what I should do."

Huang Weimin quickly directed the medical staff.

"Quickly, take Dr. Qin to the rest room! Prepare glucose and nutrient solution!"

He turned to the parents and reassured them.

"Please rest assured, everyone. The children are out of danger, and our hospital will closely monitor them 24 hours a day."

Ma Youcai stood on the periphery of the crowd, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

He stared at Qin Luo, who was surrounded by the crowd, his fingers unconsciously digging into his palm.

This kid who appeared out of nowhere actually saved all the babies? His planned path to promotion was abruptly cut off!

In the lounge, Qin Luo was slumped on the sofa, and a nurse was giving him an IV drip.

His eyes were closed, and his chest rose and fell slightly, making him appear to be asleep.

But only he knew that the special "qi" within his body was slowly circulating, repairing his over-exhausted body.

"Thirty-two Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles"

Li Ping whispered to Huang Weimin.

"This has exceeded the limits of the human body. An ordinary doctor would collapse after performing this once, but he actually did it."

Huang Weimin's expression was complicated.

"I've heard of this acupuncture technique. It's said to be a secret art of ancient imperial physicians, capable of bringing the dead back to life. But the price is extremely high; the practitioner's lifespan is shortened with each use."

"shush"

Li Ping gestured for the dean to be quiet, because Qin Luo's eyelids were trembling slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Qin Luo did hear their conversation, but he didn't have the strength to explain.

The Thirteen Ghost Needles do indeed consume life force, but due to his special constitution, he can recover through cultivation.

This time the exertion was too great, and it will probably take several days to fully recover.

"Children"

He spoke with difficulty, his voice barely audible.

"Body temperatures are decreasing, and all indicators are trending towards normal."

Li Ping answered immediately.

"You have created a medical miracle, Qin Luo."

Qin Luo nodded slightly.

"Continue monitoring. If there are any abnormalities in body temperature, call me immediately."

After saying that, he fell into a semi-comatose state again.

Huang Weimin and Li Ping exchanged a glance and quietly left the lounge.

In the corridor, Huang Weimin let out a long sigh of relief.

"Old Li, we owe it all to you, my student. If anything had happened to these kids, I would have been done with this position as dean."

Li Ping gave a wry smile.

"To be honest, I didn't expect him to be able to do it. I've only ever seen the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique recorded in ancient books, I never thought someone could actually perform it, let alone thirty-two times in a row."

Unbeknownst to the two, Ma Youcai was listening to everything with a gloomy face around the corner.

He took out his phone and quickly typed a text message.

"The plan has changed, but all targets have survived. A new plan is needed."

Three hours later, Qin Luo was awakened by a commotion.

He sat up abruptly, the IV needle was pulled, and blood immediately seeped from the back of his hand.

But this pain is negligible compared to the burning sensation in the meridians when performing the Thirteen Ghost Needles.

"what happened?"

He asked in a hoarse voice, noticing that his voice had recovered somewhat.

The nurse standing nearby quickly explained.

"The media has arrived, and Dean Huang is being interviewed. The parents are also outside, saying they want to thank you in person."

Qin Luo frowned; he hated this kind of scene the most.

But before he could refuse, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and Ma Youcai, beaming, led several reporters in. "This is our hero doctor, Qin Luo!"

Ma Youcai's voice was loud and clear, as if he were proud of it.

"If it weren't for Dr. Qin taking on this critical task, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

The flashbulb immediately went off at Qin Luo's pale face.

He squinted uncomfortably, noticing that Ma Youcai had deliberately stood in the center of the camera, with one hand on his shoulder, striking a friendly pose.

"Deputy Director Ma."

Qin Luo spoke coldly.

“I remember during the rescue, you said these children ‘couldn’t be saved’?”

Ma Youcai's smile froze on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Dr. Qin must have been too tired and misremembered. I said at the time that the situation was critical and that a consultation with specialists was needed."

"expert?"

Qin Luo sneered and suddenly raised his voice.

"More than thirty infants had high fevers and convulsions. As the deputy director of pediatrics, your first reaction was not to save them, but to shirk responsibility!"

The reporters immediately sensed tension and turned their cameras to Ma Youcai.

The latter's face turned ashen, and he threatened in a low voice.

