chapter 4 Patient wakes up and resets broken leg

Graydon Zhang cheeks turned red with excitement and his whole body trembled.

To this day, he still remembers the scene when he saw those fragments thirty years ago.

At that time, he was thinking, what kind of miraculous skill did he have to dare to claim to have the ability to bring the dead back to life? He has imagined countless times, what would happen if he knew such magical skills?

Unfortunately, the fragment only contains acupuncture diagrams of acupuncture points, but no corresponding operating techniques, so it has been completely lost.

But he never expected that today, now, he would actually see the magical skill that he had dreamed of for countless years in the hands of a young man. How could he not be excited?

But just when he was about to ask a question, Fabricio Wang stepped forward, reached out and held his sister's hand, and shouted tremblingly: "Waimarie? Waimarie? Can you hear me? I'm Fabricio Wang, it’s your brother.”

"elder brother……"

The sound was unusually weak, almost inaudible. But when it fell on the ears of everyone present, it was nothing less than a thunder!

Have you spoken?

Severe concussion! Intracranial damage!

For this disease, even if the operation is successful, the patient will be comatose for a long time. Even whether he can wake up is still unknown. But now, after being casually given a few needles by the young man in front of me, he woke up immediately without saying a word, but he was still able to speak?

There is no amnesia, no confusion, and no sequelae that patients with severe concussion should have! ?

Crazy, just crazy!

Fabricio Wang was in no mood to pay attention to their thoughts. At this moment, the tears in his eyes could no longer be restrained and surged down. He choked and said: "Waimarie, how do you feel?"

"pain……"

Waimarie Yang was very weak, and just one word made her gasp violently. And her expression was very painful, obviously she was really in severe pain.

Wang Chen was extremely worried and said hurriedly: "Just wait, the pain will stop soon. Just wait a moment."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and took back all the silver needles on Waimarie Yang head, then replaced a few more needles and stuck them in. Then he leaned over and looked at her and said, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"

Waimarie Yang shook his head, his expression obviously relaxed, and said: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good……"

He breathed a sigh of relief, but Fabricio Wang was not idle. Instead, he took a few steps down, grabbed Waimarie Yang broken leg, and began to push and hold it. This scene shocked Malachy Liu again, and he shouted urgently: "Hey, don't move. Her leg is broken, and it's still shattered..." "I know. There are a total of twelve cracks." "

As Fabricio Wang spoke, he used his true energy to suck up the last broken bone and push it back to its rightful place. Then he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, turned around and said, "Please help me put on a cast. Thanks!"

"..."

what are you saying? Why can't I understand it at all?

Senseless. Everyone was confused.

A full half time passed before Petros Zhou shouted loudly: "Wu, Wang, hurry up, go and do a full body examination on this girl."

"ah?"

The two doctors whose names were called by Petros Zhou were still in a daze, unable to recover for a while.

"Ah what? I asked you to take this girl to have a brain CT and leg X-ray, why don't you go quickly!"

"oh oh."

Only then did the two of them react and hurriedly followed several colleagues to quickly remove the instrument hoses on Waimarie Yang.

Fabricio Wang didn't stop her. He just stepped forward and took back all the silver needles, and at the same time, he gently rubbed three inches behind his sister's ears. When he took back his hand, Waimarie Yang had already fallen asleep.

Then, a group of people went to the MRI room and radiation room, surrounding the mobile hospital bed with cheers.

With two honorary vice presidents in charge, it goes without saying that the results came out quickly. In less than ten minutes, two reports appeared in the hands of Graydon Zhang and Petros Zhou. By the time the two of them finished watching it, they were completely stunned.

The hematoma is gone.

Even what was inside the skull was gone.

As for her broken leg...

If it weren't for the previous X-rays, everyone would almost think that Waimarie Yang's leg was not broken at all.

"This...how is this possible!?"

"Yes. How could this happen?"

"There was no operation, no equipment. With just a few silver needles and a few pinches, we were able to cure a patient who we were only 20% sure could be cured?"

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

This damn thing has simply subverted their understanding of medicine!

Petros Zhou couldn't accept it at all. He grabbed Fabricio Wang and said with disbelief: "Why? Why is this happening? How did you do it?"

How did you do it? Of course it is the inheritance in the mind, combined with the Qi treatment.

But naturally it is impossible to tell everyone this. So he just shook his head slightly and said casually: "This is Chinese medicine. You can't understand it even if I tell you."

"..."

One sentence instantly shocked Petros Zhou. Unfortunately, he was completely unable to refute. After all, although there is only one word difference between Chinese and Western medicine, the content and cultural connotations involved are vastly different. Seriously speaking, even if Fabricio Wang explained it to him, he really couldn't understand it.

"A few are better. Now, can you help my sister put the plaster on first?"

Waimarie Yang's leg was comminuted and fractured. Even if Fabricio Wang had great abilities, he could not recover immediately from this kind of trauma. Therefore, it should be fixed, and it should be fixed.

Of course, later he would prepare some potions that could speed up healing and give them to Waimarie Yang. In this way, Waimarie Yang can go to the ground in half a month at most.

And if Petros Zhou and others knew this, their jaws would be shocked again.

Half a month?

It's common sense that it takes a hundred days to break your bones, but you're doing it for 15 days? Are you sure you're not kidding me?

Fortunately, they didn't know, otherwise they would inevitably have to drag Wang Chen around to ask questions.

But even so, Fabricio Wang still felt very uncomfortable. Because Graydon Zhang, Petros Zhou and others still have countless questions to ask.

"Fabricio Wang. Which master do you study under?"

"Uh... he's an old Chinese medicine doctor from my hometown. Even if I tell you, you don't recognize him."

"How do you know I don't know you if you don't tell me?"

…I obviously don’t want to say that, okay? Do you still want to ask?

"Fabricio Wang. Where do you work now? Do you want to consider coming to our hospital?"

"...Sorry, I don't have a medical license."

"Ah? How come there isn't?"

"I didn't graduate from a major, and my teacher has been treating people in rural areas. It doesn't matter. I have no connections, let alone ways, so..."

"This is easy to handle. Otherwise, how about I help you with the medical practitioner qualification certificate issue and you come to our hospital and help me?"

Fabricio Wang was moved. To be honest, being a doctor is definitely infinitely better than delivering food. Whether it is social status or income, they are incomparable. If possible, of course he would be willing to do so.

But just as he was about to speak, Muiel suddenly came over, faced the two deans, and said softly: "Dean Zhang, dean Zhou, can I have a few words with Fabricio Wang first?"