Urban Super Medical Saint

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The stimulation of acupuncture, coupled with the life-sustaining aura of ginseng.

In an instant, the three victims in crisis regained comparatively strong signs of life.

Ge Dongxu also let out a sigh of relief in secret, even though he had seemed carefree and effortless in his actions, as if moving a cloud or flowing water, in reality, he had been extremely nervous.

After all, these were not minor illnesses, but injuries where lives were hanging by a thread.

The doctors in the emergency room and those from the department of internal medicine had already been completely amazed by Ge Dongxu's miraculous medical skills, and the looks they gave him were filled with irrepressible reverence and awe.

After stabilizing the victims' conditions, Ge Dongxu began to rapidly administer treatment just as he had done before.

Setting bones, drawing "lines" to suture wounds—these were relatively simple for these victims. What was truly challenging were the severe internal injuries and bleeding, with one of the victims even having suffered a brain injury with bleeding.

Despite having witnessed Ge Dongxu's miraculous methods, doctors like He Yuxuan couldn't help but gasp and break out in cold sweats upon seeing the victims' injuries.

Such injuries, especially a brain injury with bleeding, would take at least three or four hours for even the most outstanding neurosurgeon to operate on, and with an extremely high level of risk involved.

Moreover, the victim with the head injury was not only suffering from cranial damage but also injuries to the limbs and chest.

Under such circumstances, other than being brought to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, even if they were sent to the best hospital affiliated with Jiangnan University, doctors would probably have outright declared the victim's case hopeless. If they attempted a rescue, it would have been nothing more than going through the motions.

Yet, such a victim, who had already been written off as a lost cause by the doctors, was brought back from the brink by Ge Dongxu in less than ten minutes.

Not only that, but as Ge Dongxu was providing treatment, more and more victims were brought in, with some in critical condition. He had to instantly divide his attention and temporarily sustain their lives with the Silver Needle and the aura of ginseng.

In the blink of an eye, Ge Dongxu had already treated seven victims with severe injuries and two with lighter ones. Even though Ge Dongxu's medical skills were extraordinary and his Mana profound, and his spiritual power comparable to warriors of the Dragon Tiger Realm, he was showing signs of paleness after just about twenty minutes, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

At that point, all the doctors in the emergency room had come to view Ge Dongxu as an Immortal, looking at him with awe that touched the depths of their souls.

A pretty nurse, following He Yuxuan's directions, stayed close to Ge Dongxu's side, with a heart filled with a pilgrim's devotion, and occasionally used a towel to wipe the sweat from Ge Dongxu's brow.

Outside the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, ambulance after ambulance continued to arrive with their sirens wailing.

As soon as each ambulance stopped, medical staff swiftly carried the patients out and sent them to the emergency room, making the atmosphere in the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital extremely tense.

Soon, vehicles from the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government also drove into the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

One by one, powerful figures whose mere foot-stamping could cause tremors in the political scene of Jiangnan Province got out of the cars.

President Feng had already received notification and was waiting at the entrance of the building.

Seeing Secretary Chen and others approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"What's the situation now?" Secretary Chen and others did not bother with polite greetings with President Feng, but walked inside while asking gravely.

"So far, fifteen victims have been admitted, nine have completely escaped life-threatening danger and have been sent to the intensive care unit, and six are currently being treated in the emergency room," President Feng replied. As he spoke, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.

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In a short period of time, one after another, bloodied patients were rushed into the emergency room. To be honest, at the beginning, President Feng was so nervous that her palms were sweating and her heart was pounding.

Even though she had witnessed Ge Dongxu's medical skills before, she still couldn't imagine how this young man could handle one casualty after another all by himself.

But what was the result? Casualties, unconscious and bloody, were wheeled in, and within minutes, they were wheeled out with stable breathing, their vital signs stable, having passed the critical phase.

What kind of medical skill was this? President Feng simply couldn't imagine; if she hadn't had contact with Ge Dongxu, knowing he was a young man with a simple smile, no different from ordinary young people, flesh and blood, she would really have suspected that the person rescuing patients inside was an all-powerful immortal.

"What?" Secretary Chen and the others gasped in shock upon hearing this, their faces showing a look of immense astonishment.

As they walked with President Feng toward the emergency room, medical staff hurried past them, pushing the wounded who were covered in blood. Even though Secretary Chen and the others had seen many big storms, they were shocked at the sight, believing that it would be a miracle if these people could be saved; in their minds, they were already thinking that if the injuries were so severe, the number of deaths was bound to skyrocket soon.

In such a scenario, President Feng mentioned that there had already been three or four deaths, which wouldn't have surprised Secretary Chen and the others in the least.

But what was the outcome? President Feng said that out of the fifteen people brought in, nine had already completely escaped the threat of death.

Secretary Chen and the others naturally understood what it meant to completely escape from mortal danger!

"All, all of them were saved by Director Ge?" It took a while for even someone as important as Secretary Chen to speak without his voice trembling.

"Yes, the others were just assisting with auxiliary work on the side," President Feng nodded and said.

Upon hearing this, Secretary Chen and the others couldn't help but take a sharp breath once more. They couldn't imagine—it had only been a few minutes since the car accident, and in that time, Ge Dongxu had saved so many people all by himself.

All of these were critically injured, hanging by a thread. Even the First Hospital affiliated with Jiangnan University would be overwhelmed by such a sudden influx, unable to provide enough hands or operating tables for resuscitation. That's why Secretary Chen had also expressly mentioned the Provincial People's Hospital earlier, suggesting that this hospital should share the burden of this emergency rescue task.

But now, in just twenty or thirty minutes, the young Director Ge had rescued nine casualties. Who would believe this if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

"President Feng, my dad? Has my dad been brought in yet?" As Secretary Chen and the others took another sharp breath, Zheng Zijie asked anxiously.

"Not yet," President Feng replied.

No sooner had the words left President Feng's mouth than a medical staff member rushed over with a stretcher, saying, "Hurry, this patient is in critical condition!"

"Dad!" Zheng Zijie turned his head and saw that it was indeed his father on the stretcher.

At this moment, his father was completely unconscious, and not only that, he was vomiting filth from his mouth, with a swelling on his head that was growing bigger and bigger.

"Make way, make way!" Seeing his father in such a state, Zheng Zijie's eyes reddened, and he rushed to push the stretcher toward the emergency room, shouting, "Dad, you have to hang on, Director Ge will definitely save you."

Secretary Chen and the others, witnessing this scene, expressed a hint of pity and sorrow in their eyes.

In their view, with Zheng's condition that way, it no longer seemed possible to rescue him.

It was no wonder Secretary Chen and the others thought so; a man over seventy years old with obviously severe cranial trauma plus, they had learned on the way to the hospital that the old man had also suffered serious spinal damage, and his lower body was already numb.

In such a case, not even Hua Tuo himself could be of help if he were still alive.