Suddenly hearing Zhao Hu’s voice, Li Long felt it was sowhat unreal. Yet Zhao Hu’s expression had indeed returned to normal.
He had planned to speak with Zhao Hu, but Wang Jian stopped him. "It’s not over yet. I have to deal with his wounds and fractures first. Otherwise, the faint breath he’s hanging onto now will dissipate once the dicine wears off."
Li Long imdiately fell silent, watching Wang Jian get busy setting bones and stitching up wounds. He glanced at the Ginseng King in his hand, then at the scene before him, and made a decision.
At that mont, the two people in the TV station’s work van were dumbfounded.
"These are dical skills?"
In all their years, Huang Long and Angel had never seen soone saved in such a way.
It was different from regular Chinese dicine... and even more different from modern surgery.
Seeing Wang Jian use acupuncture to stop Zhao Hu’s bleeding, set the bones with his bare hands, and then revive him with a few drops of dicine left the two of them completely astounded.
In truth, after handing Zhao Hu over to Wang Jian, Angel had already considered what might happen. She had imagined Wang Jian might harm the patient; she had also pictured him performing so simple first aid before waiting for the ambulance; she had even envisioned Wang Jian being beaten up by the brawny thug, leading to a dical dispute.
But she had never, ever imagined a scene like the one before her now.
It was completely unscientific. This didn’t look like dical skill at all; it was miraculous, almost like an Immortal Technique.
Huang Long’s thoughts were similar. He was supposed to be monitoring the screens to ensure all the caras were functioning properly, but now he was completely focused on Wang Jian’s procedure. He didn’t know how to express his thoughts, rely murmuring, "Maybe... we really did misunderstand him."
Misunderstanding? Perhaps.
They had never taken village doctors like Wang Jian seriously. The purpose of this docuntary was mainly to highlight the inadequate dical conditions in the countryside. Their province had many mountainous areas, making the problem even more severe. Wang Jian’s presence was initially ant to show what good rural dical care could bring, but they had never expected it to be this incredibly effective.
Huang Long even recalled the information they had on Wang Jian and whispered, "Are all dical students this amazing these days?"
Angel began to doubt herself too. "I never knew our country’s Chinese dicine was this formidable."
Huang Long actually had so understanding of Chinese dicine. He opened his mouth to explain to Angel, but looking at the monitor, he found himself unable to speak. "Maybe... Chinese dicine is supposed to be like this...?"
"Surgery isn’t exclusive to Western dicine," Huang Long offered as weak consolation. "A long ti ago, the divine doctor Hua Tuo was already scraping bone to heal wounds and even wanted to perform craniotomies. If it weren’t for the lack of proper anesthetic and antiseptic concepts back then, modern dicine might not have had much of a role to play."
The more Huang Long spoke, the smoother he beca, until he started to believe it himself—that Chinese dicine was supposed to be this powerful. It was so wrong of to look down on it all these years.
Angel frowned slightly. Of course, she was aware of this history. But history... how to put it? I’ve always been a skeptic of Chinese dicine, even an opponent of it. I felt it was all a scam, with no scientific basis. I even thought it had hard many people, causing considerable damage. For instance, if a Western doctor told I needed surgery and hospitalization, but a Chinese dicine practitioner said all I needed were a few prescriptions and a month or two of rest, I would undoubtedly trust the Western doctor. You get what you pay for, right? The cheaper option always sounds like a con.
But now, having seen Wang Jian’s treatnt process, she was starting to believe. She recalled seeing a video online that claid that in the early modern era, a foreign doctor who learned about Chinese dicine wanted to have the entire field banned. His reason was that it could heal patients at a very low cost... That kind of claim always seed like sothing a clickbait account would use to fool people. So why do I now feel it might actually be true?
She and Huang Long both fell silent, carefully watching the footage on the monitor.
They didn’t look away until Zhao Hu had fully regained consciousness and Wang Jian had finished stitching. By then, the wail of an ambulance siren had reached them.
Hearing the siren, Angel got out of the van and went into the clinic to find Wang Jian. "Should I not have had them call for an ambulance?"
Wang Jian was taken aback for a mont, then smiled. "Why do you ask? If you hadn’t called, I would have. I don’t have a blood bank here, and he needs a transfusion. Otherwise, once the dicinal effects of the Ginseng King’s roots wear off, he’ll fall into a weakened state again. After that, as long as his check-up cos back clear, he’ll just need a little recovery ti before he can be discharged."
Looking at Wang Jian’s smiling face and hearing his confident words, Angel fell silent, choosing to believe him. This man possessed not only a mysterious aura but also an enchanting charisma.
Just then, Li Long helped Zhao Hu walk out from inside. If not for Zhao Hu’s unsteady steps and pale face, Angel would have thought she was seeing a ghost.
If we put the footage we shot in the clinic today into the docuntary, I doubt anyone would believe it’s real.
Angel followed the group into the courtyard, where the ambulance had just parked at the village entrance.
She noticed sothing strange. All the dical personnel getting out of the ambulance seed to know Wang Jian. They greeted him proactively, their expressions full of respect. And after they confird Zhao Hu’s condition, the initial surprise on their faces quickly turned into looks of "as expected."
Since this was for the docuntary, Angel grabbed a cara and followed them into the ambulance to keep filming. There’s definitely a story here.
Given how familiar Wang Jian was with the ergency departnt staff from the City Hospital, Angel refused to believe that kind of rapport could be developed from just one or two patient transfers.
Once in the ambulance, she voiced her doubts. A dic answered her, "Our director heard we were coming to Doctor Wang’s clinic. He told us not to rush and to just take it steady, saying that with Doctor Wang here, there wouldn’t be any problems."
Another dic added, "At first, I thought he was joking, but it turned out to be true."
Angel wasn’t satisfied with this answer. While looking through the cara’s viewfinder, she asked, "You all know Doctor Wang, but isn’t he just a village doctor? Have you had contact with him before?"
At her question, Angel noticed that everyone in the ambulance, including the reclining Zhao Hu, looked over with excited curiosity. Zhao Hu’s condition was stable enough not to require much attention, so after hooking him up to a basic blood bag, a nurse answered Angel’s question.
"Actually, the first ti we learned of Doctor Wang wasn’t at the hospital."
"Oh?" As soon as she heard this, Angel knew she had found the angle she needed. She quickly aid the cara at the speaking nurse, zooming in to capture her expression.
"It must have been about two months ago. There was a multi-vehicle collision on our city’s highway."
A multi-vehicle collision? Angel was, of course, familiar with the incident. The nurse’s re ntion of it brought back the news reports she’d seen, and her mind instantly replayed the details: the severity of the accident and its aftermath. If I rember correctly, there was a bus involved, and a huge number of people were injured. The accident was rated as extrely severe, but sohow, there were no fatalities. Even the injured received prompt treatnt. The incident was even used as a positive example in public service campaigns. Don’t tell ... this is related to Wang Jian?
Sure enough, the nurse continued, "The accident back then was incredibly serious. When I arrived on the scene, my legs went soft. But for so reason, by the ti we got there, all the injured had already received ergency treatnt and were well taken care of. Our director said that even if he had arrived on the scene imdiately, he couldn’t have perford such rapid and perfect first aid.
"Oh, right. By the ti we arrived, a full twenty minutes had passed since the crash. It was a long delay. Considering the complexity of the scene, there would have definitely been casualties if it weren’t for Doctor Wang. So of the victims had penetrating wounds in critical locations.
"It was Doctor Wang who used acupuncture to stop the bleeding, which allowed those patients to get treated in ti. That’s why there were no deaths."
As the nurse said this, a smile graced her lips, and her eyes shone with admiration. It wasn’t just her; even the doctor accompanying them had a look of deep respect on his face.
While Angel was stunned by Wang Jian’s abilities, she was also overjoyed. With an interview like this, plus so supplentary footage we can shoot later, I’m certain this will be a morable part of the docuntary. I’ve captured so incredibly valuable material today.
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