SRGA Chapter 63: Nine Revolutions of the Silver Needle, Bringing Back from the Brink of Death
Yang Zhiheng was extremely surprised.
A ninety-nine percent certainty, how was that any different from a hundred percent?
"Xiao Lin, I'm counting on you."
"You don't need to discuss with other doctors anymore. You can start treatment directly, as no other doctors have come up with a better treatment plan."
Yang Zhiheng took a deep breath and said.
Now, even if someone said there was only a ten percent chance, he would happily accept it, let alone Lin Tian claiming a ninety-nine percent certainty.
"Alright."
Lin Tian nodded slightly. He closed the door of the intensive care unit.
"You heard General Yang's words just now, prepare the silver needles."
Lin Tian instructed.
"Alright, Dr. Lin."
One of the nurses quickly took out a needle box. Inside were short silver needles about one or two inches long, and long silver needles over a foot long.
These long silver needles were generally not used by doctors. Silver needles were relatively soft, and it was not easy to control their direction over such a length.
"Sterilize."
Lin Tian ordered.
He approached Mr. Yang's bedside. "Mr. Yang, there might be a slight prick, can you bear it? Otherwise, I'll have to make you unconscious."
"But being conscious will yield better results."
Mr. Yang nodded slightly. "I can bear it."
For him, a little pain was nothing at all.
"Alright."
"You can rest assured, Mr. Yang, your condition is just a minor issue. If everything goes smoothly, it'll be resolved in three minutes, or at most five minutes."
Lin Tian smiled as he took the sterilized silver needle.
Quickly, Lin Tian inserted the silver needle into Mr. Yang's neck, and his inner energy entered the needle, guiding it to flexibly maneuver.
Controlling the needle to flex nine times, it was a skill possessed only by masters.
The bleeding point in Mr. Yang's brain needed the needle to bypass all blood vessels and nerves without causing any harm to the brain.
This wasn't something that could be achieved with just one or two flexes.
Lin Tian used his inner energy to guide the needle, which followed like a nimble serpent. In just half a minute, the needle completed its nine revolutions and reached the bleeding point in Mr. Yang's brain.
Lin Tian's inner energy attached to the bleeding point, which had a healing effect. As the bleeding was already minimal, it stopped in less than ten seconds.
The next step was to let the blood out.
Without inner energy, even if the needle reached the hematoma, it would be difficult to drain it out. But for Lin Tian, this was not a problem.
The needle had already created a pathway, and with a light flick of Lin Tian's finger, the needle vibrated continuously, creating space in the pathway it had pierced.
Lin Tian's inner energy attracted the hematoma, and it was quickly drawn out along the silver needle.
The outside of the needle soon turned dark red with the hematoma.
Two nurses beside him stared wide-eyed.
It was as if they were witnessing a miracle.
"Sterilized cotton balls."
Lin Tian instructed.
"Oh, okay."
One of the nurses quickly took out the sterilized cotton balls and carefully wiped away the hematoma guided out by the silver needle.
The amount of bleeding was not large, and soon all the hematoma was drained out.
"Done!"
Lin Tian swiftly withdrew the needle.
Altogether, it took less than three minutes.
"Mr. Yang, how do you feel now?"
Lin Tian smiled and asked.
Mr. Yang raised his hand and gave a thumbs up. "Dr. Lin, you're amazing. My head was hurting before, but now it doesn't hurt at all."
"Mr. Yang, please take care in the future."
Lin Tian quickly left the intensive care unit.
Luo Yongqian and Yang Zhiheng were outside, looking tense.
Lin Tian smiled. "General Yang, it's resolved. If you're not reassured, you can have Mr. Yang take another scan."
"Mr. Yang's old injuries can also be treated, but let him recover first."
Yang Zhiheng was extremely surprised.
"Xiao Lin, thank you so much!"
Yang Zhiheng shook Lin Tian's hand gratefully.
He didn't think Lin Tian was lying to him. There was no need to lie about something like this.
"General Yang, I don't have a medical license, so please don't introduce me to other patients. If something goes wrong, we'll all be in trouble."
Lin Tian smiled.
Yang Zhiheng was stunned. Lin Tian didn't even have a medical license?
"Yang Lao, Xiao Lin doesn't have a medical license, but his skills are impeccable. I can vouch for that with my life."
Luo Yongqian coughed lightly.
"Grandpa Luo, you brought Xiao Lin over here because of our relationship, so it's only natural. He cured Mr. Yang, and that's his ability."
"You owe him a favor, that's all. As for me, I'm halfway buried in the ground already. What do I need your favor for?"
Yang Zhiheng smiled. "Alright, I'll just owe Lin Tian a favor. He's your grandson-in-law, so I guess there's no escaping that."
Luo Yongqian shook his head. "It's not just about being a boyfriend. They're already married, but it hasn't been made public yet, so don't mention it."
"Why not?"
Yang Zhiheng asked in confusion.
Luo Yongqian chuckled. "Because I arranged the marriage for Bingning."
"He arranged a marriage for Bingning?"
Luo Yongqian laughed. "Isn't it good?"
Yang Zhiheng nodded slightly. "You got lucky. Xiao Lin is indeed outstanding, with such high medical skills at such a young age."
"He'll be remarkable in the future."