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The operating lights were blindingly white, illuminating the entire operating table.

The surgery is in full swing.

At first, Zhou Rui had a lot of concerns.

He had assumed that Lin Yuan was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and had never performed surgery.

They're likely to be inexperienced and unable to help, and might even cause more trouble.

But what happened next completely overturned his understanding.

Although Lin Yuan was only a temporary assistant, he was incredibly reliable.

He has an extremely sharp eye and a lightning-fast reaction time.

As soon as Zhou Rui made a gesture, he could accurately hand over the corresponding surgical instruments without any error.

Pulling the wound, clearing accumulated blood, and assisting in hemostasis—every movement was precise and steady.

The technique was skillful and efficient, with just the right amount of precision.

They remained calm and composed throughout, demonstrating exceptional teamwork.

He doesn't seem like a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who has never been on the operating table.

Even many senior Western medicine resident physicians may not be able to achieve such perfection.

While focusing on the surgery, Zhou Rui was secretly surprised.

This young man's learning ability and on-the-spot talent are simply abnormal.

In just over ten minutes, I went from being unfamiliar to being proficient, with zero mistakes throughout the entire process.

He had already begun to look at Lin Yuan with new respect, and had put away all his initial contempt.

But right now, he doesn't have time to think about it.

The patient's condition deteriorated rapidly.

The car accident victim suffered severe damage to his abdominal organs and was experiencing extremely dangerous internal bleeding.

Despite continuous pressure to stop the bleeding and fluid resuscitation, the condition continued to deteriorate.

The monitor next to me emitted a piercing beeping alarm.

Blood pressure continued to plummet, heart rate became irregular, and blood oxygen levels continued to drop.

The heart rate curve is becoming increasingly flat, and there is always the possibility of sudden cardiac arrest.

Vital signs were visibly declining rapidly.

The atmosphere in the entire operating room instantly became extremely oppressive.

Sweat streamed down Zhou Rui's forehead as his hands moved more and more rapidly.

We did our best to suture the ruptured blood vessels and seal the bleeding points.

However, the patient's injuries were too severe, and his bodily functions were on the verge of complete failure.

Conventional Western surgical interventions are no longer sufficient to keep up with the rate of physical decline.

At this rate, he won't even make it to the end of the surgery.

The nurse standing nearby looked at the rapidly dropping numbers, her face pale and her palms sweating profusely.

At this critical moment, Lin Yuan, who had been silently cooperating with the operation, finally spoke.

His gaze was fixed on the monitor data, his tone calm and solemn.

"Deputy Director Zhou, the patient's current condition means he won't last until the surgery is over."

This statement is both blunt and cruel.

But no one can deny it.

The data from the instruments doesn't lie; the patient's physical condition has reached its limit.

Zhou Rui paused, a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He sighed deeply, his voice weary.

"I know."

"But there's no other way now, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate."

All available Western medical emergency treatments were used: vasopressors, hemostatic agents, fluid resuscitation agents, and cardiac stimulants.

However, the patient's health completely collapsed, and the medication had little effect.

As the surgeon in charge, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness for the first time.

It's highly likely that today's surgery will ultimately fail to save the patient.

Just when everyone was almost in despair, Lin Yuan's voice rang out again.

His tone was firm, with a hint of certainty.

"Deputy Director Zhou, I have an idea that we might be willing to try."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the operating room was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Rui looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Given this certain death situation, is there any other way?

He frowned and quickly pressed, "What method? Tell me!"

Lin Yuan's gaze fell on the dying patient, and he slowly spoke.

"I can use traditional Chinese medicine emergency acupuncture techniques to stimulate key life-saving acupoints in the human body."

"Forcibly stimulate the patient's failing bodily functions, stabilize the vitality of the internal organs, and lock in the last breath."

"As long as his life stabilizes, he can temporarily pull through the danger period and hold on until you have completely completed the surgery and the bleeding has stopped and he has fully recovered."

The words fell.

The entire operating room fell into a deathly silence.

Zhou Rui was stunned on the spot, his face filled with disbelief and suspicion.

Surgical emergency, massive abdominal hemorrhage, vital signs on the verge of dropping to zero.

This is a life-threatening situation that even Western medicine cannot cure.

You're telling me you can prolong your life with acupuncture?

This is unheard of!

The two surgical nurses standing nearby also exchanged puzzled glances.

His eyes were filled with incomprehension and disbelief.

They had heard of acupuncture for treating chronic diseases and relieving pain.

