Listening to Her

Bo Yi turned to Fang Yuan. "What do you think?"

"Old Master is not that sick." Fang Yuan knew what signing the notice meant. She looked at the time. "Wait for me." She took off the backpack and passed it to Bo Yi, who accepted it naturally. Seeing the girl turning around and leaving, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Young Master, who is this girl?" Butler Wen was confused - how could he allow his Young Master to carry the bag?

"Isn't the operating room here? Why is Lady Fang Yuan there?" Mu Qing did not understand either.

"Mr. Bo, Old Master is in a very serious condition, please sign it as soon as possible!" The nurse was so anxious. She had no idea what the girl was up to. It was such a critical moment, and she could not afford to waste a second.

Fang Yuan went to Chen Yang's office to get a set of silver needles, and asked the nurse to lead the way to get herself changed into sterile clothes.

"Mr. Bo, what is going on?"

The nurse was totally dumbfounded. She turned to Bo Yi - was this girl crazy? She was going in to operate on the old master personally? Was she even an adult? She would cause trouble if she went in.

"Just do as she says." Bo Yi gave Fang Yuan the highest authority.

The nurse understood what was going on. She did not dare to ask anything more. She helped Fang Yuan to change into sterile clothes and went into the operating room.

"Master Bo, let's wait in the observation room. We can at least see where the surgery is going." Mu Qing said.

"Okay." Bo Yi carried Fang Yuan's bag to the observation room.

In the operating room, when Professor Wang saw that it was Fang Yuan who came in, he felt so relieved. He gave up the position of chief surgeon. He was still very impressed by Fang Yuan's medical skills.

The nurses were all shocked. Who was this girl? Why was she so famous? Was she the doctor who operated on Old Master Bo the day before? It would not be strange if she was the doctor. After all, even the famous Professor Wang was not as good as her.

When Fang Yuan was done with the rest of the surgery, Old Master Bo was still very weak. He was not in a good condition.

"Lady Fang Yuan, what should we do now?" The other doctors had no idea what to do. They had been doctors for so many years, and they had never felt so helpless.

"Wait." Fang Yuan said one word, but the other doctors panicked.

"Old Master's breathing is getting weaker and weaker. What are we waiting for?"

"It is the golden time and and every second is precious!"

Seeing Fang Yuan standing in front of the operating table without moving, the other doctors got anxious.

"If you can't do anything, don't force yourself. Let Professor Wang try again!"

"We are still young and we have never seen such a scene before. Professor Wang, please think of a way, we can't just wait here…"

"If that doesn't work…"

"Of course!" Fang Yuan looked up at the crowd, looking very confident.

Startled by the man's attitude, the old man said, "You can save him, can't you?" The old man was almost out of breath, and the ventilator kept beeping.

When Fang Yuan heard the sound, she opened the needle bag swiftly. Everyone was shocked. What was she doing? Acupuncturing in the operating room?

"This is the operating room, and you are doing acupuncture for the patient?"

"The patient is dying, and he can't stand your torture!"

"Get out of the way if you have no idea what to do. Don't waste our time here!"

Fang Yuan ignored them and stuck the needles into the old man's head, heart and arms.

The nurses were all frightened. This girl was so bold as to stab the elderly man like a sieve!

"Stop using your Chinese medical knowledge!" Finally, one doctor could not stand it any more. He reached out to stop her, but was stopped by Professor Wang. "Enough!"

The nurse added. "Mr. Bo said that we should do as she says."

With Bo Yi's words here, the others did not dare to say anything more. Only one bold one said, "Okay, just do it!"

The silver needles were inserted into the old man's acupoints, and after a while, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked, including Butler Wen in the observation room. "Master, is he okay? Why does he look worse?" Why was he vomiting blood?

But strangely, after vomiting the blood, Old Master Bo's condition gradually stabilized, and the ventilator stopped sounding the alarm. All the doctors were shocked and looked at Fang Yuan in disbelief.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fang Yuan pulled out the needles one by one and said, "Okay, time to send the patient back to the ward."

All the doctors were looking at her with a very complicated look.

Fang Yuan said calmly, "But for your surgery, these needles would have solved the problem sooner." Then she put away the needle bag and left.