Chapter 617: Leadership Inspection
A total of eighty-one silver needles were completely removed, and Lin Tian let out the breath he had been holding.
Removing needles is just like inserting them; it has its tricks. The trick lies in the word ’speed’.
Removing all the silver needles in one go without interruption allows Spiritual Qi to remain completely inside the patient’s body.
Now, all of Lin Tian’s Spiritual Qi resides in this man’s limbs and bones. As for Lin Tian himself, his Sea of Qi remains empty.
Of course, the Spiritual Qi inside the man will eventually dissipate over time, but for now, it can stimulate his brain neurons and various functions in his body, helping him wake up faster.
The movement of his fingers just now was a great sign.
At least he’s not far from waking up.
Lin Tian walked out of the ward, and the man’s wife eagerly rushed in, impatiently asking, "Doctor, how is my husband?"
"The situation is very optimistic. If you stay and talk to him for a while, he should be able to wake up," Lin Tian replied.
Hearing this, the woman excitedly held Lin Tian’s hand, thanking him profusely.
Lin Tian felt a pang of emotion, recalling the words from online: In fact, airports witness more sincere kisses than wedding halls, and hospital walls hear more prayers than churches.
After finishing her thanks, the woman hurried into the ward. But as soon as she entered, she exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Honey, you’ve really woken up!"
Lin Tian was momentarily stunned, then turned his head to look inside the ward. Sure enough, the man who had been sickly just moments ago was sitting up, seemingly in good spirits due to the Spiritual Qi.
"Really unexpected, waking up so soon," Lin Tian muttered to himself, puzzled. According to his prognosis, the man should have woken up in the afternoon.
Liu Chan and his son were likely more perplexed than Lin Tian.
Darn, was that person really a vegetative patient? How did he wake up so easily?
Lin Tian only inserted a few needles.
If Liu Mang hadn’t arranged this person himself, he might have thought Lin Tian had invited someone to fake a miracle to show off.
"Lin Tian, how did you do it?"
Despite his reluctance, Liu Mang couldn’t help but ask.
If he could save vegetative patients, he’d probably make headlines tomorrow, wouldn’t he? Isn’t the Nobel Prize in Medicine just a matter of reaching out?
Too bad he couldn’t do it, but Lin Tian could. The Nobel Prize in Medicine wouldn’t go to him, would it?
If that’s the case, no one could stop the rise of ancient medicine.
Lin Tian took a sip of warm water. In a tone reminiscent of an elder, he casually said, "It’s quite simple, really. You saw earlier, just a few pricks with silver needles will do. However, the principle behind it is complex, and even if I explained it to you, you wouldn’t understand. Liu, you still have a lot to learn in the future."
Hearing this, Liu Mang was nearly incensed.
What kind of education tone is this! Liu? Is that a name you’re allowed to call?
"Hmph! You’ve only just cured one patient. Don’t be too complacent; if you lose in the end, both you and your teacher have to be expelled from the medical community!" Liu Mang growled.
"Oh? Then may I ask, Mr. Liu, have you treated more patients than I have?"
"Hmph! I will soon have more than you," Liu Mang said confidently.
Since he could arrange patients for Lin Tian, he could also arrange good patients for himself. All those registered with him today were old patients returning for follow-up.
If all goes well, today’s work will be easy, and he can win this contest easily.
Imagining Zhao Xuefeng and his apprentice being expelled from the medical community made Liu Mang’s body feel relaxed.
At that moment, someone else walked in. Not a patient, but Zhang Zhixing, Mr. Zhang.
"Hello, Minister."
Seeing the high official, Liu Mang’s attitude transformed instantly, greeting at the door like a lapdog. If he had a tail, it would certainly be wagging by now.
For those who are sycophants, Zhang Zhixing was very annoyed. However, as a leader, he couldn’t say anything rude, so he had to maintain an unhappy expression.
Seeing this expression, Liu Mang knew not to say much but continue to play the silent dog, waiting to obey orders as soon as he was instructed.
Reading expressions and acting accordingly is a basic skill of being a ’dog’.
"Dean Liu Mang." Suddenly, Zhang Zhixing called out.
"Yes, Minister, I’m here. What do you need?"
Liu Mang happily stepped forward. Could he not be happy when the minister remembered his name?
Liu Mang, Liu Mang, how could it not be memorable?
"Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be at the free clinic?" Zhang Zhixing asked indifferently.
"Minister, I’m heading back right away. Just wanted to check Lin Tian’s progress first."
"How is the result?"
"Uh..." Liu Mang hesitated for a moment, unwilling to share Lin Tian’s successful treatment of the vegetative patient, as it would steal his thunder.
But could he avoid saying it? So, Liu Mang recounted the event in full detail.
Instantly, the air became quiet.
Cured a vegetative patient? What does that mean?
Just this feat alone could earn countless awards and make him a renowned physician for ages, right?
"Hahaha, that kid didn’t let me down," Zhang Zhixing laughed aloud, waving his hand. "Let’s go meet the young man."
Seeing the smile and hearing the laughter, Liu Mang realized that this young man had caught the minister’s attention, possibly able to thrive even if he left the medical community.
Would Lin Tian abandon medicine for politics?
Fear began to grow in Liu Mang’s heart. If Lin Tian really became an official, equipped with medical skills and Zhang Zhixing’s protection, it’d be easy for him to trouble Liu Mang later, wouldn’t it?
As Liu Mang came to, Zhang Zhixing and a group of officials were already some distance away, prompting Liu Mang to hurriedly catch up, lest he missed any important information.
Upon seeing Zhang Zhixing, Lin Tian simply looked up, nodded in greeting, and continued to focus on his patient.
If other doctors saw a leader personally visiting, they would welcome him with smiles and nice words, but who dared to greet the leader with just a nod?
In Liu Mang’s eyes, this was courting death.
Is it that easy to offend a leader?
Zhang Zhixing waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop. "Don’t go over, it’s not good to disturb him when he’s treating patients. Let’s just watch from here."
Who dared to refute Zhang Zhixing’s words? Naturally, everyone stood in place, observing the elegant and handsome young man.
The patient in front of Lin Tian was the fourth one.
The third one before was in the late stages of lung cancer, beyond saving, and had just passed away.
The woman before Lin Tian now is a diabetic patient.