Chapter 523: [523] The hand of the dead moved_1
Tang Feng first employed his Physiognomy Skill to assess the situation and found that Zhao Tianshui’s condition was extrely serious. The illness at the back of his head was so severe that it had almost reached a life-threatening stage.
In a panic, he rushed forward, blocking the path of several dical staff mbers, “Quickly put him down.”
One of the older male doctors imdiately grew angry, “What are you doing? The patient is in a critical condition, move out of the way at once.”
But Tang Feng was unfazed and instead stepped forward, pushing the male doctor away.
While examining Zhao Tianshui’s condition, he explained, “It’s too late. Given the patient’s current state, I’m afraid he won’t make it to the hospital.”
“Are you a doctor?”
At this mont, a woman asked.
The woman, probably in her forties, appeared to be Zhao Tianshui’s wife, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.
At this question, Tang Feng couldn’t give a straightforward answer and could only vaguely say, “I know so dical Skill.”
“This is absurd. This is a matter of life and death. If you ddle around, can you take the responsibility if an accident occurs to the patient?”
The male doctor ca over again, sternly scolding.
Tang Feng cast him a cold glance, “You should be able to see his condition. Do you think he can last until the hospital?”
“This…”
The male doctor’s montum suddenly faltered, and he couldn’t speak another word.
Seeing the doctor’s facial expression, Zhao Tianshui’s wife instantly turned pale with fear, “Doctor, is my husband beyond help?”
The male doctor sighed helplessly, “It was discovered too late. Your husband had a sudden cerebral thrombosis and wasn’t found until over twenty minutes later. By the ti we arrived, his condition was already very worrying…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Tianshui’s wife had already collapsed to the ground, muttering, “Tianshui, Tianshui, don’t scare …”
“Madam, although the hope is very slim, we will do our best, and now we must take your husband to the hospital.”
The male doctor said, looking at Tang Feng again, “Please stop causing trouble. We must get this gentleman to the hospital as quickly as possible. Every second we delay is very detrintal to the patient.”
“His heart has stopped. Can there be anything worse than this?” Tang Feng pointed to Zhao Tianshui’s body, delivering even more despairing news.
The male doctor’s face changed, and he hurriedly picked up his stethoscope to listen to Zhao Tianshui’s heart.
Indeed, as Tang Feng had said, the heart had already stopped beating.
“Madam, please restrain your grief and accept fate.” The male doctor let out a long sigh, in effect declaring Zhao Tianshui’s death.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianshui’s wife couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into loud sobs, “Tianshui, how could you leave alone and go away? You heartless man, I hate you…”
Tang Feng shook his head and ignored the two of them.
He first took out a silver needle from his pocket, then began to unbutton Zhao Tianshui’s shirt.
“What are you doing?” The male doctor tried to interfere.
“What else can I do? Treat a dead horse as if it’s alive. He’s dead. Can he die again?” Without raising his head, Tang Feng inserted a silver needle into Zhao Tianshui’s chest center.
“You… you’re just ssing around,” the male doctor said speechlessly upon seeing Tang Feng’s actions.
Had these traditional Chinese dicine practitioners lost their minds?
Did they really think a few silver needles could cure all diseases?
But as Tang Feng had said, the person was already dead, and the situation couldn’t get any worse.
Since the family mbers hadn’t said anything, he didn’t bother to ddle further.
Tang Feng’s needle technique was extrely skillful, and in almost no ti at all, Zhao Tianshui’s chest was filled with silver needles.
He then began to apply needles to his head.
Zhao Tianshui’s cerebral thrombosis was caused by a sudden surge of anger and distress.
He had to first protect the heart ridian to keep his last breath of yang energy alive, then clear the blood vessels in his brain.
He first applied needles to the Temple, Tianzhu Acupoint, and Yintang Acupoint, followed by the Wangu Acupoint and Baihui Acupoint.
In less than a few minutes, even the top of his head was full of silver needles, looking from afar like a hedgehog.
Onlookers watched Tang Feng’s actions with curiosity.
“What is he doing? Isn’t the person already dead? Can he still revive him?”
“Heh, I think he’s just showing off, drawing people’s attention. Does he really think their traditional Chinese dicine can bring back the dead?”
“Isn’t traditional Chinese dicine pseudoscience? Deceptive stuff, and yet he dares to show off?”
“He doesn’t look like soone who knows dical Skill, just seeking attention…”
Everyone sneered at Tang Feng’s actions, with no one believing he could bring the person back to life.
A person already declared dead by doctors—if he could still be revived, it would take nothing less than a Daluo Golden Immortal descending to the mortal world.
Tang Feng ignored these people and, after finishing with the needles, began to press on Zhao Tianshui’s abdominal Dan Tian.
Indeed, there is a Dan Tian in the human body, just not as mystical as described in cultivation novels.
The vital energy of a person is all stored in the Dan Tian, which can be said to be the foundation of human survival, like the fuel tank of a car. Once the fuel in the tank is exhausted, the car can no longer move.
The sa applies to people. Once the vital energy within is depleted, that person will also burn out.
His special pressing thod was ant to slowly stimulate the vital energy, gradually restoring Zhao Tianshui to life.
“Are you done yet? If there’s nothing wrong then move aside at once, we need to go back to the hospital,” the male doctor said, growing impatient with Tang Feng’s endless mumbo-jumbo.
Tang Feng was fully focused on Zhao Tianshui and simply ignored him.
The male doctor instantly beca irritated, stood up, walked over, and grabbed Tang Feng by the shoulder, “I’m talking to you, you…”
Just then, they suddenly heard a young nurse exclaim, “The hand… the hand moved…”
The male doctor looked at the nurse in confusion, “What do you an ‘the hand moved’?”
The nurse pointed to Zhao Tianshui on the stretcher, her face filled with horror, “The deceased… the deceased’s hand moved…”
Her words, inexplicable and bewildering, confused everyone present.
A dead person’s hand moving?
Did they think they were filming a horror movie?
However, just then, Zhao Tianshui, who had been pronounced dead, suddenly sat up from the stretcher, staring straight ahead with wide eyes.
Seeing this, everyone felt a chill crawl over their scalps.
This… was this a case of a corpse coming back to life?
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