My Waste Husband
Chapter 694

Chapter 694

When the western doctor spoke, he was not facing Henry and others, but facing many people who came to watch because of the noise. His words were more likely to be said to the onlookers.

Listening to the doctor's words, these onlookers who didn't know the cause and effect all showed angry faces as if Henry and others had done something against the rules.

"Yes, don't you think you can avoid responsibility!" The patient's family member stepped forward, grabbed Henry's sleeve, and shouted.

Henry took a deep breath, held back the anger in his heart, and said, "I'll tell you again. That patient inside is still alive, but if you continue to delay my time like this, I won't be able to save him, and it will be your responsibility!"

Hearing Henry's words, the patient's family member was stunned and gradually loosened Henry's hand.

"Don't listen to him!" Dr. Lance said loudly, "He is trying to escape the responsibility now. The patient's heart has stopped for more than five minutes! The doctors of Chinese Medicine have not taken any effective rescue measures. The patient can be pronounced dead. If you let him in, you will give him a chance to make an excuse!"

Henry suddenly glared at Dr. Lance and said in a low voice, "According to what you said, is there no need to try to save him now?"

Dr. Lance was shocked by Henry's fierce eyes. He calmed down and said, "He can't be saved. What else can you do?"

"Let me tell you, it's not over!" The patient's family member just loosened his hands and grabbed Henry's sleeve again. "If it weren't for you, Chinese medicine doctor, my father couldn't have died!

You must give me an explanation now!"

As soon as the patient's family member stopped talking, President Ma's voice rang in the emergency room. "Magical doctor, the needle jumped out!"

When Henry heard this, he didn't talk nonsense with the people at the door. He shook off the patient's hand and strode to the emergency room, even forgetting to close the door.

The tecnique of Thirteen Deadly Needles was used to stall the time. Henry had just locked the patient's life with a silver needle, but the silver needle could not keep the Qi sealed all the time.

Henry walked to the side of the operating table, opened the patient's eyelids, and the patient's pupils slowly expanded again.

"A needle!" Henry put his hand aside and said four numbers, "Four, seven, nine, twelve!"

A second after Henry said these four numbers, President Ma put the four silver needles in Henry's hand. The number that Henry said was exactly the length of these silver needles.

At the moment when he got the silver needles, Henry's hands were like phantoms, stabbing at different acupuncture points in the patient's body.

"Magical doctor, you are..." President Ma looked at the place where Henry put the needle. He opened his mouth wide in disbelief because, at the moment, all the acupuncture points that Henry pointed were the Death acupoints of the human body!

"I've said many times that when one studies medicine, he should integrate the knowledge and connect the dots. The patient's body is going to die..." When Henry said this, he reached out again. "Three, eleven, fourteen."

President Ma understood and handed the silver needles to Henry.

After Henry took the silver needles, he continued to put the needles in the patient's body while saying, "His body is dead, and he can't dredge it. This will cause the patient's oxygen to be missing quickly. What we need to do is blocking!"

"Blocking?" President Ma was puzzled.

As Henry put the needle into the patient's heart, he reached out his hand and touched the patient's heart. "Everyone's nerves have a conditional reflection. When we block all the nerves in the whole body after death, the human nerves will reflect after being released. This is the time when the human body's function has the strongest desire to survive. Needle fourteen, fourteen, fourteen."

Outside the emergency room, the western doctor walked to the front of Dr. Lance and whispered, "Did you give him enough medicine?"

"Don't worry." A sneer tugged at the corner of Dr. Lance's lips. "Absolutely. Even God won't help this time!"

"Good." A sneer appeared at the corner of the western doctor's mouth, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Then, let's see how these Chinese people embarrass themselves. Why does traditional Chinese medicine, a thing that should have been eliminated a long time ago, still exist?"

"Hum!" Dr. Lance looked at Henry, who was using acupuncture, with a gloomy look in his eyes. "How dare he embarrass me?! Let's see how he will end today!"

Outside the emergency ward, the patient's family member looked at Henry next to the operating table and asked the western doctor, "Doctor, do you think they can save my father?"

The western doctor shook his head and said, "I am telling you from the professional perspective of a doctor. There is no possibility. They are just pretending now. You can already call the lawyer!"

When the patient's family member heard this, his face turned as gray as ash.

On the side of the operating table, in a short period of time, Henry had jabbed silver needles on the patient's body surface. From the beginning of blocking the dead acupoint to now, forty percent of the patient's acupoints had been jabbed with silver needles.

Seeing such a scene, Lewis and others felt incredible. Such rapid and precise acupuncture not only required a high understanding of human acupoints but also a huge consumption of mental and physical strength.

Lewis and others believed that it was absolutely impossible for them to do this.

Henry took a deep breath. It was the first time for him to try such treatment. In the past, he also did this, but he had never applied the next step.

What Henry had to do was to block most of the human body's acupoints, and then release them at the same time. He used the nerves of the human body to make the patient's heart to start beating. Before, he could not take all of these needles out at the same time.

But now, things were different.

Henry took a deep breath and the muscles of his hands bulged. From the cyclone of his abdomen, a stream of Qi was sent out. Henry aimed at the patient's heart and slammed down with his palm.

At the moment when Henry slapped the patient's chest, a stream of airflow burst out in all directions with Henry's palm as the starting point.

Wherever the airflow passed, the silver needles that were inserted into the patient's body got all squeezed out of the patient's body.

At this moment, the old man, whose eyes were originally closed, suddenly opened them. His pupils, which had been spreading, were condensed again at this moment.

A doctor, who was standing in front of the ECG, also made a surprised voice at this time, "Yes! There is a reaction!"

The old man, who was lying on the operating table, suddenly sat up and took a deep breath.

"Pul"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out from the old man's mouth, spilling all over the bed. The black blood emitted a strong stench, which instantly filled the entire emergency room.

Outside the emergency ward, the western doctor and Dr. Lance saw this scene, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

"How is this possible?!"

The patient's family member, who looked as pale as ash, was also pleasantly surprised.

Lewis and the others, who were in the emergency room, looked at the old man who sat up, and their eyes were full of shock! Was... was Henry a God who could bring people back to life?

When Lewis and others looked at Henry's eyes again, they were no longer simply admiring him!