After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Let me go, and I'll save people, okay?"

Left with no other choice, Zhou Zhiming had to grit his teeth and squat down to examine one of the middle-aged men with more severe symptoms, all under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The people in their management office receive first aid training every year, so he knows a little bit about basic medical knowledge.

He checked his pulse, rolled his eyes, and listened to his heartbeat; the more he examined, the worse his complexion became.

This patient not only appears to be poisoned, but also seems to have severe signs of anaphylactic shock, with his breathing becoming increasingly weak.

In a makeshift clinic with no emergency equipment, no allergy medication, and no adrenaline, this was practically a death sentence!

He stood up, his fleshy face contorted with an extremely unpleasant expression, sweat dripping down his temples.

Under countless murderous gazes, he announced in a dry voice:

"No, you've delivered it too late."

The toxin has already spread; there's no way to save them here.

Let's wait for the ambulance; maybe one or two can hold on until then!

"What did you say? There's no hope?" The family group chat erupted with heart-wrenching cries and angry curses.

"If my family dies here, I'll fight you to the death!"

The situation completely spiraled out of control, and the angry family members began shoving Zhou Zhiming.

Lin Wanqing was so frightened that her face turned pale and she retreated repeatedly.

Sun Yongqiang tried to appease them, but was drowned out by the clamor.

Just as things were about to escalate into a bloody conflict, a voice rang out!

"Quiet down."

Ye Tian's cold voice wasn't loud, yet it strangely pierced through all the noise.

He had somehow already reached the medicine cabinet, his eyes quickly scanning the densely packed drawers filled with medicinal herbs.

Without even glancing at the precious ginseng and deer antlers, he quickly and precisely pulled open several drawers labeled with words like "Coptis chinensis," "Scutellaria baicalensis," "Sophora flavescens," and "Pulsatilla chinensis," accurately pulling out several kinds of herbs.

These bitter and cold substances are usually used only as adjuvants in common prescriptions, and the dosage should be carefully controlled.

But he grabbed a lot of them casually, as if he were grabbing a handful of insignificant dry grass.

Zhou Zhiming saw the medicinal herbs Ye Tian was carrying, and wondered if he was using these cheap, bitter, and cold herbs to treat mass poisoning and anaphylactic shock.

This is simply adding fuel to the fire, as if they want the patient to die even faster?

The quack doctor's true colors are revealed!

"Everyone, please calm down and listen to me. This is the doctor who cured that child. If you want to save someone, go to him. What's the use of coming to me?"

Zhou Zhiming finally found a way to divert the attention of these out-of-control family members.

They shifted all the blame onto Ye Tian.

"Quiet down, everyone! Don't disturb me while I'm saving him. If we delay any longer, even a miracle won't save him!"

Ye Tian didn't have time to look at them and quickly grabbed the herbs.

The Reversal Yin-Yang Soul-Returning Needle, while faster and more effective in treating patients, consumes too much true energy.

If it's just one or two people, there's absolutely no problem.

However, treating more than a dozen people at the same time is simply impossible.

Ye Tian needed these medicinal herbs to save everyone's lives.

"You mean, there's still hope for them?"

Okay, okay, we'll all be quiet and won't bother you.

Please save them!

Hearing Ye Tian say this, the patient's family members calmed down temporarily.

They excitedly covered their mouths, not wanting to make a sound and disturb Ye Tian's treatment and saving of lives.

Ye Tian gathered the mixed herbs in his palm, closed his five fingers, and released a small amount of true energy.

"Crack..." A very faint but clear sound rang out, the sound of the medicinal herbs being crushed came from his palm.

He released his grip, and the clump of herbs had transformed into the finest, most uniform bluish-brown powder, which fluttered down.

The powder was as fine as the finest flour, carrying an extremely strong, bitter, and cold medicinal aroma that permeated the air.

Can you crush medicine with your bare hands, turning it into powder instantly?

To what extent does one need to control human strength to achieve this?

Sun Yongqiang stared in disbelief; this was a thousand times more precise than any stone mill he had ever seen grinding medicine!

Ye Tian divided the medicinal powder into more than a dozen portions, placed them in the rough porcelain bowl that Sun Yongqiang handed him, and then handed it back to Sun Yongqiang:

"Dissolve it in warm water and give it to each patient, as much as they can drink. Have family members come and help, and be quick!"

His voice carried an unquestionable air of command.

Sun Yongqiang had no doubts about Ye Tian's instructions at this moment and immediately carried them out, directing the bewildered family members to begin administering the medicine.

Some patients clench their jaws, but when Ye Tian touches a spot on their jawbone with his fingertip, the patient's mouth opens involuntarily.

"All family members who are still able to move, lay your family members flat with their heads facing east and feet facing west at the clinic."

Don't crowd together! Keep at least an arm's length apart! Quick!

Ye Tian's gaze swept across the entire room as he quickly and clearly issued his orders.

The East belongs to the element of wood, which symbolizes vitality and growth.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated at the moment, he had already set up a simple qi-guiding formation in his mind.

By harnessing the bitter and cold properties of herbs to counteract adverse qi, and in conjunction with the flow of earth's energy, we hope to gain a glimmer of hope for survival.

The family members were completely at a loss, and with nothing to lose, they immediately and frantically followed the instructions.

Zhou Zhiming was dragged along by Li Xiulan and forced to join the ranks of those moving patients, looking frustrated and incredulous.

Lin Wanqing stood coldly in the corner, arms crossed, waiting to watch the show.

She believed it was futile and might even hasten her death.

How could administering so many bitter and cold medicines possibly save patients on the verge of death? It's utter nonsense!

The first person to be given the powdered medicine was the middle-aged man whose condition was the most serious.

I managed to drink half a bowl of the medicine, but most of it spilled out.

Ye Tian walked behind him and gestured for his family to help him up.

He took a deep breath, placed his right palm on the area between the "Feishu" and "Xinshu" acupoints on the patient's back, held his internal energy within, and then suddenly shook and pushed with his palm!

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The massage consists of three seemingly gentle yet powerful strokes performed at an extremely fast pace.

Just as the third push was completed.

"Thump!"

A deep, yet exceptionally powerful heartbeat emanated clearly from the depths of the middle-aged man's chest!

Then came the second sound, the third sound... the pulsating sound became clearer and clearer, more and more stable!

The carotid artery in the man, which was previously almost imperceptible, began to pulsate strongly.

A faint trace of color appeared on his deathly pale face!

The heart started beating again! And it resumed work in an almost overbearing manner!

"The heartbeat has actually come back?" a family member exclaimed in shock as they were administering medication to the patient, their fingers still resting on the patient's wrist.

The expression of disbelief on Lin Wanqing's lips froze completely.

Her eyes widened as she watched the man's chest gradually rise and fall, listening to its steady and powerful beat. The worldview she had rationally built over the years began to crumble under the strain.

Zhou Zhiming was struck dumb, standing there stunned.

The theoretical framework of Western medicine was raging in his mind, but it was completely shattered by the facts before him.

This unscientific!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ye Tian's forehead; the continuous use of his inner energy had left him somewhat exhausted.

Strangely, whenever he used his inner energy in conjunction with the medicinal power to pull a patient back from the brink of death, a faint warmth would return from the patient.

It quietly flowed into his nearly depleted meridians, and although it was like a drop in the ocean, it truly and effectively nourished his almost parched Qi Sea.

The Xuan Tian Yin Yang True Scripture says, "To help the world is also to help oneself." So that's what it means.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and moved on to the next patient.