Chapter 221 Actor Wen Meng

After a few injections of Ye Yu, the high-level paraplegic patient became conscious. This miraculous effect made all these doctors widen their eyes.

At this moment, Ye Yu has turned his attention to the next patient.

This is a young woman, looking a little haggard, but she can vaguely see her beautiful and charming demeanor before her health.

Tan Fenghua stood beside the patient and said to Ye Yu, "Her name is Wen Meng, she was originally an actress, she suffered severe depression a year ago, she didn't eat, drink, or speak, but now her condition is getting worse and we are helpless. !"

Ye Yu looked at this beautiful beauty who should have been charming. She could have stood on the stage and became the focus of everyone, but now she was lying on the hospital bed with a haggard face, relying only on infusions to maintain her life.

"Oh, poor!"

Ye Yu sighed, then took the acupuncture needle and pierced it into Wen Meng's body acupoint.

The surrounding doctors and experts all held their breaths and watched Wen Meng's performance attentively.

Wen Meng was lying on the hospital bed, although her eyes were wide open, but there was no trace of expression in those eyes, as if they were a realistic doll.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

In the conference room, the second hand of the clock on the wall was moving unswervingly. After the second hand made a circle, Wen Meng changed!

First, there were fluctuations in the dead and dead eyes, like a deep lake, with waves.

Blinking, Wen Meng's mouth, which he had not opened for a long time, actually opened slightly at this moment!

"I···"

Wen Meng made a weak voice, hoarse, like a piece of dry wood.

The doctors onlookers clenched their fists excitedly and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Speaking! She actually spoke!"

"This needle technique is amazing!"

"Our entire hospital is helpless. This young man puts a few silver needles down, and the patient speaks! What a genius doctor!"

Ye Yu stretched out his hand and twisted the silver needle, and asked Wen Meng, "What do you want to say?"

Wen Meng looked at Ye Yu deeply, her focused gaze seemed to engrave Ye Yu in her heart.

"I want to ask you, is life more important or dream more important."

Ye Yu blinked, but did not expect Wen Meng's first sentence to be this question.

"Well..." After pondering for a moment, Ye Yu said, "Life is like the sea, and dreams are like the shore."

Facing Wen Meng's focused gaze, Ye Yu said solemnly, "Without the support of the ocean, we cannot reach the other side, but when we experience strong winds and tsunamis, please don't forget the direction of the other side!"

After a long time, Wen Meng closed her eyes, a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of her eyes, her pale lips parted slightly, "I see, thank you! Also, I'm hungry."

The doctors were shocked to the point of numbness, and they all looked at Ye Yu with admiration.

Next, Ye Yu administered acupuncture to the vegetative patient and the Alzheimer's patient. After all the acupuncture, the patient improved greatly.

In the end, there was a heart failure patient, an elderly man in his 90s who could be critically ill at any time.

While Ye Yu was treating the patient, the doctor guarding the patient suddenly exclaimed, "No! This patient's heartbeat has stopped!"

"Quick rescue!"

"Inject a cardiotonic!"

The surrounding doctors treated the patient urgently out of professionalism, but unfortunately, the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the patient's heart still did not continue to beat.

Tan Fenghua raised his head dejectedly, and happened to see Ye Yu holding an acupuncture needle in his hand, standing outside the crowd with a helpless expression.

Tan Fenghua's eyes lit up and shouted excitedly, "There is a way! Let Ye Yu come!"

The surrounding crowd hurriedly dispersed, and said hopefully, "Yes, the little genius doctor Ye Yu must have a solution!"

"But the patient is dead!"

"Can the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate really bring the dead back to life?"

Some with hope, some with doubts, all focused their attention on Ye Yu.

Walking to the patient's side, Ye Yu first looked at it intently, then with a confident look in his eyes, he took the acupuncture needle and pierced the patient's body in the blink of an eye.

Clenching his fist into a hammer, Ye Yu tapped on the patient's chest and shouted, "One needle divides Yin and Yang, and the ghosts stand on both sides! Wake up!"