The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate do have magical effects.

But that is not a magical art. If you can't go back, you will pull people back from the Hall of Hell.

Chen He did everything he could do, and the rest depends on the old man's will.

The doctors walked past and saw the old man still the same way he was before.

"Hmph, I thought there was a miracle. Okay, don't get in the way here. We will carry the people away and take them to the morgue in the hospital."

"No, now is the critical moment, no one can touch him."

The emergency doctor was also angry, "Who are you? Whatever you say is what you think you are our dean? Hurry up and dodge me."

Chen He stood in front of those people, "I said that no one can touch him now."

"Save it, stop dreaming. After so many needles, do you think you can create miracles?"

Chen He paused word by word, "Traditional Chinese medicine itself is a miracle."

"I'm gonna..."

Before the tremolo sound could be finished, the old man who was originally lying straight on the ground suddenly had his throat twitched.

He Tian pointed at the old man with sharp eyes and wide eyes, "Look, he has moved."

"Yes, it's really moving, it's a miracle."

"Who is this young man? So powerful."

"He is the owner of Qifeng Hall, how can he not be powerful?"

The old man's reaction became louder and louder, and suddenly he turned over and vomited a lot of blood.

"Dad, you woke up and scared me to death."

The old man's son was very excited and stepped forward to hug his father. The old man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, he vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood.

"Doctor, my dad vomits blood, what's going on?"

Lan Dong smiled slightly, "This is a normal phenomenon. The more you vomit, the better. Your father's internal organs are damaged and internal bleeding occurs, so the blood will be vomited along the esophagus, so there is no need to worry."

The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at his son, crying.

"I'm not dead."

"Dad, you are not dead, this doctor saved you."

People around him nodded and were happy for the father and son, "It's really not easy. It can be rescued. It's amazing."

"Didn't someone just say that Chinese medicine is not good? He also concluded that he is dead. Is this murder?"

"These quack doctors are not of great proficiency now and they still look down on others. Fortunately, Dr. Shen insists on his own opinion, otherwise it would be strange if this old man can live."

The emergency doctor was told by everyone, and he couldn't bear to worry about his face.

"What do you know? Maybe it's a retrospective look. Let's check it out."

The old man was lying on a stretcher. The doctors turned the old man's eyes and looked at the wound on his forehead.

The last doctor reached out and pressed the old man's chest, and he was so scared that he screamed.

"How could this happen? It was clearly collapsed here just now, and the sternum was broken, but now it's completely cured."

Another doctor didn't believe it at all, "You don't talk nonsense, it's not a spring, you can bounce back yourself."

"If you don't believe it, you can touch it yourself."

The doctor reached out and touched him, and was scared, "This is impossible, I'm not dreaming."

"What did that kid do? He actually restored the broken sternum with bare hands. This is impossible."

As professionals, they were shocked by the methods of Shenhe and the ghosts. Can traditional Chinese medicine be so strong?

The old man and his son thanked each other repeatedly, and this kindness was amazing.

Chen He smiled faintly, "Although I saved your father's life, the fracture of your father's body will take some time to heal. I suggest you be admitted to the hospital immediately, take a good rest, and have a full physical examination so that you can rest assured. As for the cost issue, you can discuss with the driver of the accident."

The fat driver pointed his finger at his throat and begged.

"I know you're wrong?"

The fat driver nodded repeatedly, and Chen He's hand gently slid past. The fat driver suddenly felt that his throat was his own again.

"You dare to tease me, I'll kill you."

He Tian snorted coldly, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. He doesn't know the good people's hearts. If we hadn't saved people, would you think you would be well?"

"you……"

The old man got into the ambulance and the driver was taken away by the traffic police.

The onlookers also began to disperse around. Chen He was also preparing to return to Qifengtang, but was stopped by reporter Xiaomei.

"Doctor Chen, your medical skills just now are so powerful that you can actually save the dead. Is this a magical Chinese medicine doctor?"

Chen He had something to do, not to mention that he didn't want to hype anything.

"I have nothing to say, it's just a slight effort, and I don't want to be interviewed."

Reporter Xiaomei is quite persistent, "Dr. Chen, this is a good thing. You can promote traditional Chinese medicine, and you should not refuse."

"It is of course good to promote traditional Chinese medicine, but sometimes you really don't agree with what you write, and I have never liked to deal with reporters."

"You are biased, I promise I will report it truthfully. Before publishing, I will send you the press release. If you don't agree, I will never send it out."

Chen He thought about it, if this is the case, it would be impossible.

“Is 10 minutes enough?”

When Xiaomei saw Chen He agreeing, she nodded repeatedly, "Enough. After we go back, we will edit it and make a short script. Dr. Chen, when you saved someone just now, you used Chinese medicine acupuncture? Can acupuncture really save people?"

"Of course it can save people. Acupuncture is an indispensable part of traditional Chinese medicine. I personally think that it occupies a place in traditional Chinese medicine. Acupuncture can not only cure diseases, but also apply cosmetic surgery..."

Xiaomei nodded and asked again, "Doctor Chen, then do you think, why do people generally believe that traditional Chinese medicine is a deceptive person? Is it all the prejudice of everyone?"

This problem is a trap. If you are not careful, it will not only fail to correct the name of traditional Chinese medicine, but may even discredit it.

"Actually, I really don't know how to answer this question. Just like the five fingers on my hand, there are long and short, the team of traditional Chinese medicine is also of different quality. Many people have their own purposes and do things that harm traditional Chinese medicine. I can't stop them all, but I have always believed that most traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are diligent and have profound medical skills, especially the Chinese medicine clinic in the imperial capital. Taking Minghetang and Qifengtang as examples, they are full of people with real skills. As for other people who deceive patients for some purpose, they cannot represent the main theme."

"Doctor Chen's words make a lot of sense. Take our journalists as an example. There are also many people who are black sheep. Then I ask the last question. At that time, the emergency doctor said that people were out of salvation, so why did you insist? How did you know that the elderly are still saved? Are you not afraid of causing trouble because of your wrong judgment?"

Xiaomei is very smart and knows that Chen He has no patience, so it is the last question, which actually contains three questions.

"Why do you have to persist? Why do you know that the old man is saved? This is very simple. It is based on my professional ability. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching. When I look at the old man's face, it doesn't look like he is breathing. Then, I took his pulse again. Although the pulse was very weak, I still felt the pulse beating, so I concluded that the old man still had some help."

"As for whether you will cause trouble for yourself, I really didn't think about it. At least when saving people, I didn't have time to think so much. The doctor's duty is to save lives and heal the wounded. When encountering such a serious patient, every doctor has to ask himself whether he can save him. If it is not good, what are the consequences? The so-called saving lives and healing the wounded is just empty talk. I think as a doctor, you must first constantly polish your skills and make yourself competent. When your skills reach a certain level, you can completely judge the patient's current situation and be very clear about whether you can cure it. Therefore, there is no wrong judgment."

Chen He didn't talk much, but every word was sonorous and powerful. The reporter Xiaomei was on the side, nodding while recording.
Chapter completed!