After all those people left, Mo Lingxin looked at Lin Jixin: "Look?"

Lin Jixin walked to the bedside.

The haggard young man on the hospital bed had already fallen asleep, so he leaned closer to look at his broken arm, then turned his head to the nurse standing aside and said, "Help me take off the gauze."

**, who was not twenty, hesitated for a moment, but thought of Director Wang's careful instructions before, he still did as he said.

Under the gauze was a bloody wound, like a paste. It seemed that something was slowly squirming. A thick beef tendon rope was tightly tied half an inch above the section and embedded deeply into the skin. The melted tissue and blood melted together to form a dark red and viscous liquid, which constantly seeped out from the purple-black remaining arms at the section.

The wound was really terrifying, Huang Zhen yelled and covered her mouth.

Mo Lingxin looked at Lin Jixin and whispered: "He was just bitten by a wolf. Later, the wound was infected. He had undergone three surgeries in total, including the index finger, the palm, and the upper arm. But each time the wound was the same as before his eyes. It could not grow well, and no pathogenic intestinal in culture could be found."

Of course, no pathogenic intestine can be found in bacterial culture because there are no bacteria!

Lin Jixin knew very well that this was not an infection, but a spiritual power injury. Anyone or object with spiritual power could cause spiritual power injury. In addition to ordinary injuries, such wounds will also leave destructive spiritual power that cannot be seen by the naked eye on the wound. If the injured person's strength cannot drive away this spiritual power, it will continue to destroy the injured person's body until it is exhausted.

The length of this process is related to the strength of the imparter and the imparted person, and it is very common to take lives or be entangled for a lifetime.

The patient in front of me is just an ordinary person and has no resistance to spiritual power injuries. Using ordinary medical methods, let alone cutting off half of the arm, it is useless even if you cut off half of your body.

Of course, Mo Lingxin didn't know that Lin Jixin was confident. She looked at him with some concern and said, "How is it, are you sure you can cure it?"

Lin Jixin "frowned" and said, "Try it."

While saying that, he took out the silver needle he carried with him.

This is what I have agreed with Lu Xu long ago.

His new human identity should be kept as close as possible to a range that only a few people know. As for the treatment method, he would continue to use silver needles to bluff people.

When the first needle was pierced, an old doctor in his fifties and sixties suddenly passed by the door of the ward. Because the door of the ward was not closed, he saw the scene in the room at a glance and suddenly became angry: "What are you doing?"

** was startled and turned his head to see the old doctor. He quickly stood up with a respectful look on his face: "Director Jiang."

It turned out that Vice President Jiang, who appeared in the hospital, was the key considerations required by the military. The hospital made the request that the hospital leaders would inspect each class, and now it was his turn.

Vice President Jiang stared at Lin Jixin: "Who are you? Who allowed you to use needles indiscriminately? What are the things that are pierced! The meridian acupoints are not, and the technique is not right. Who gives you the gallbladder!?"

As a veteran vice president born in traditional Chinese medicine, he is a clear-cut person about acupuncture, and he saw through Lin Jixin’s so-called “acupuncture” at a glance.

Seeing Lin Jixin lowering his head without saying a word, Vice President Jiang fell on ** again: "Is this the doctor in your department?"

Seeing ** shook his head nervously, his eyebrows stood up: "Which department is that?"

"It's from outside." **'s voice was faintly unrecognizable.

"What?!"

**Hurriedly said: "It was Director Wang's order..."

Vice President Jiang was furious: "It's like talking nonsense! Ask Wang Changqing (the director just now) to come over!"

Mo Lingxin smiled and stepped forward: "Director Jiang."

Vice President Jiang frowned and looked at her: "Who are you?"

He looked at ** again: "I won't go yet!"

After the scared **, he quickly ran away, he turned his gaze to Mo Lingxin again.

Mo Lingxin said: "I am the person in charge of these wounded people."

She pointed to Lin Jixin: "This Mr. Lin is a distinguished guest I invited."

Vice President Jiang's eyebrows jumped and he almost slapped the table. He thought that these patients were not simple, and Mo Lingxin, as the person in charge, must be even more simple. He suppressed his temper and said angrily: "I can understand your mood, but our hospital has done its best and organized experts from the other hospital to conduct consultations. You need more patience."

He almost said not to make trouble.

At this time, Director Wang Changqing had already rushed over under the leadership of that person.

"Director Jiang." He called.

Vice President Jiang looked at him coldly: "I heard that you approved this young man to see a doctor?"

Wang Changqing looked at Lin Jixin who was still sitting next to the hospital bed, looked at Mo Lingxin again, and whispered: "Ms. Mo is one of the people she is in charge of this matter. I can't...

Mo Lingxin was unwilling to take the blame for her and said in a silence: "I did not do this well, but I repeatedly asked Director Wang."

Vice President Jiang sighed: "Ms. Mo, please respect your profession..."

"Is it considered respect for professionalism when watching the patient die?" Lin Jixin finally couldn't help but stand up.

Seeing that Mo Lingxin was being squeezed, he wanted to have an attack before, but considering that Mo Lingxin probably didn't like him like this, he held back. Unexpectedly, Vice President Jiang still had to complain, and he immediately started to attack: "I can't even diagnose any disease, and I dare to say it's professional. This is the first time I have seen such a shameless person."

"You..." Vice President Jiang was so angry that his face turned pale, pointing at him and couldn't speak.

"What, I have nothing to say? I dare to spit out all my mouth before I even figured out the matter. People like you dare to talk about respect, I'm sorry..."

But Mo Lingxin pulled her arm and said, "Say a few less words!"

Lin Jixin then stopped attacking hatefully: "Look at it with wide eyes, what is professionalism!"

He turned his head and sat down, and began to use needles near the wounded man's wound. As the silver needle entered his body, his spiritual power also took this opportunity to sneak into his arm.

With his current strength, this weak spiritual power is certainly not enough, so he can easily drive it away.

The only thing he had to pay attention to was to squeeze out some sweat on his forehead so that people would not see through his ease.

So under the gaze of the crowd, he had a lot of effort to pierce these needles, and even sweat came out, but the effect was extremely significant. The wound that had been slowly squirming before immediately calmed down. Even when he took off the beef tendon that was stuck on his arm, the blood mixture did not drip again, and it was completely healing the wound and stopping the bleeding.

"Okay." He let out a long sigh and took the silver needle back into the needle box.

Huang Zhen quickly stepped forward and wiped his sweat with a tissue.

Alongside, Vice President Jiang and Director Wang Changqing both looked shocked and said nothing.

In order to cure this patient, their hospital has tried all the methods they can use, but none of them worked. Unexpectedly, he actually used these silver needles and did what they had racked their brains in just a few minutes.

Mo Lingxin looked at him with amazement: "No wonder the teacher insisted on accepting you as a disciple. I am convinced this time."

He just smiled and didn't make it.

He knew Mo Lingxin's nature very well. He often hoped to divert his attention when he said this so that he would not embarrass Vice President Jiang again. After all, no matter how uncomfortable Vice President Jiang is, the starting point is better for the wounded.

But Mo Lingxin would never have imagined that for Lin Jixin, she was bullied but she was more unbearable than Lin Jixin herself bullied.

He stood up and looked at Vice President Jiang with a sneer: "Do you know what a real major is now? You have to respect your major!"
Chapter completed!