A mafia boss …
Chen Nan could only smile bitterly at this identity. He picked up the scalpel and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Close your eyes. It'll be done soon."
"Why do I have to close my eyes?" Han Yuting pouted. "I've been anesthetized anyway. I don't feel pain. Besides, I'm lying here. I can't see my legs even if I open my eyes. "
"Do whatever you want. As long as you're not afraid."
Chen Nan smiled. He held the scalpel in one hand and a pair of tweezers in the other. He bent down to clean up the broken bones in her wound.
At this moment, a large group of people had gathered in the corridor outside the operating room.
"Director Zhang, what happened to you?"
An elderly doctor walked over and saw the middle-aged doctor, Director Zhang, who had been hit by Chen Nan's pressure points. He was in a pose and did not move at all. It was as if he had been immobilized.
Director Zhang used all his strength, but he could not move his body at all.
"Director Zhao, I don't know either. I was hit on the chest by that young man, and then I couldn't move," Director Zhang said in confusion.
The only parts of his body that could move were his mouth and eyes.
Director Zhao walked over and pinched his wrist to check his pulse. Then, he opened his eyes to take a look. He was puzzled. Everything was normal! Why couldn't he move?
After pondering for a while, Director Zhao's face was filled with surprise.
"Could it be … the legendary pressure point technique?" He muttered to himself in surprise and disbelief.
Hearing Director Zhao's words, Director Zhang's face was also filled with shock. "Doesn't pressure point technique only exist in TV shows and movies? Could it be that it exists in real life? "
Director Zhao nodded and said, "Some old Chinese doctors with profound medical skills and some people who practice internal martial arts basically know how to pressure point technique. It seems that the young man just now is most likely a Chinese doctor with profound medical skills. "
"But he … he's so young. How is that possible!" Director Zhang said in disbelief. "Besides, even if he's a Chinese doctor, how can a Chinese doctor perform surgery?"
"Chinese medicine has its own methods." Director Zhao sighed. "Even you only have a 20% chance of success. Even if I were to perform the operation myself, I would only have a 30% chance at most. This young man might really be extraordinary. Let's not disturb him for now. Maybe a miracle will happen."
"But …"
"No buts." Director Zhao shook his head with a smile. "A person who can use the acupoint technique is definitely not an ordinary person."
At this moment, Elder Wang seemed to have thought of something and said, "I was also knocked out by those hooligans before. It was Little Chen who saved me. At that time, he tapped on my body a few times and then pressed his hand against my back. A wave of heat entered my body. I still feel comfortable all over now!"
Hearing Old Man Wang's words, Director Zhao was even more certain of his guess. "This hot Qi is internal energy. Usually, a skilled Chinese doctor would know some internal energy."
"I hope he didn't do it on impulse," Director Zhang said.
"It shouldn't be. Let's wait and see!" Director Zhao smiled and waved at the security guards. "Don't pry open the door. Disperse."
…
In the operating room.
At this moment, Chen Nan had already cut open Han Yuting's wound and gently picked up the broken bones with forceps.
"This anesthetic won't suddenly lose its effect, right?"
Han Yuting asked worriedly. She was really afraid that the anesthetic would suddenly lose its effect. It would be so painful that she would die!
"Don't worry. It won't lose its effect so quickly." Chen Nan put down the scalpel and took out a porcelain bottle from his body. He said, "Even if it loses its effect, it will dissipate slowly. You can rest assured."
Han Yuting nodded. She gently bit her lip and asked, "Will my leg be disabled in the future?"
"It won't!"
Chen Nan said with a determined face. "I will definitely make you recover to your original state. There won't be any lingering effects."
"Really?" Han Yuting looked at him eagerly. "You're not comforting me, are you?"
"Have I ever lied to you?"
Han Yuting shook her head. "No."
"Then I definitely won't lie to you this time. Just lie down peacefully. When you get up, your leg will be as good as before."
"Well, I'll listen to you."
Han Yuting nodded gently, but in her heart, she felt that Chen Nan was comforting her.
After all, what Chen Nan said just now was too shocking. He said that when she got up, her leg would be as good as before. How could it recover so quickly?
As the saying went, it would take a hundred days for bones and tendons to recover!
According to Han Yuting's knowledge, it would take at least two or three months for her leg to recover.
After Chen Nan put down the scalpel, he held the forceps in his right hand and the small porcelain bottle with the medicine in his left hand. He picked up a piece of broken bone and put it on the leg bone. Then he dripped a small drop of the medicine from the porcelain bottle.
As soon as the medicine dripped down, it was like glue. The broken bones were joined together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Because the leg bone was broken by an iron rod, there were many small pieces of broken bone. After every piece was pieced together, Chen Nan dripped a small drop of the medicine and kept repeating this action.
After half an hour, Chen Nan finished piecing all the broken bones together.
At this moment, the broken bones on Han Yuting's leg were completely joined. Chen Nan let out a long breath and said with a smile, "The mission is 80% completed. Your leg is saved."
"Really?"
Han Yuting was a little moved. She wanted to sit up, but Chen Nan stopped her. "Don't move. You'd better not look. Now it's a bloody mess. Don't scare you."
"How long will it take?"
"About ten minutes."
As Chen Nan spoke, he used the forceps to join some small tendons and veins. Then he dripped the medicine to heal them.
Because there were many tendons and veins in the wound, even though Chen Nan's movements were nimble, it still took him a few minutes to connect the more important ones.
Eight minutes later, Chen Nan put down the forceps in his hand and dripped more than ten drops of medicine on her wound. Then he put down the medicine bottle. The flesh on Han Yuting's wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just two minutes, the wound began to scab.
Chen Nan picked up the disinfectant towel next to him and wiped the blood around the wound little by little. The perfect curve on her slender, snow-white calf had been restored. Except for a scab around the wound, everything else looked exactly the same as before.
"Okay, you can get up and have a look," Chen Nan said.
Han Yuting propped her elbows on the operating table and couldn't wait to sit up. When she saw her wound, she suddenly opened her mouth in surprise. "This, it's really … really healed!"
Chen Nan nodded and smiled. "How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?"
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