Wang Jian was punched by Ouyang Zhiyuan and took a few steps back, half of his body was numb, as if he was imprisoned, and he couldn't move.

Oh my God, Ouyang Zhiyuan actually dared to hit someone! It was the attending physician and deputy director of the Department of Surgery who was beaten.

This kid is crazy, at this time, what kind of bullshit silver needle is used, who is Wang Jian? He is the deputy director of our cardiothoracic department.

At this time, all the nurses and doctors looked at the dean, Zhao Beifei and Xiao Mei.

Zhao Beifei's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly, staring at Ouyang Zhiyuan with his eyes and said: "There is a video of the rescue process, if the time to rescue the patient is delayed, Ouyang Zhiyuan, you will take full responsibility, I am afraid that Director Zhao will also be implicated." ”

Although Ouyang Zhiyuan was introduced by Zhao Kun, director of the Office of the Health Bureau, it is now a matter of human life, and Zhao Beifei has to remind Ouyang Zhiyuan.

"If the rescue is delayed, I will be responsible!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan felt the strong pressure and distrustful gaze of Dean Zhao Beifei, but the child's life is the most important, it is a fresh life, and it is important to save people first.

As Ouyang's last injection entered the center of the girl's eyebrows, the girl's breathing was no longer rapid, and gradually became stable, her lips were a little red, her face was no longer gray, and she regained a little blood.

Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that his acupuncture had played a role, and this girl came back to life.

In an instant, Ouyang Zhiyuan's fingers were like playing a piano, and more than a dozen silver needles flew back into his hands.

When Xiao Mei and the nurses saw that the girl's injury was controlled by Ouyang Zhiyuan's magical silver needle, everyone's face showed a look of surprise and incredulity.

Xiao Mei's face added a touch of surprise.

Dean Zhao Beifei looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan's flowing acupuncture and the girl's bloody cheeks, his eyes showed an extremely shocked expression, he knew that this girl was saved.

Zhao Beifei, who was extremely sensitive to all kinds of things, immediately knew that he had obtained a peerless genius. Although Zhao Beifei studied Western medicine, he also studied Chinese medicine very much in private, Ouyang Zhiyuan's acupuncture method is definitely an extremely magical acupuncture method, and it is unbelievable that he can save a child who has been sentenced to death.

I must support this young man well and let him use it for himself.

At this time, Wang Jian's figure slowly regained his freedom, and he stared at Ouyang Zhiyuan fiercely.

"Immediate surgery!"

Xiao Mei said in a low voice.

The girl was wheeled into the operating room. Xiao Mei and Wang Jian quickly entered the operating room.

Ouyang Zhiyuan just wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Zhao Beifei.

Zhao Beifei didn't believe in Ouyang Zhiyuan's acupuncture skills at first, but when he saw the extremely serious injury of the little girl, under the control of Ouyang Zhiyuan's silver needle, her life characteristics stabilized, which made Zhao Beifei feel extremely surprised. As the president of Fushan Hospital, Zhao Beifei knew that it was Ouyang Zhiyuan's acupuncture that saved the little girl's life.

If I hadn't seen this little girl's life in danger, I wouldn't have followed her, even if I had surgery, this girl might not be able to be saved.

How could Ouyang Zhiyuan, who studied chest medicine, be proficient in acupuncture of traditional Chinese medicine? And the acupuncture method is so magical and exquisite?

Zhao Beifei knows that there will definitely be children outside who are dying, and if they can extend the time for a few more minutes, it will bring hope to the children.

"Zhiyuan, there are still many dying children outside, go and save them!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan originally planned to enter the operating room to learn Xiao Mei's thoracotomy surgery, but when he heard the reminder of Dean Zhao Beifei, he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan quickly came to the outside of the emergency department, and the whole scene was full of crying, and many parents and media reporters rushed over.

Parents were crying and shouting, and reporters were busy taking pictures and interviews.

After all, this is a regular district hospital, and all the doctors and nurses have received one child after another in an orderly manner without a trace of panic.

"Xie Shiran, I want alcohol disinfection!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan shouted to a beautiful little nurse after giving acupuncture to his two children.

"Here it is, Doctor Ouyang. ”

A beautiful young female nurse hurriedly brought a box of alcohol cotton.

Ouyang Zhiyuan quickly sterilized the silver needle.

At this time, several nurses quickly pushed over a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with blood stains. The young man on the stretcher had a violent rise and fall in his chest, as if he had asthma, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide, and he was breathing desperately, but his face was purple and black, and he was about to suffocate to death.

This is an extremely dangerous teenager.

"Come Doctor! Come Doctor!"

The two nurses quickly cleaned the boy's upper airway and shouted for help.

The nurse's diagnosis of the child was a traumatic airway blockage.

At this time, many doctors were already in the emergency room and operating room, and there was no doctor on the scene.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was rescuing a boy.