Super System Plundering the Heaven

Boom!

Huh!

Huh!

In the eager eyes of everyone, the patient's heart finally beat again!

"Woo, live! He's alive again!" A doctor looked at the patient who was alive again, crying with excitement!

"It's amazing! Is this the thirteen stitches of Ghost Gate!"

"Resurrection, this is resurrection!"

"There really is such a **** in this world, the ancients would never bully me!"

More people are looking at Ye Yu fiercely, and that look is like looking at a living god!

Ye Yu put away the acupuncture needle that was stuck on the patient, walked slowly to the podium again, and looked around at the hundreds of doctors in the conference room.

At this moment, these doctors with senior titles, who have practiced medicine for decades, dare not question Ye Yu anymore.

They all stared at Ye Yu in adoration, waiting quietly for Ye Yu to speak. The dignified expression was even more obedient than the primary school students who just entered school.

Looking at these serious doctors, Ye Yu laughed lightly. "You don't have to be so serious, just relax."

Instead of relaxing, the doctors sat more straight.

Ye Yu shook his head helplessly and had to follow them.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is magical, but it still has its limitations. This kind of acupuncture can only save people who have just died. There is still no way for people who have died for a long time."

Although the doctors respect Ye Yu, but they can't help secretly voicing the news, can they only rescue the newly dead? Is this an 18th magnitude earthquake in the medical world? Subverts everyone's world view!

"Next, I will explain to you the basic usage of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate."

Hundreds of doctors under the stage all took out small books and recorded them one by one.

The time passed unknowingly. In the conference hall of the First Central Hospital of Mingzhou, hundreds of seats were filled, but it was extremely quiet.

Huh!

All that can be heard is the sounds of these doctors when they are struggling.

Ye Yu drank tea and moisturized his throat. He said to the doctors who are still tireless in the audience, "Well, I will stop here, and then I will write down the secret recipe of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate. Give it to Dean Tan Fenghua and let him guide everyone to learn. "

When everyone heard it, they all mourned and said, "Don't! I haven't heard enough!"

"Just, little magician, tell us more!"

Dean Tan Fenghua suddenly got up and begged Ye Yu, "Ye Yu, just talk for a while!"

Seeing that Ye Yu was unmoved, Tan Fenghua went on to say, "Otherwise, I'm the master, the little nurse in the hospital, who do you like to tell! The old man matched her with you!"

Ye Yu looked at this old, unreliable old man, a bit helpless, if not for his firm mind, he would have promised him.

Ye Yu sighed, rubbed her belly, and said with a smile, "I'm hungry too!"

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for promoting the Ghost Gate's thirteen stitches, and a prize draw!"

The system's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Yu's mind.

Ye Yu's mouth angled up, her heart was excited, and she got another draw!

Outside the gate of Mingzhou First Central Hospital, a magical scene appeared in the eyes of passersby.

Hundreds of doctors in white coats divided into two rows and stood neatly in front of the hospital.

These doctors who were supposed to be busy in the consultation room all looked at the people coming out of the hospital with reverent eyes.

Passers-by around him stopped and looked around curiously, wanting to know who could let these doctors stand in front of the door and give them away.

To everyone's surprise, from the hospital, a handsome boy slowly walked out.

"Well? Are these doctors waiting for this young man?"

"No! What's his identity, even let these doctors come out to submit?"

"His! You see, the director of the hospital actually sent him in person!"

"I'm going! These doctors are really congratulating this young man!"