Li Xiaowei kept standing by looking at Zhang Qianrong. This woman knew medical skills and could cooperate with Lin Tian to treat diseases and save people well.

Unlike myself, I wanted to help but was disliked by Lin Tian and could only watch it.

She also wanted to do something for Lin Tian, ​​but he didn't seem to need it.

The result of the loss of Li Xiaowei was a little disappointed.

Everyone in the inner and outer circles was extremely surprised.

They are obviously dying, but Lin Tian refused to give up on the rescue. Is he going to steal people from the King of Hell?

"Give up!" the doctor who was about to leave frowned and said.

Now this is useless.

"Can you still save me." Lin Tian's voice was very light, but he was very firm.

He and Zhang Qianrong applied the needle together, and the speed was very fast, and it was dazzling to see. The boy was stabbed with a bunch of jade needles, which was dazzlingly green.

"Why bother someone who will die?" the doctor shook his head and said.

"You can't save him, but I can." Lin Tian said, his hands keeping motions.

Although from a medical point of view, the boy's vital signs disappeared, Lin Tian could feel a sense of anger on him. If he worked hard, he might not be able to make him regain his strength.

"Can you?" The doctor sneered disdainfully.

This young man is really arrogant. Some patients can be saved, while others cannot be saved.

Otherwise, there would be the word "no way to turn things around".

The development of traditional Chinese medicine is originally worse than that of Western medicine. This man is so young. What achievements can he make in traditional Chinese medicine? He definitely has no choice.

However, those ordinary people were infected by Lin Tian’s seriousness. This is a life and should not give up until the last moment.

People stared at Lin Tian’s actions, hoping that a miracle would happen. Can the little boy who was sentenced to death by Western medicine really be rescued?

The scene was quiet and people's breathing slowed down, for fear of disturbing Lin Tian.

Forty minutes passed, Lin Tian sweated slightly on his forehead, and used his qi to control the needle. His fingers whipped slightly at the end of the needle. He froze several times, and passed the true qi in his body into the little boy's body through the jade needle.

He almost used all the life-saving methods he knew, and used all the needles and Taoist magic. He had done all his human affairs, and then it depends on destiny.

Lin Tian didn't say a word, and his entire attention was on the patient. These jade needles were blew by the wind, and they kept moving. This was the last time they had a needle. If there was no effect this time, it means that the King of Hell would not let him go.

After a few minutes, all of the jade needles suddenly stopped trembling and quietly pierced on the boy's big hole all over his body.

Lin Tian blinked and found that the boy's fingers swayed slightly, not because he was confused.

He felt excited inside, it seemed that his life had been saved.

The huge sense of accomplishment made him feel comfortable.

"You'd better give up. Do you really think that traditional Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine? I can't do anything, what can you do?" A doctor in a white coat looked at Lin Tian contemptuously and said, like watching a juggling monkey.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is an excellent traditional culture in China. You just don't understand traditional Chinese medicine, so you say that." Lin Tian turned his head and looked at him and said loudly.

The next second, the little boy suddenly coughed violently, and a pile of black blood was spit on the ground. He covered his chest and started crying.

"Save it, this young Chinese medicine doctor is so amazing!"

"Miracle, what a miracle doctor, little miracle doctor!"

"It's still good for traditional Chinese medicine, but Western medicine can't do it. It seems that traditional Chinese medicine is better!"

"It's incredible that I've lost my breath for so long, I can still survive."

People were discussing each other in a verbal way.

Several other Western doctors widened their eyes, wondering how Lin Tian did it.

How could this little boy survive?

If they hadn't witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, they would have thought Lin Tian had colluded with the little boy and acted in a play.

Several white coats looked at each other and quickly walked to the little boy to have a physical examination. Then these doctors felt that the world was fantastic again.

How is this possible?

"His injuries healed, he was healthier than a normal person!"

"I haven't had any surgery, how do I connect the broken ribs by myself? I rely on acupuncture?"

Is it really he? It's a hell!

Several doctors suspected that all this was a dream or that something was wrong with the instrument.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, thanks to you, if it weren't for you, my son would definitely not be able to survive." The boy's father thanked Lin Tian very much and cried with excitement.

"Okay, treating diseases and saving lives is what the doctor should do. You have to continue to take care of him for a while and your body needs to be recuperated. It is best to be hospitalized for a while and go home after your physical condition is completely stable. You can keep this prescription, wait for seven days before coming to see me, and I will show him the situation." Lin Tian immediately picked up a pen and wrote a prescription and handed it over.

The boy's father was fine, but his mother's heart was up and down, as if she fell from the sky, unable to bear it. She suddenly rolled her eyes and fainted and fell on the boy's father.

"Ah, my wife, doctor..."

"She has nothing to do, she is just in a big mood and will wake up soon." Lin Tian took his lower pulse, picked up a jade needle and stabbed her, and the woman opened her eyes.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, is it convenient for you to answer a few questions now?" Several reporters heard that there was big news here, and immediately rushed over to interview him.

Lin Tian was not a high-profile person at first, but he looked back at the signboard of Lin's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Now that the clinic is unknown, I can take this opportunity to gain popularity.

Through these reporters, he and the clinic will be well-known to the people of Yanjing, so he has to cooperate with this interview.

"You are a young Chinese medicine doctor. You used pure Chinese medicine techniques to treat that little boy, not Western medicine, right?" The reporter looked at Lin Tian with bright eyes.

She interviewed Lin Tian first. After a while, this article was sorted out and it was the front page headline, and the performance this month will be available.

Originally, today was not her working hours, or she went shopping in her spare time, but she encountered such a strange thing. Traditional Chinese medicine has come back to life and will definitely attract many people's attention.

This Chinese medicine doctor is so young, there are many news explosions, and it will definitely be popular.

The dispute over traditional Chinese and Western medicine is very fierce now, and people have their own opinions. In this news, Western medicine is obviously inferior to traditional Chinese medicine.

It should change some people's minds.

"Yes, I am a Chinese medicine doctor." Lin Tian said calmly.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is generally not used for first aid and is good at treating chronic diseases. What is the treatment principle you just said? Can you explain it in detail?" asked the reporter.

"You can't understand what I said. In short, the little boy was rescued and cured by me, which is enough to break the rumors in the past. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and can treat chronic diseases or first aid. If someone says it doesn't work, it must be because his own level is not good." Lin Tian said firmly.
Chapter completed!