"Young man, don't speak carelessly. If you can really suppress Lao Yun's illness, then give us a reason to believe you. If you can't, then leave quickly and don't disturb us while we treat the patient."
Zeng Yan Ting's eyes flashed with annoyance. Pretending to know and exaggerating when one didn't know was a problem with one's character. As for Mo Wen, in his eyes, he was just an arrogant person who didn't care about reality.
Mo Wen pursed his lips and didn't explain. He pulled Shen Jing and prepared to leave. Since people never believed in him, then why should he waste his energy and effort? Explain? How could he explain something that was from two different worlds?
Be it in his previous life or now, Mo Wen was a person who liked to do whatever he wanted. He only did what he liked and had a clear conscience. He didn't care what others thought of him.
"Wait."
Old man Han blocked in front of Mo Wen again. "Since you can suppress the patient's illness, could you please help to suppress the poison in the patient's body?"
He didn't think like the others. After all, Mo Wen was the only person other than him who could identify the cause of Lao Yun's illness. With such ability, it was obviously impossible to say that it was a fluke. He wasn't one of those pedantic old men. He knew that Hua Xia was a big place with all kinds of experts.
"Old man Han, what's wrong with you? You are a famous master in the medical field. Why do you believe in a kid? "
Zeng Yan Ting frowned. Old man Han's behavior was too strange. He was usually more serious than them. What was wrong with him today? He was so out of tune.
"Old man Zeng, don't say anymore. I believe in him. How about letting him try?"
The old man surnamed Han looked at the others with a serious expression. No one would think that he was joking with such an expression.
"I believe in him too. Let Mo Wen try. Moreover, we don't have any confidence in the idea we came up with. If Mo Wen can't do it, what better idea can we come up with? "
At this moment, Old man Pan also spoke and agreed with Old man Han. He had interacted with Mo Wen before. His instincts told him that Mo Wen was not an arrogant person. Moreover, Mo Wen had some medical knowledge. Perhaps he really knew something that they didn't.
Zeng Yan Ting opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He didn't expect Professor Pan to agree as well. Now that there were two people who approved of Mo Wen, anything he said would be too mean.
It wasn't that he was taking advantage of his seniority to look down on the younger generation, but Elder Yun's identity was truly extraordinary. He couldn't afford any mishaps. As the attending doctor, he had a huge responsibility on his head. Naturally, he did not dare to take such a risk to let a young man treat him.
However, now that Elder Han and Elder Pan had said so, it was equivalent to them taking the responsibility. He couldn't say anything more.
"Alright, I'll let you try." Ceng Yan Ting sighed.
Mo Wen furrowed his brows and looked at the others strangely. Could it be that just because they had agreed, he had to treat the patient? Moreover, looking at the situation, it was free of charge. There was not even a consultation fee. He was not a goody two shoes.
Moreover, he had no interest in proving anything in front of them. In that life, no matter when, people were always begging him to treat them. He, Miracle Doctor Mo, was the biggest gold-lettered signboard. When did he need to prove anything?
"Little friend Mo, this old man owes you a favour. I hope that you can treat him."
Old Man Han was old and experienced. He could tell what Mo Wen was thinking at a glance. Not only was he not angry, but he was also secretly happy. Only a person with true ability could have such a mentality. As an old man who had lived for so long, he could naturally see through it. After all, the people in the room were all influential figures in the medical field. If it was an ordinary person, they would probably be eager to show off in front of them.
"Brother Mo, please save my grandfather. I believe you too."
Yun Xiaoman looked at Mo Wen with tears in her eyes. Her thoughts were very simple. Mo Wen, a person who had no relatives or friends, stood up to treat her grandfather. Moreover, he even stood in front of the nurse. It seemed like he was being unreasonable, but in actual fact, his intention was for her grandfather's good. Although she was young, she could distinguish between good and evil.
"Do you have any golden needles?" Mo Wen looked at Elder Han helplessly.
Since he could say it, he could naturally do it. Although he did not have the ability to completely cure Elder Yun's illness, it was not difficult to suppress the Purplish Blue and White Flower Poison in his body.
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Elder Han immediately took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his white robe. After opening it, there were rows of golden needles that were two inches long arranged neatly. He was different from the others. Compared to the others, he was a typical old Chinese medicine practitioner. His ancestors came from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, so he knew the art of acupuncture and had golden needles on him at all times.
"Forty-nine golden needles, is it enough?" Elder Han looked at Mo Wen and asked casually. Although he knew that forty-nine golden needles were definitely enough, he still asked casually. The golden needles in his hands were made of pure gold. Making a set of golden needles was very expensive.
"Not enough, it must be eighty-one." Mo Wen shook his head.
"Eighty-one!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Han was shocked. He knew that the more needles the orthodox golden needle technique, the more difficult it was. After all, the art of acupuncture was not simple. It was related to the meridians and acupoints of the human body. With every additional needle, the effect would be completely different. At the same time, it was harder to control. If there was a slight accident, it could directly cost the patient's life.
He had only made forty-nine golden needles. Moreover, he had never used all of them at once. Usually, twenty needles were enough. It was rare to see thirty needles.
Eighty-one golden needles! Could Mo Wen really control so many golden needles?
It was simply shocking. At least, he had never heard of anyone who could use so many golden needles to treat a patient. Suddenly, he was a little hesitant. If Mo Wen did not have the ability to use eighty-one golden needles, it would not be treating but killing!
"That's right, eighty-one."
Mo Wen nodded his head. At the same time, he waved his hand. A golden light flashed in front of his eyes. More than ten golden needles appeared in Mo Wen's hands. They were arranged neatly and clearly. Under the refraction of the light, they emitted a faint golden glow.
Elder Han's pupils shrank. He stared straight at Mo Wen's hands. Laymen might not be able to see anything, but how could he not know that to be able to retrieve the needles in such a way, Mo Wen's control of the golden needles could be said to be at the acme of perfection. He did not know how many times he had practiced to be able to do it.
"There is another set in the office. I will get it for you."
Elder Han did not hesitate anymore. He turned around and walked out of the ward to retrieve the needles. At this moment, he was really curious. How many surprises could this youngster bring him? Could it be that he could really use eighty-one golden needles to treat a patient?
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