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That's enough.

Chen Huo stopped what he was doing, slowly walked up to Liu Pengju, his face full of anger.

"I've been very tolerant of your contributions to the field of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, but you've become ungrateful and act like you're superior just because you're older. If you keep barking like that, believe me, I'll slap you across the face!"

He wasn't joking.

He was genuinely angry.

The patient's family didn't say anything.

Why is he, an outsider, constantly shouting here?

Ultimately, it's because he considers himself an authority in the field of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and because he believes himself to be of a high status, that he has the confidence to criticize himself again and again.

Respect should only be given to those who deserve it.

"you……"

Liu Pengju was furious upon hearing this and was about to say something when Zhou Qun interrupted him.

"Alright, Mr. Liu, stop talking. Let Chen Huo treat him. Don't forget I'm the patient's family member! If you can't stand it, just leave!"

Zhou Qun had investigated Chen Huo and knew his temper. If Liu Pengju really said anything excessive, he might really get a slap in the face. He didn't want to make things that embarrassing.

As for Chen Huo's medical skills, he also had some doubts.

But now that things have come to this point, he has to give it a try no matter what.

"I……"

Liu Pengju was speechless after being rebuked.

After all, Zhou Qun is a patient's family member, and her status is extraordinary.

He had no choice but to keep it to himself.

But it's impossible to get him to leave.

Liu Pengju gritted his teeth and said, his heart filled with rage at Chen Huo. In all these years, no one had ever been so disrespectful to him, not even someone of higher status than the Zhou family had ever said anything like slapping him.

He wanted to stay here and watch Chen Huo cause trouble for himself.

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore, you can treat me."

Chen Huo snorted, glanced at the other doctors, and walked toward the patient.

These people were all filled with anger.

Clearly, they were quite indignant at Chen Huo's arrogant words.

At this point, they no longer cared about the patient's life or death; they only wanted to see Chen Huo fail and be held accountable by the Zhou family. Even if Zhou Qun kept his promise and didn't pursue the matter, Chen Huo would still become a laughing stock in the medical community.

"Quiet down! No one is allowed to speak."

To prevent anyone from interrupting Chen Huo, Zhou Qun gave a stern warning.

Then his gaze fell on Chen Huo.

The same is true for others.

Then Chen Huo took out a silver needle and gently touched the back of Zhou Jianguo's head.

Just as everyone was wondering about his purpose in doing this.

suddenly!

Chen Huo inserted a five-inch-long needle!

Swish!

Zhou Qun's expression changed slightly.

Everyone present widened their eyes in that instant.

He stared at Chen Huo in disbelief.

Some nurses were so afraid of making a sound that they even covered their mouths.

That's the back of my head!

Even though Zhou Qun didn't have much medical knowledge, she knew that the insertion point was the brainstem and cerebrum. The five-inch needle had penetrated more than halfway into these dangerous areas, a position that could damage them.

Normally speaking, given the current situation, his father has no chance of surviving. He didn't die from a stopped heartbeat, but from brain death.

But he held back from speaking, staring intently at Chen Huo with red eyes, his whole body tense, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his heart was in his throat.

It's a big gamble.

A high-stakes gamble that put his father's life on the line.

Given how things have developed, he has no choice but to believe Chen Huo.

He didn't even notice that his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

After a brief moment of shock, Liu Pengju revealed a gloating expression. Based on his decades of clinical experience, this level of brain damage was enough to sentence the patient to death.

If Chen Huo had been treated using reasonable methods, the Zhou family wouldn't have pursued any responsibility even if the treatment failed. But if this absurd method resulted in the patient's death, the Zhou family certainly wouldn't let it go.

They won't say it's Chen Huo's time to die.

But you have to shed a layer of skin first.

Meanwhile, Chen Huo was focused on receiving treatment.

The needle did indeed penetrate about ten centimeters, but it perfectly avoided the brain tissue, traversing the folds and grooves of the brain before finally reaching the site of the hemorrhage.

If there were a three-dimensional image, this scene would absolutely shock everyone. Just how familiar would one have with the internal structure of the human brain to achieve this in one step?

This was just routine for Chen Huo.

The Nine Needles of Hunyang.

It is famous throughout the ages and regarded as a legendary divine skill.

Nature has its extraordinary aspects.

Besides his extraordinary talent, Chen Huo also endured unimaginable hardships to hone his needlework skills. No skill beyond the ordinary can be acquired out of thin air.

And this is just one of the few methods he has employed.

Then, on a whim, he gently tapped the silver needle.

The silver needles vibrated with an amplitude and frequency invisible to the naked eye, creating a smooth, tiny path wherever they passed. The pure yang energy injected into the needles easily dissolved the intracranial hemorrhage, which then slowly flowed down the silver needles.

This is the trembling needle from the Hunyang Nine Needles.

The requirements for accuracy and control of force are extremely demanding.

Ordinary people, even if the method of acupuncture is placed in front of him, cannot learn it.

This principle is the same as the college entrance examination for students. Knowledge is in the books, but not everyone can get into Tsinghua or Peking University. Sometimes, hard work is nothing compared to talent.

Take now, for example.

No one could understand what Chen Huo was doing.

Everyone thought he had done something incredibly stupid, a path to his own demise.

But soon their eyes widened even more.

A stream of dark black blood flowed out from the silver needle. Anyone with basic medical knowledge would know that this was not normal blood flowing from the body, which was easily noticeable from its viscosity and color.

"This...this..."

Liu Pengju nearly popped his eyes out. It was as if a bolt from the blue struck him. With his knowledge, he could tell that it was most likely intracranial hemorrhage.

If the long needle had actually damaged the brainstem and brain tissue, it would have sent out abnormal nerve signals, and the patient would now be experiencing convulsions and facial contortions.

None of these appeared!

Unbelievable!

Zhou Qun doesn't understand these things.

But he was good at reading people's expressions and demeanor.

After glancing at the expressions of Liu Pengju and the other doctors, he could guess the gist of it.

My heart, which had been in my throat, was finally at ease.

The amount of intracranial hemorrhage was not large.

About ten seconds later, the bleeding stopped.

Chen Huo swiftly pulled out the silver needles, then placed his palm on Zhou Jianguo's heart, injecting pure Yang internal energy that circulated along his meridians and blood vessels to nourish his weakened body.

Another ten seconds or so passed.

"Well……"

With a soft, comfortable groan, Zhou Jianguo slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh? Why are there so many people? Did I just encounter danger?"

Zhou Jianguo was still a little confused and looked at everyone with puzzlement.