Power and wealth bring fragrance

Everyone present, setting aside the professional doctors and nurses, even the patients' family members who were watching, were all experts in their own right, having experienced illness themselves and possessing a clear understanding of some basic medical knowledge.

The heart beats to generate blood pressure, which in turn pumps blood.

Once a person dies, their heart stops beating and they lose blood pressure. Even if you cut them, the blood will only flow out slowly.

Given the current situation where blood is splattering like a fountain, it is imperative that someone stay alive!

That's why everyone was utterly shocked.

Could it be that the old man didn't die?

But his heart had clearly stopped beating!

The middle-aged doctor stared intently at Wei Yuan, then couldn't help but turn his head to exchange a glance with the somewhat older head nurse, a hint of tension flashing in their eyes at the same time.

Wei Yuan ignored their shock and continued to insert the silver needles in his hand.

The blood clot was quickly dissolved and removed, but the elderly person's body had already suffered irreversible damage and needed repair.

The third of the nine needles for crossing the Southern Dipper, used to clear away misfortune and soothe the soul.

The fourth of the nine needles for ferrying life across the Southern Dipper nourishes the spirit and prolongs life.

The martial arts energy enters the body, quickly stimulating the elderly person's vital essence and accelerating the repair of damaged cells.

At the same time, it dispels toxins, calms the mind, nourishes the five internal organs and brain, and delays the depletion of vitality.

In just a few breaths, Wei Yuan began to administer needles like rain.

The dense array of silver needles echoed each other, working in conjunction with Wei Yuan's martial arts to peel away and dispel the toxins entrenched in the old man's body, rapidly repairing his blood and qi circulation.

After inserting the last needle, Wei Yuan finally let out a long breath and gently wiped away a thin layer of sweat from his forehead.

His movements just now, though seemingly effortless, actually took a great toll on his mental energy.

Every stitch must be perfect; once a mistake is made, there is no going back.

Fortunately, the results are good.

Under his acupuncture technique, the blood clot was dispelled, and life was restored. The life force that had been severed was forcibly reconnected from the brink of life and death.

The most obvious result is that the old man's chest and abdomen, which had been completely still, began to rise and fall slowly again!

"It moved! It moved!"

A gasp broke the deathly silence.

A family member of the patient who was standing nearby pointed in shock at the old man's chest and abdomen, and was even so frightened that he backed away.

The already tense crowd was terrified by this shout.

"It's come back to life!"

"Run!"

"Waaaaah, Mommy, I'm scared!"

The group of people who had been aggressively criticizing Wei Yuan just moments before were now scrambling back in fear, causing chaos at the scene and leaving Wei Yuan speechless as he looked up.

The doctors and nurses, who were relatively mentally strong, were barely not frightened, but were so shocked that their scalps almost exploded.

It's really alive!

The person they had sentenced to death was actually saved by Wei Yuan!

The overwhelming shock nearly shut down their brains, leaving them completely unable to react. They stared blankly at the old man like puppets.

But before they could even react, an even bigger disaster struck.

Under everyone's gaze, the old man's body suddenly trembled, and then he sat up straight like a zombie rising from the dead in a zombie movie!

The white cloth slipped off, and the old man's eyes suddenly went blank and vacant.

"puff!"

The old man's throat churned violently, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of thick, black blood, which landed squarely on the middle-aged doctor!

"what!"

The sudden turn of events instantly shattered everyone's psychological defenses.

Even doctors and nurses with strong mental fortitude, who are used to seeing life and death, were so frightened that they screamed and stumbled backward, tripping and falling to the ground.

The middle-aged doctor, covered in bruises, shuddered and nearly fainted from fright.

"grandfather!"

Only Lin Wanxing's eyes widened in surprise. She stumbled over and grabbed the old man's hand tightly. Overjoyed at having found what she had lost, she was so excited that she could hardly speak.

Amidst the chaos, a deep, powerful voice rang out.

"Don't move!"

A large group of people rushed over, led by an elderly man with gray hair who was still very energetic.

When the old man arrived, the doctors, nurses, and patients' families, who had been terrified, suddenly found their pillar of support and exclaimed excitedly.

"It's Dean Hong!"

"Dean Hong is here!"

"Is it Dean Hong, the national treasure-level doctor listed in the National Traditional Chinese Medicine Directory?"

"Make way, everyone! Let Dean Hong take a look!"

The excited crowd quickly calmed down and hurriedly made way for Dean Hong to walk to the center.

Dean Hong looked at the old man covered in blood and Wei Yuan supporting him, and slowly calmed his rapid breathing as he rushed over.

He rushed over after hearing the report that there was a disturbance caused by medical staff downstairs, but he didn't have time to find out what was going on.

But the scene before him was enough to startle him.

"What happened?"

Dean Hong frowned as he looked at the middle-aged doctor. Before the doctor could even speak, a concerned member of the public shoved a cell phone into his hand.

"Dean Hong, I recorded the whole thing!"

"That's...that's amazing! This guy said the person wasn't dead, he just gave them two needles and they came back to life! That's incredible!"

The patient's family member, who had just been pointing at Wei Yuan and cursing him, suddenly changed his tune and praised Wei Yuan to the skies.

The other patients' families also changed their tune, praising Wei Yuan with a mixture of awe and fanaticism.

This is a miracle!

Faced with such a living miracle, who would be brain-dead to continue cursing Wei Yuan?

Especially since there were many seriously ill patients at the scene, their attitudes changed completely, and they all wished they could kowtow to Wei Yuan and ask him to treat them.

They can bring the dead back to life, so what's their little illness?

"This is like a god descending to earth!"

"Little deity, could you please take a look at me?"

"Thanks to the little immortal's insistence, otherwise this life would have been wasted!"

"Who can argue with that? The little fairy was absolutely right to scold them; they were so irresponsible!"

Amidst the flood of praise and flattery, there was also a considerable amount of criticism and dissatisfaction directed at the middle-aged doctor and others, which immediately brought him back to his senses, and he broke out in a cold sweat while trying to defend himself.

"No, we really did everything we could to save him."

"We only made the death certificate after confirming there was no heartbeat or breathing!"

The middle-aged doctor was on the verge of tears, while the other doctors and nurses who participated in the rescue were also terrified and quickly began to defend themselves.

"Dean, we really did our best!"

"Yes, we tried to resuscitate him for three hours straight, but we couldn't do anything else and had to pronounce him dead!"

We can't let them take the blame!

If they were to bear the stigma of issuing death certificates to living patients, their careers would be completely over!

Wei Yuan, who was using martial arts to stimulate the old man's body to speed up recovery, glanced at them with a sharp look in his eyes.

"If you can't save the person, you can say you're not skilled enough."

"It's not your fault, you just need to practice more."

"But your deliberate disregard for human life is utterly outrageous!"