Song Yan Ning withdrew her hand and took out a set of silver needles from her bag, saying to the patient’s wife, "Please take off the patient’s clothes."
The patient’s wife nodded hurriedly and stepped forward to help her husband remove his clothes.
Doctor Xu saw that Song Yan Ning was about to start immediately and asked anxiously, "Doctor Song, are you clear about the patient’s condition?" Although the patient was already critically ill, that was no reason to act recklessly.
Song Yan Ning nodded slightly without saying much. Seeing that the patient’s wife had already helped the patient remove his clothes, she pulled out several silver needles from the needle bag.
"Doctor Song, don’t act recklessly," Doctor Xu shouted anxiously. If the patient died under her treatment, he would be held responsible.
However, the next moment, he was stunned. He saw Song Yan Ning’s hands move swiftly, and the silver needles had already pierced the patient’s body.
Doctor Xu took a step forward, looked at the silver needles on the patient’s body, and his eyes were full of surprise and astonishment. Indeed, she was the granddaughter of the Master of Chinese Medicine; her accuracy in locating acupoints was astonishing. It seemed he had underestimated her previously.
Song Yan Ning ignored Doctor Xu. Her slender fingers pinched and lifted in motions like a butterfly fluttering through flowers, a pleasing sight to behold.
Dean Liu also stepped forward a few paces, and noticing Song Yan Ning’s skillful movements, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes. Indeed, Song Yan Ning’s medical skill was impressive, and for someone her age, it was quite an achievement.
After Song Yan Ning had inserted all the silver needles into the patient’s body, she lightly flicked her fingers, and all the silver needles trembled slightly.
"What acupuncture technique is this?" Doctor Xu exclaimed, his eyes wide open. Having practiced medicine for many years, he had never seen such a technique before. The silver needles were not vibrating randomly but rhythmically, and he could even hear a buzzing sound from them. It was truly incredible.
Dean Liu clasped his hands tightly, his heart filled with excitement. He knew he hadn’t misjudged her; Song Yan Ning’s medical skill was genuinely exceptional. Perhaps her skill might not surpass her grandfather’s, but it definitely wouldn’t be inferior to any doctor present.
Song Yan Ning sat down to the side. Now the silver needles were healing the patient’s body; once healed, the patient’s condition would be largely restored.
The patient’s wife looked at the silver needles on her husband’s body and turned to Doctor Xu, "Doctor Xu, how is my husband doing?" She didn’t understand these procedures, but she trusted Doctor Xu more than Song Yan Ning; Doctor Xu’s age indicated an experienced doctor.
Doctor Xu shook his head, "I don’t know right now." He needed to check the patient’s pulse to understand the condition, but it currently wasn’t suitable to do so.
The patient’s wife nodded and turned to Song Yan Ning, "Doctor Song, can my husband be cured?" She had just heard Doctor Xu call her Doctor Song, so she did the same.
"Yes," Song Yan Ning confirmed decisively. As long as she intervened, even a person dead for a day could be revived.
Doctor Xu looked at Song Yan Ning in surprise. The patient had a terminal illness; even if Hua Tuo were alive, he might not be able to cure it. Was she so confident in her medical skill?
Dean Liu looked at Song Yan Ning, his eyes filled with expectation. If Song Yan Ning truly could cure this patient, she indeed would be a Divine Doctor.
Song Yan Ning checked the time, stood up, walked forward, and removed the silver needles from the patient’s body, "It’s done."
Upon hearing this, Doctor Xu hurriedly stepped forward and placed his hand on the patient’s wrist. He truly couldn’t believe that Song Yan Ning could cure the patient in such a short time.