The female president's fierce medical son-in-law

"I believe in this young man, a miracle will happen."

Guo Wenhua knew acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine. Lin Tong pierced nine silver needles into the old man's body. His eyes widened when he saw it:

"Huh? What did he pierce with the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle?"

"This kind of acupuncture has long been lost among the people, and no one can use it. He has only seen it in ancient medical books, but he has never seen it in real life?"

Sha Shuilin is a western doctor, and he doesn't believe in this kind of acupuncture at all, so he still looks disdainful:
"What is the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle? He's playing tricks. Look out, he's going to make a fool of himself soon."

Zhu Qianqian gave Guo Wenhua a dissatisfied look:
"Dean Guo, why do you still believe in this kind of thing? Well, if this continues, Dade Hospital is really hopeless."

Lin Tong's needle gestures were so sophisticated that even Guo Wenhua was dumbfounded.

After the needles were pricked, Lin Tong flicked on one silver needle first, and then drew a circle on the five silver needles on the old man's chest with a chic gesture, and a bright color of hope appeared on his face immediately.

The first needle made a metallic sound, and golden smoke came out from the next five silver needles, indicating that the old man was still alive.

Lin Tong hurriedly began to twist, he twisted so hard that beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Zhu Songlin handed him a napkin, and Lin Tong took it and wiped his sweat with his left hand.

The ward was silent, and the onlookers held their breath, watching the strange rescue scene inside, and no one spoke.

When the third silver needle was twisted, golden smoke came out from the silver needle, which no one else could see.

Seeing that the old man was still lying there motionless, everyone lost their patience and interest and started whispering.

"This kid is bragging, it seems that he is going to make a fool of himself."

"Think about it, how is it possible? Can a person be revived after being dead for such a long time?"

"Unless he is a fairy, but how can there be a fairy in society? There are only liars!"

Sha Shuilin shouted impatiently inside:
"Is it five minutes?"

Lin Tong checked the time on his phone:
"Ten minutes left."

At this time, Guo Wenhua suddenly widened his eyes and said "ah":

"Huh? Golden smoke appeared on his silver needle, it seems promising."

Zhu Qianqian glared at him angrily:
"Are you delusional? Don't worry, it's only 4 minutes anyway, so don't lose face by following him."

Lin Tong just concentrated on twisting the needle, and everyone looked at the time on the phone nervously.

"Okay, there is one minute left."

Sha Shuilin cried impatiently:
"His cowhide is blown."

In the ward, Zhu Songlin, Kong Hongyan, two other patients and their family members, including Lin Tong himself, were too nervous to breathe, staring fixedly at the old man on the bed.

Suddenly, the middle finger of the old man's right hand moved. Lin Tong was the first to notice it, and exclaimed in surprise:

"His finger moved."

There was no sound inside or outside the ward, and a needle drop could be heard.

Then, the old man's ashen face turned red, and Kong Hongyan shouted:

"Ah, Dad's face is turning red."

Lin Tong reached out to touch his heart:
"Okay, his heart is beating again, he's fine."

"Dad, woo woo woo."

Kong Hongyan threw herself on her father, weeping with joy.

What?Really saved?
Everyone screamed and rushed in, looking at the old man on the hospital bed.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, sighed softly, and asked in a weak voice:
"where is this place?"

"Dad, you finally woke up. You are in the hospital."

"It was Brother Lin who saved you."

Lin Tong led Zhu Songlin outside, Kong Hongyan hurried over to hold him back:
"My savior, let me scan your WeChat with you. We must repay your life-saving grace."

Lin Tong took out his mobile phone:

"WeChat can be added, but repayment is not required. I happen to be here, so I can help you by the way, it's nothing."

"Brother Lin, I'm Kong Hongyan, the president of Honghu Group."

Kong Hongyan excitedly grabbed Lin Tong's hand and shook it, tears filled her eyes:
"If you have anything to do in the future, send me a WeChat message, and I will do my best."

"I am also very happy to be able to save the father of a beautiful CEO."

Lin Tong felt a little surprised. He looked at Zhu Songlin and the onlookers in surprise, and he and Kong Hongyan scanned WeChat and exchanged mobile phone numbers.

After this procedure was completed, Lin Tong said goodbye to her, turned around and went out with Zhu Songlin, and said to Guo Wenhua who was there:

"Dean Guo, let's go, let's continue to negotiate."

Guo Wenhua and Zhu Qianqian hadn't recovered from the state of astonishment, and their minds were in a trance.

is this real?
Why did the miracle of the living dead really happen!

Seeing that they were still in a daze, Lin Tong said again:
"I want to tell you about the illness and the next treatment plan."

Having said that, Guo Wenhua and Zhu Qianqian followed him and looked at each other in embarrassment and shame.

Many family members of the patients followed Lin Tong, watching his remarks curiously.

"Who is he?"

"It's really amazing. He didn't wear a white coat, but he was able to revive the dead."

"It's unbelievable. He is not a doctor, but he is better than a doctor."

Listening to these discussions, Lin Tong intentionally said to the family members of the patients following in front of Guo Wenhua and the others:
"I'm going to be a doctor here soon, and I'm here to apply for the job today."

"Is he here to apply for the job?"

"Then if anyone is sick, come here to see."

When Guo Wenhua and the others listened to these discussions, their expressions became even more unbearable, and they were filled with emotion.

Re-enter the conference room and sit down in the original position.

The white coats on the opposite side slumped their heads, they were completely different from just now, and they all looked embarrassed and ashamed.

Lin Tong looked at them mysteriously, and said seriously:

"Close the door of the meeting room, and let me tell you about the cause of the old man's death."

Sha Shuilin stood up and closed the door, walked back and sat down, looking at Lin Tong nervously.

"Deans, and Director Sha, if you talk behind closed doors, I will tell you the truth."

"This is a serious medical accident. If the patient's family finds out, what will happen if he can't be saved today? Have you ever thought about it?"

The four doctors on the opposite side were sullen, and none of them dared to speak out.

"Doctor Sha, are you his attending doctor? Did you treat him for a stomach problem?"

Sha Shuilin nodded.

Lin Tong's voice was still so calm, but it was thrilling to the ears of the doctors on the opposite side:

"The old man also has stomach problems. The stomach is the mother of the heart. But he is mainly suffering from heart disease. He should be suffering from acute coronary syndrome."

Sha Shuilin instantly sweated.

Lin Tong pointed out straight to the point:

"Director Sha, you did not use a thrombolytic drug in the old man's saline solution. If the saline solution gets in, it will stimulate the thrombus in the patient's blood vessel to rush upstream, blocking his heart and brain at the same time, leading to the patient's death."

"So just now, I just used the Nine Yin Resurrection Needle but I couldn't save him. I added heat-generating internal energy to form a golden airflow, which penetrated into his body and melted his blood clots, and only then did I revive him."