The situation here spread quickly. There were many patients with stroke sequelae in the hospital. Some families pushed their families over in wheelchairs, and they also wanted to see what the situation would be.

Ye Xiaofei did not care about those onlookers, but his interns became nervous.

"Can he do it?" He Lin asked in a low voice.

Although he had some confidence in Ye Xiaofei's medical skills, Ye Xiaoyi was still a little worried and whispered: "There are not many stroke sequelae that can be recovered, and many people are just like that. I don't know if he can do it."

Lu Zhigao shook his head and said, "I think he is doing this in public again, and he is a little arrogant."

Ye Xiaoyi glared at him, but for some reason, she became a little dissatisfied with someone saying bad things about Ye Xiaofei.

Jiang Yuwei boiled the medicine and handed it to Ye Xiaofei. Ye Xiaofei also carefully looked at it with his eyes for a while. This was a medicine with continuous strength. Whether it could be cured depends on this medicine.

"Drink this bowl of medicine." Ye Xiaofei first asked the old man to drink the medicine in the bowl.

When the old man lay on the bed, Ye Xiaofei had already stabbed the silver needle in his hand.

If someone else is treating this disease, there may be no way. Ye Xiaofei looked at the situation in the skull like lightning. At the same time, the internal energy also flowed along the silver needle.

With the help of internal energy, the old man's place where some dislocations were quickly connected after the operation.

As expected, this medicine is good!

After seeing that the medicine was helping the connection of that place, Ye Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time he used this medicine to reconnect the tissues in his brain. Now it seems that there is no problem.

Then, Ye Xiaofei stabbed the silver needle connected into it again.

A field was formed between these silver needles, and the medicinal power converged towards this field.

Others can't see it, but Ye Xiaofei can even see the most subtle parts, and those misaligned places are recovering.

The internal energy ran along the meridians for a while, and it was not until he felt that there was no problem that Ye Xiaofei began to pluck the silver needle. Each silver needle would bring out some blood, which was blood stasis.

"Uncle, how do you feel?" Ye Xiaofei asked with a smile.

Hearing him ask, some people who knew the situation smiled bitterly and shook their heads. The old man was stuttering after having a stroke, and probably couldn't say anything nice.

However, what they didn't expect was the old man replied, "I feel so comfortable." As he spoke, the old man stood up with force.

In addition to stuttering, this old man was also a little hemiplegic when walking, but he actually took a few steps and the hemiplegic situation disappeared.

"I...I...Okay?" The old man suddenly realized, looked at his standing on the ground, and then listened to his voice, and was stunned.

"Old man, you're okay, you're okay!" The old lady was also not calm. Since her husband suffered a stroke, she has suffered too much, and the grievance in her heart is really unspeakable.

Some people who know them can feel their emotions and their throats are a little dry.

"Is it fake?" someone said in surprise.

"This is too fake!" another young man said.

Many people heard the voices of the two. What they didn't expect was that some patients cursed directly: "What do you know? Lao Zhang, I know that in a unit, he has really suffered from stroke, and it's very serious!"

"Yes, yes, we've lived in the same ward."

The young men immediately stopped talking, and then their eyes changed when they looked at Ye Xiaofei.

"Doctor Ye, help me treat it." An old man quickly pushed the wheelchair and rushed over.

"And my old man."

"Help...help...I'll treat..."

"Is there any medicine?" Ye Xiaofei looked at Jiang Yuwei.

"I've been able to endure a lot."

"Then pour another bowl."

This time, we didn’t wait long before another old lady lifted her hemiplegia.

Seeing that there were several more queues, Jiang Yuwei said: "Doctor Ye, do you still cook some according to this recipe?"

Ye Xiaofei didn't expect that today he would treat the sequelae of stroke, so he had to say, "Okay, let's have some more."

Since the patient arrived, Ye Xiaofei naturally started to treat the treatment with all his might. Several interns were also busy at this time, and they were doing things like paying money, writing medical records, boiling medicine, and handing things.

I don’t know who spread the news. A stroke family member who was about to go to the operating table sent the patient directly to Ye Xiaofei. Similarly, after taking some medicine, the patient who had the stroke was cured.

The surgeon who had chased him here was confused when he saw this.

More and more people watched, and everyone was excited, as if something amazing happened, quickly spreading the matter.

Some people who know that their relatives and friends have problems with this aspect call out the first time.

Zhang Qiumin was a little confused at this time. He originally wanted to promote the fact that Ye Xiaofei could cure coronary heart disease, but now he found that the stroke can be solved. Seeing more and more people coming, Zhang Qiumin's mood became more complicated.

However, Zhang Qiumin was also a smart person. He immediately let the people in the office take action and hung a big slogan in front of the hospital door as quickly as possible: Our hospital's traditional Chinese medicine experts treated coronary heart disease and stroke on the spot, and he could be cured within one hour.

Seeing the content of this slogan, more and more people were shocked. The four words "Please guarantee recovery" shocked everyone. You should know that these two diseases are high in the elderly. If many people get this disease, it means that there is a problem in the family and more patients are tortured. Now people from the Second Hospital dare to say such big words, and they are not afraid of the wind blowing their tongues.

However, more and more people are showing up, and among them, the cured people are seen by everyone. The news comes out, and more people are heading towards the Second Hospital.

Zhang Qiumin even received calls from several leaders, and the elderly in their family had problems in this regard. Even if they did not have this disease, they would like to know about it after hearing that there was a miracle doctor. In a moment, Zhang Qiumin's mobile phone was about to be blown up.

Ye Xiaofei didn't know the situation outside. He was just treating a person, but more and more people came. It was because he reached the Mingjin level and had internal energy in his body that seemed very energetic. If he could not withstand such an intensity of treatment process.

Although the interns could see clearly and saw that Ye Xiaofei's technique was simple, they could not understand how Ye Xiaofei treated him no matter what.

"Brother Lu, why can't I understand?" Zhang Shicheng asked Lu Zhigao in a low voice.

With a wry smile, Lu Zhigao said, "I can't understand either. But I observed it. When he was pricking the needle, his fingers were twisting, and the patient's skin was trembling. This should be the reason why he mentioned Qigong. He practiced Qigong."

"But, how did the silver needle be used in the patient's skull?"
Chapter completed!