Only, her level is limited!
She simply hasn't reached such heights.
It is said that in Huaxia Country, there are four top-notch doctors.
All of them practice Chinese medicine, and their medical skills have reached the realm of perfection.
Initially, Han Qiuyun didn't want to wade into these troubled waters.
But being mocked , the pride she held as a practitioner of Chinese medicine surged within her.
Despite Su Chen being quite young, the self-assurance revealed in his eyes was even stronger than some of the veteran Chinese medicine practitioners she had met.
Such a gaze could only come from absolute confidence.
She wanted to take a gamble!
If she succeeded, perhaps there might still be a glimmer of hope for the Department of Chinese Medicine.
If she failed, it didn't matter anyhow.
After all, the hospital was already planning to disband the Department of Chinese Medicine, right?
As for the two interns in the Department of Chinese Medicine, they were already accustomed to such gazes, expressionless one by one.
And they were also prepared to switch to Western medicine.
So, they felt nothing about it.
"Director Han, don't say I didn't warn you, but if you make a move, you will be representing the Department of Chinese Medicine," An Yu kindly reminded.
After all, in her view.
Su Chen's chances of curing Yang Jiajun were zero.
Now, the Department of Chinese Medicine was already facing a shortage of talent; if Su Chen fails to treat with Chinese medicine today.
That would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Department of Chinese Medicine.
It might even prompt the hospital to announce the closure of the department.
After all, the hospital had long wanted to disband it and had simply not found a suitable excuse.
The consequences, Han Qiuyun naturally knew.
She furrowed her brows slightly and whispered to Su Chen, "How confident are you in curing him?"
Su Chen's response was crisp.
"Alright, then I'll be your assistant," Han Qiuyun agreed.
"Ah, it looks like the Department of Chinese Medicine is completely finished..."
Many people shook their heads and sighed.
Although they wished for the Department of Chinese Medicine to be disbanded, after all, it was the same hospital.
Seeing the decline of the department, they also felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Alright, now proceed with the acupuncture as I instruct," Su Chen nodded.
"What?" Han Qiuyun was stunned.
Wasn't she supposed to be the assistant?
Why was she being asked to perform acupuncture now?
"What's the matter? Afraid you won't recognize the acupoints?" Su Chen teased.
"How could that be! You instruct, and I'll do the acupuncture!" Han Qiuyun was also proud.
To dare suggest she couldn't recognize the acupoints.
She had been able to recite all the acupoints in the human body since she was three years old, okay?
"The first needle, at the Heavenly Spirit acupoint!"
"The second needle, at the Juque acupoint!"
"The third needle..."
Su Chen continued to specify the locations of various acupoints.
Han Qiuyun carried out the acupuncture steadily.
It was evident that Han Qiuyun's proficiency in life-saving techniques was quite high.
Every time Su Chen mentioned an acupoint, she needed only one second to accurately insert the silver needle into the acupoint.
"Wow, this doctor is so amazing."
Laymen watch the excitement; experts watch the skill.
From Su Chen's perspective, Han Qiuyun's foundation in acupuncture was at least twenty years strong.
Now, she appeared to be nearly thirty.
This meant she must have begun learning acupuncture at around ten years of age.
A promising seedling of Chinese medicine.
It's just that, in today's age, Chinese medicine is gradually declining, and even the best medical skills have no opportunity to be utilized.
To the onlookers, Han Qiuyun's movements were smooth and unhindered, like clouds flowing through the sky.
Han Qiuyun was even more astonished in her heart.
Because from the acupoints Su Chen instructed her to pierce, she knew that Su Chen's medical skill was definitely not inferior to hers.
In the beginning, the acupoints Su Chen had her pierce were ones she understood the logic behind.
But as it went on, she began to not understand.
Because some of the acupoints were conflicting points.
Piercing both acupoints at the same time is harmful to the human body.
However, by this time she was fully invested.
Wherever Su Chen instructed her to pierce, she would pierce.
"This is madness, pure madness! How can you pierce those acupoints?" Some Western doctors, seeing the places Su Chen was instructing to be pierced, were all incredulous.
Although they practiced Western medicine, they still had some understanding of the human body's acupoints.
This manner of acupuncture was purely reckless.
However, Su Chen paid them no mind and continued to direct Han Qiuyun to pierce with the needles.
Very quickly, a total of eighteen needles were placed.
Su Chen no longer called out the acupoints.
Instead, he reached out and grabbed Yang Jiajun's wrist.
It appeared as if he was taking the pulse, but in reality, he was channeling Inner Strength.
Yang Jiajun's condition was truly severe.
If relying solely on needle piercing, no matter how proficient the acupuncture, it would not be possible to save him.
But Su Chen was different, he possessed Inner Strength.
The Inner Strength flowed through Yang Jiajun's meridians, directly reaching his brain.
Repairing the damaged blood vessels.
Finally, Su Chen himself took a large silver needle and had Han Qiuyun pierce it through the top of Yang Jiajun's head.
Han Qiuyun's forehead began to sweat.
This was the largest lethal acupoint on the human body.
If pierced, a living person would be killed.
"Pierce it if I tell you to pierce!" Su Chen said.
Han Qiuyun gritted her teeth and finally pierced it in.
After all, without piercing, Yang Jiajun was as good as dead anyway.
This time, the needle went in as deep as two inches.
"Alright, you can remove the silver needle now."
When the silver needle was pulled out, a fountain of blood spurted instantly from the top of Yang Jiajun's head.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Especially Han Qiuyun, who got sprayed with blood all over her face.
If it weren't for Han Qiuyun's exceptional composure,
she probably would have let out a scream on the spot.
Many people wore expressions of skepticism.
Was this really treatment, or was it murder?
The blood continued to spray for more than half a minute before it stopped.
About another half minute passed.
Yang Jiajun actually slowly opened his eyes.
"Look, the patient woke up, the patient really woke up!" Voices of astonishment rose from the crowd.
An Yu's face also revealed an expression of disbelief.
Theoretically, even if her teacher had performed such surgery, it wouldn't have been possible for the patient to wake up so quickly.
She immediately went over to Yang Jiajun to check on him.
She flipped his eyelids and asked Yang Jiajun to open his mouth.
After an inspection, she found that Yang Jiajun's cerebral hemorrhage had indeed been resolved.
Wasn't this too miraculous?
Not just her, but probably even her teacher would be shocked if he were there.
Without surgery, the cerebral hemorrhage was stopped, and moreover, the accumulated blood and fluid in the brain had been cleared.
In fact, the needle that Su Chen just had Han Qiuyun pierce into Yang Jiajun's forehead was to clear the accumulated fluid in his brain.
"Doctor, was it you who saved me?" Though Yang Jiajun had woken up, he was still somewhat weak.
An Yu sighed and shook her head, although she did not want to admit it, Su Chen indeed cured Yang Jiajun using traditional Huaxia medical methods.
She immediately pointed at Su Chen not far away and said, "He saved you."
Yang Jiajun's gaze fell on Su Chen, and after a few seconds, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and then, his head, which had stopped bleeding, once again erupted in a blood fountain.