Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 1263 Success

Huo Yao took out the medicine from his pocket, poured out a pill, lightly crushed it into powder with his fingertips, and sprinkled it evenly on Huo Yulin's wound before speaking, "Just take the bullet, and I will take care of the rest."

Seeing her actions, the dean had doubts, but this was not the time to ask more questions, and nodded, "Okay."

When picking up the scalpel, the dean also looked at the weak vital data on the equipment and sighed in his heart.

This operation is really difficult.

It's not just him, in the eyes of all the expert doctors nearby, this kind of data with only one breath will definitely not pass a knife, and it is still the chest cavity and involves the heart.

Huo Yao didn't go to see the expert doctor present. He took off his coat, and then took out a few slightly longer silver needles. Together with the dean, he quickly and steadily stuck them on several other acupoints.

Only by allowing the pulse and qi to circulate in the heart and keep it alive can it survive this thoracic surgery.

After five full hours, the dean finally took out all the bullet fragments from Huo Yulin's chest, and the life data displayed on the equipment next to him hardly changed.

Although still weak, miraculously, there is no change.

The operation, which everyone present did not hope for, was a success.

After the dean finished the last stitch, he turned to look at the young girl beside him, saying in his heart that he was not shocked.

It was the first time that he saw a medical technique that could hang people's lives with just a few silver needles, which was far beyond his knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture.

Huo Yao put away the silver needle and waited for the nurse next to him to clean up Huo Yulin's sutured wound.

Seeing this, the dean thought that the little girl had also sprinkled medicinal powder before the operation, and there was little bleeding during the whole process, so he asked, "Does the medicine you apply have a hemostatic effect?"

Huo Yao's eyelashes drooped slightly, he responded lightly, and then he stretched out his hand to take a pulse. At this moment, his solemn expression finally eased slightly.

"Thank you for your hard work." Huo Yao nodded slightly to the dean and others, and soon she walked out of the emergency room with the needle box and coat.

Cheng Ming, who was waiting outside, saw Huo Yao coming out, and hurriedly walked over, "Miss, how is he, Young Master Lin?"

Huo Yao's steps were a little vain, his lips were pale, and he looked at Chengming, "It's alright."

When Cheng Ming heard the words, he was worried all night, and finally settled on the truth, "It's fine, it's fine..." At this time, he noticed that Huo Yao's face was as pale as paper, "Miss, you are fine. Are you all right?"

Huo Yao just spent too much energy and said, "I'm fine, I'll go back first, and I don't have to tell my brother what happened tonight."

Cheng Ming was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he explained a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, Young Master Lin won't let me speak."

Huo Yao raised his hand and waved, "I know, so you also think that I haven't been here tonight, and you don't know the whole process."

Cheng Ming opened his mouth and was about to say something. At this time, the nurse pushed the hospital bed out of the emergency room. When he saw this, he hurriedly followed.

Huo Yao walked out of the hospital. At five o'clock in the morning in the capital, the sky had not yet dawned, and the surroundings were silent.

With the cool breeze blowing, Huo Yao gathered up his jacket and looked at his car that had been posted and locked at the door. His head became more and more dizzy.

The security guard at the security booth didn't know where she went. She pressed her eyebrows, gave up driving home, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

(End of this chapter)