Can acupuncture be used to save lives and sustain surgery in top-level surgical emergency situations?

This is outrageous and completely defies common sense!

The monitor's alarms blared incessantly, the piercing sound gripping everyone's hearts.

The patient's blood pressure and heart rate continued to drop, his face was ashen, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Every second wasted increases the danger.

Zhou Rui stared at the constantly fluctuating abnormal data, his mind racing as he weighed the options.

All conventional first aid methods have been exhausted, and medications and equipment have no significant effect.

If we continue with the surgery as scheduled, the outcome is almost predictable.

Lin Yuan's suggestion to use acupuncture to prolong life sounds absurd, but they are currently in a desperate situation.

He took a deep breath, stopped hesitating, and nodded emphatically.

"Alright, now we have no choice but to try anything."

"Go ahead and try. It's better to try than to just watch them walk away."

Now that things have come to this, he has no other choice. Even though he is full of doubts, he is willing to give this last chance.

The two nurses looked at each other, still finding it unbelievable, but dared not say a word and silently prepared to cooperate.

"Please, nurses, clear the patient's chest, head, and acupoint areas on his limbs, avoiding the surgical incision." Lin Yuan spoke very quickly, his tone calm and composed.

The nurse immediately followed instructions, carefully adjusting the sterile sheets on the patient to make room for the injection.

Lin Yuan turned to the side and took out a specially made silver needle about an inch long from the inner pocket of his work clothes.

This is an item he habitually carries with him, which he uses when seeing patients or in emergencies.

The light from the shadowless lamp fell on the silver needles, giving them a cool, bright sheen.

Zhou Rui temporarily stopped the surgery, his eyes fixed on Lin Yuan's every move, wanting to see what this traditional Chinese medicine doctor was going to do.

In Western medicine, acupuncture is mostly used for managing chronic diseases, relieving pain and calming the nerves, and has nothing to do with this kind of near-death emergency.

He was still feeling uneasy, but could only wait and see.

Lin Yuan focused his mind and gazed at the patient's entire body, accurately locking onto several vital acupoints, including Renzhong, Baihui, Neiguan, and Zusanli.

These acupoints connect to the meridians throughout the body, govern the flow of qi and blood, and are key to traditional Chinese medicine in restoring yang, rescuing from collapse, and reviving bodily functions.

His fingers flew, he picked up the silver needle, and with a slight flick of his wrist.

Several silver needles moved swiftly like shooting stars, precisely targeting the acupoints with varying depths, all in one smooth motion.

Without the slightest hesitation, the technique was so skillful it was astonishing.

The needlework, twisting, lifting, and inserting were all performed with perfect technique.

A faint breath seeped into the patient's body through the silver needles, stimulating the stagnant blood and qi in the meridians.

At first, the curve on the monitor remained flat, showing no change whatsoever.

Zhou Rui's heart sank lower and lower. Was it all just a waste of effort?

But just a dozen seconds later, a miracle quietly occurred.

The blood pressure readings, which had been steadily declining, have surprisingly stabilized.

The irregular heart rate gradually became regular.

The piercing alarm sounded, its pace slowing down, no longer as urgent and dangerous as before.

"It's moving! The readings have really stabilized!" a nurse exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes filled with shock.

Zhou Rui's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared intently at the instrument screen, completely stunned.

He had lived for so many years, worked as a surgeon for over a decade, and traveled to various hospitals, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a scene.

With just a few silver needles, they pulled a critically injured patient whose vital signs were on the verge of collapse back from the brink of death!

The patient, who was originally on the verge of death, showed a noticeable increase in the strength of his chest movements.

The body's core vitality was truly temporarily locked up by these few needles.

Lin Yuan stopped what he was doing, stood up straight, and said softly, "It's stable for now. It should hold for another half hour. Director Zhou, please continue the surgery."

His tone was flat, as if he had only done a trivial little thing.

Zhou Rui snapped out of his daze, putting away all his contempt and doubt, and his gaze toward Lin Yuan completely changed.

Amazement, astonishment, and deep respect.

He no longer dared to treat the other person as an ordinary resident physician in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

This acupuncture emergency treatment was beyond his comprehension.

"Okay!" Zhou Rui nodded emphatically, picked up the surgical instruments again, and his spirits lifted once more.

"Let's hurry and complete the surgery in one go!"

With this layer of protection, everyone felt much more at ease.

In the operating room, the soft clinking of instruments rang out again.

This time, it was no longer a desperate struggle, but rather a glimmer of hope for survival in the face of adversity.