"Qin Luo, don't be ungrateful! A hospital is a place where rules apply!"

"rule?"

Qin Luo abruptly pulled out the IV needle, stood up unsteadily, and although weak, his eyes were sharp as knives.

"A doctor's duty is to save lives, not to climb over patients' corpses to advance their own career!"

The lounge was already surrounded by people, including Huang Weimin and some parents.

Ma Youcai was caught in a dilemma and had to bite the bullet and explain.

"You're making baseless accusations! I do my best for every patient!"

"is it?"

Qin Luo turned to the reporter.

"What should an attending physician do when resuscitating a critically ill patient? Should they immediately develop a treatment plan, or rush to make phone calls and pull strings?"

A female reporter immediately chimed in.

"Of course, saving lives is the priority! Director Ma, what were you doing at the time?"

Ma Youcai broke out in a cold sweat; he hadn't expected Qin Luo to publicly sever ties with him.

Just as he was racking his brains for a solution, a mother holding a child rushed in.

"Dr. Qin!"

She burst into tears.

"My son's fever has gone down! He can breastfeed now!"

She knelt down in front of Qin Luo with a thud.

"You are our family's benefactor!"

This scene was captured entirely on camera.

Knowing that the situation was hopeless, Ma Youcai tried to slip away, but Qin Luo stopped him.

"Ma Youcai".

Qin Luo's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a hammer blow.

"You don't deserve to wear this white coat."

There was silence.

Huang Weimin finally stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Dear media friends, Dr. Qin has just undergone intensive emergency treatment and needs rest. The hospital will release more details about this incident later."

After the crowd gradually dispersed, Huang Weimin closed the door and sighed deeply.

"Xiao Qin, you're too impulsive. Ma Youcai has powerful backers, and I can't touch him."

Qin Luo sat back down on the sofa, rubbing his temples wearily.

“I don’t care who’s behind him. As long as I’m still wielding a scalpel, I won’t turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.”

Li Ping handed him a glass of warm water.

“You did the right thing. But be careful from now on, Ma Youcai is a vengeful man.”

Qin Luo drank it all in one gulp and felt that his "qi" had recovered somewhat.

He looked at the time.

Have the children's latest test results come out yet?

Huang Weimin nodded.

"You've fully recovered. To be honest, in my forty years of medical practice, I've never seen such miraculous medical skills. Qin Luo, would you consider working at our hospital? With your abilities, you'd be more than capable of taking over my job in the future."

Qin Luo shook his head.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Dean Huang, but that's not my concern. However, I'm always here to help if needed."

Just then, the door to the lounge was pushed open again.

Two police officers stood at the door, one of whom, a female officer, was a smart and capable woman, and was none other than Ai Yiqian, an old acquaintance of Qin Luo.

"Hey, isn't this Officer Ai?"

Qin Luo forced a smile and joked.

"Come see a doctor? It's been really hard to get an appointment at our pediatrics department lately."

Ai Yiqian didn't laugh. She showed her ID and said seriously.

"Qin Luo, please come with us to assist with the investigation."

Huang Weimin and Li Ping were both stunned.

Qin Luo's heart sank; he realized trouble was brewing.

She showed her identification, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"I have a few questions for you regarding the hospital cholera outbreak."

Qin Luo frowned slightly, but before he could answer, Dean Huang Weimin hurriedly walked in.

"Officer Ai, how did you end up here?"

Dean Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Dr. Qin just finished surgery and needs to rest."

Ai Yiqian remained unmoved.

"Dean Huang, you just said that Dr. Qin was the first person to suspect cholera. As the person in charge of the case, I need to know the situation as soon as possible."

She turned to Qin Luo, her gaze sharp.

"Dr. Qin, how did you determine it was cholera before the test results were even available? As far as I know, no other experts could tell."

The air in the lounge seemed to freeze.

Qin Luo remained silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly.

"Officer Ai, are you treating me like a suspect?"

"It's just a routine inquiry."

Ai Yiqian remained expressionless.

"We hope Dr. Qin will cooperate."

Just then, Dr. Li Ping pushed open the door and entered, carrying a stack of documents.

She was visibly taken aback when she saw the scene inside the room.

"Dr. Li has come at just the right time."

Dean Huang quickly greeted them.