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

This is a block that Sha Shuilin has accumulated in his heart these days, but he has never dared to say it out. Now that a family member of the patient finally speaks out, he is very happy and gloating, wanting to see Lin Tong look good.

Wang Hongju glanced at Lin Tong, a little embarrassed to explain:
"Lin Yingying, you don't know the situation, so you can't talk like that."

"Your brother was knocked into a vegetative state. The murderer has not been found yet. Doctor Lin rescued him from the river, and he was already in a coma."

"Never woke up, how can you blame people like this?"

Lin Yingying is a doctor after all, and she can grasp the key points when speaking:

"If he is rescued from the river and rushed to a large hospital immediately, he may be able to recover."

Seeing so many people listening, Lin Tong felt gloating about his misfortune. He couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly fought back:
"You mean maybe, not sure. You said just now that it is very difficult to revive a vegetable."

"What if we can wake him up?"

"Besides, you know what happened? I took the risk to rescue him from the car in the river. His stomach was filled with river water and his heart stopped beating."

"I was the one who drove the car to get the water out of his stomach while rushing to the hospital."

"When I arrived at the hospital, I used the Jiuyin Resurrection Needle again to make his heart beat again."

"What I want to tell you is that if he had called 120 at that time and waited for the ambulance to rescue him to the hospital, he would have died long ago."

"You can't talk nonsense until you figure out the situation."

Lin Yingying was taken aback by what he said, but she immediately became annoyed and shouted:
"Anyway, I don't trust small hospitals, especially private hospitals. Please stop the injection immediately and send him to a large city-level hospital."

Talking about rushing forward to pull Liu Yansong, Lin Tong blocked her with his body and said to Wang Hongju:
"Take him to a big hospital now. First, he will be tormented to death. Second, the cost is too high, but it won't save him. It's meaningless."

Wang Hongju begged my sister-in-law with a mournful face:

"Lin Yingying, our family has no money, and the medical expenses here are all paid by Dr. Lin for us."

"Go to a big hospital, where can you afford expensive medical expenses?"

Lin Yingying's face turned ashen and shouted:
"I will pay the expenses in advance, you stop immediately, I will call an ambulance!"

Lin Tong became anxious and shouted to Wang Hongju:
"Quickly persuade her to go out, if she wants to do this to her brother, she will torture him to death."

Seeing that my sister-in-law was in a strong mood, Wang Hongju didn't dare to persuade her anymore.

Lin Yingying really took out her mobile phone and wanted to call 120.

Lin Tong shouted at several doctors at the door:
"Why are you just watching? Get her out and give us an hour to see the outcome!"

Sha Shui Lin stiffly refused to come in, Zhu Qianqian hugged Lin Tong from behind yesterday, was conquered by his masculine charm, and became more and more infatuated with him.

But she couldn't make it too obvious, so she walked in calmly and persuaded Lin Yingying:
"Just give them an hour to see if it works. Even if it doesn't save you, it won't kill your brother."

Lin Yingying didn't listen to advice at all:

"How can it not be broken? Once the acupuncture point on the head is pierced, it will be life-threatening. I am a doctor, why don't I know?"

Liu Yansong held back until now, and couldn't help but say:

"So I stabbed very carefully to make sure I wouldn't damage him."

For some unknown reason, Lin Yingying's emotions became more intense:
"What guarantee do you have? He said that you are a famous old Chinese doctor. What's your name? Tell me."

"I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner. I know the names of famous Chinese medicine practitioners in China."

Liu Yansong was a little angry, and really wanted to let go, but Lin Tong gave him winks, and he must not give up halfway.

He raised his head and called Sha Shuilin:
"Doctor Sha, did you hear that? I will take all the responsibility for the consequences of persuading her out!"

When Lin Yingying heard this, she raised the corner of her mouth even more disdainfully:

"Are you an intern? Are you up to this responsibility?"

Then Sha Shuilin came in, and together with Zhu Qianqian, they dragged Lin Yingying out.

Liu Yansong tied up again, he had already tied six roots, and there will be eight in total.

He pricked Baihui and Naohu acupoints with special care.

All the eight silver needles were tied, and Lin Baogui's head was covered with silver needles, which looked a little scary, and everyone who watched was speechless.

Liu Yansong stood up and gave up his seat to Lin Tong:

"Come on, you need to twirl the needle hard to get through his sensory nerves."

Lin Tong sat up, held the silver needle with his right thumb and forefinger, and began to twist the needle.

"Now, why is he twisting needles for patients instead?"

The onlookers chatted softly.

"It's the first time I saw that the needles were given by one person, the old and the young, and the two performed it alternately."

"It's so mysterious, I wonder if I can save him?"

"If you can't save him, you will lose face."

Lin Tong didn't listen to these arguments, just buried his head in twisting the needle vigorously.

He mobilized his inner strength and poured all his energy into the silver needle, which made the silver needle generate golden light after heating up, penetrated into the patient's brain, and opened up his consciousness nerve.

After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Lin Tong's forehead.

Grandpa sat next to him, observing nervously, while wiping his sweat with a paper towel.

There was silence inside and outside the ward.

Everyone held their breath and watched Lin Tong twist the needle, and also observed the patient's reaction.

After twisting for more than half an hour, Lin Baogui was still lying there motionless, his face was still pale and slightly flushed.

"It has no effect at all. It seems that he is hopeless."

"The old and the young and the two Chinese medicine practitioners are all bragging."

Someone started talking softly.

Lin Tong was also a little anxious, if he couldn't be saved, it would be a trivial matter to lose face, the key was that he couldn't know the secret in his mouth.

When the sixth needle is twisted, a miracle occurs.

Lin Tong noticed that the middle finger of Lin Baogui's right hand moved a little, and he became conscious.

He was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't say a word, and quickly stood up and looked at grandpa:

"I don't think so, you should come."

He wants to give the credit to his grandfather, let him get off to a good start, and then make a name for himself.

Liu Yansong didn't understand, thinking that his grandson had no confidence, so he gave up.

When Lin Tong stood up, he put his mouth next to his ear and whispered:
"He's about to wake up, you come and play, this will be your credit and make you famous."

Liu Yansong reacted and wanted to decline, but seeing so many people watching, he had to obey his grandson's arrangement and sit back on the square stool to twist the seventh needle.

Sure enough, he only twisted for a while, Lin Guigui's eyelids moved, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes slowly opened, and he even blinked a few times.

"Huh? He's awake."

Wang Hongju was the first to scream, and quickly walked to Lin Guigui's head, bent down, put her mouth next to his ear and shouted:
"Precious, are you awake?"

Lin Baogui nodded slightly.

Wang Hongju excitedly raised her head and shouted:
"He's really awake."

"Huh? They really revived the vegetable."

Several onlookers came to the hospital bed to take a closer look. Wang Hongju bent down and asked Lin Baogui: