Chapter Thirty-Three The Doctor

"Hmph, how old is he, what skills does he have! Hurry up and let me go!" Secretary Lin waved his sleeves and said coldly.

"Brother Huang, let's go!"

Tang Hao turned around quickly.

"Wait!" At this moment, Su Yun shouted, "Rengui, let him come and have a look!"

Secretary Lin suddenly got angry and scolded: "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm saving our son. Let him see that it's all right. What if he can do anything!"

"Don't you know that this kind of gangster is all a lie? If it spreads out, wouldn't it be a joke!" Secretary Lin blushed and roared.

"I ask you, is your face more important, or is your son's life more important!"

Su Yun said sharply, feeling extremely emotional.

"you……"

Faced with questioning, Secretary Lin was at a loss for words.

Su Yun wiped away her tears, stepped forward, and said to Tang Hao, "Don't know what to call it?"

"My surname is Tang, my name is Hao, just call me Xiao Tang!"

"Oh! Xiao Tang, is there anything you can do to save my Mingxuan?"

"That's it! I have to take a look first and check the patient's condition before I can make a final judgment." Tang Hao thoughtfully said.

"That's good! Let's go in! Take a look!"

Su Yun took Tang Hao to the ward.

Secretary Lin looked at Tang Hao with a sullen expression. He followed Tang Hao and entered the ward.

Entering the room, Tang Hao glanced around, and his eyes fell on the young man lying on the hospital bed.

This man is about twenty-one-two, and his appearance is quite handsome.

Tang Hao stepped forward, first glanced at him, checked the injuries all over his body, then stretched out his hand, put it on his wrist, and checked the pulse.

Then, he stretched out his hand and groped on the patient's forehead.

With this groping, he was able to breathe through his breath and find out what was going on in the patient's head.

"Xiao Tang, how is it?" Su Yun asked nervously, looking anxious, but with a bit of anticipation.

Three or four minutes later, Tang Hao withdrew his hand and stood there with a contemplative look.

"Treatment can be cured, but only 60 to 70% of the time." Tang Hao said.

"Sixty or seventy percent?" Su Yun showed surprise.

"No! What if something goes wrong! Although Mingxuan hasn't woken up yet, at least he is alive and hopefully he will wake up. If something goes wrong, he will die."

Secretary Lin said categorically.

"This..." Su Yun suddenly hesitated.

It was a difficult choice for her.

Tang Hao gave Secretary Lin a cold look and said, "Don't worry, even if you fail, it won't endanger the life of Young Master Lin. I can guarantee that."

"What guarantee do you take!" Secretary Lin snorted coldly.

"Xiao Tang, what do you use to treat it? Is there any danger?" Su Yun thought for a while and asked.

"Of course it's acupuncture, don't worry, it's very safe." Tang Hao said.

"Acupuncture?" Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief. She had heard of the magic of acupuncture.

"Let him try it!" She turned around and looked at Secretary Lin.

Secretary Lin's face was sullen, and he didn't make a sound for a while.

He looked at Tang Hao, turned his eyes again, and landed on the hospital bed. He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly.

He was struggling inside.

On the one hand, he doesn't believe in this so-called "doctor", but on the other hand, he really has nowhere to go. The one-in-ten chance is quite slim.

At this moment, all the eyes in the room fell on him.

After four or five minutes, he nodded, with a painful expression on his face, "Let him try it!"

"Hey! Secretary Lin, this can't be done! This is a hospital, how can you fool around!" The nurse on the side finally couldn't help it.

"Something happened,

I am in charge! "Secretary Lin said solemnly.

"This... hey! How can you do this, I'm going to find Director Chen!" The nurse rushed out the door.

"Since Secretary Lin also agreed, I'll give it a try. First of all, I need a set of needles, preferably gold needles." Tang Hao said.

"It's simple, I know an old gentleman, he has a set, I'll contact you right away." Liu Dajun immediately picked up the phone.

After going out and making a phone call, he came back quickly, "Okay, wait ten minutes and you'll be there."

Tang Hao nodded.

After waiting for a while, there were rapid footsteps in the corridor outside. Then, Director Chen rushed in in a hurry.

"Secretary Lin, what are you doing? This is a hospital, don't mess around! Young Master Lin is still alive. What if something happens?" Director Chen said anxiously.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Tang Hao, "He is the so-called doctor? Secretary Lin, why are you confused!"

Secretary Lin said with a blank expression: "Director Chen, don't talk about it, I will take all the responsibility myself!"

"This... Secretary Lin!"

Director Chen was sweating profusely.

He looked at Tang Hao and felt that all this was really ridiculous!

How old is this guy! At most eighteen years old, how could he possibly understand medical skills, what happened to Secretary Lin, how could he believe what this guy said?

Besides, even if this guy is really capable, it is impossible to cure a vegetative person! As far as he knows, even the most powerful Chinese medicine practitioners have no such ability, let alone a mere boy!

"Liar! Definitely a liar!"

Director Chen stared at Tang Hao, gnashing his teeth.

Tang Hao glanced at it and said, "Director Chen, you'll find out later if you're a liar or not. If you're worried, you can watch while I'm giving the needle."

"Okay! I'd like to see, what kind of skills you are, a hairy boy!" Director Chen said angrily.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the golden needle finally arrived.

Tang Hao opened it, took out the golden needles one by one, and checked them again. Then, he took one, pointed it towards the patient's forehead, and stabbed it gently.

His movements were very steady, the golden needle pierced the scalp, plunged into the skull, and accurately stabbed the acupoint.

With the improvement of his cultivation, his reactions, his six senses, and even all the functions of his body have all been strengthened. His current movements can be extremely precise, just like a machine.

When the first needle was placed, Director Chen was still disdainful.

But then, his face couldn't help changing.

This guy's movements are very skilled, and it seems that he really understands the art of acupuncture.

"Isn't it a liar? Humph! Even if it's not a liar, it's impossible to save the patient!" Director Chen sneered.

In the room, the atmosphere was dull.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man, either apprehensive or suspicious.

Su Yun and Mr. Huang on the side were even more worried.

After taking nine stitches in a row, Tang Hao stopped.

Taking a deep breath, luck rushed towards the palm of his hand, and one by one, he rubbed the golden needles to stimulate the acupuncture points.

In this way, after ten minutes, suddenly, the EEG began to fluctuate violently.

Then, the patient's body trembled and moved.

Originally, the chaotic eyes became clear, and gradually regained consciousness.