Chapter 811: Misdiagnosis

ite a bit about Jueqing Valley and was also very familiar with Jue Ran.Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be impossible, but Xia Yuanmei described it so convincingly that he couldn't refute...This time, the onlookers no longer trusted Li Mingyang unconditionally as they had before. They all remained silent, waiting to see the patient's reaction.

After a while, the middle-aged man lying on the ground suddenly began to twitch all over. His face grew increasingly grim, and his breathing became labored. Pain was etched across his brow.

Now, not only the people around him, but even Li Mingyang was taken aback. What was going on This reaction clearly went beyond what was normal.

He lifted the middle-aged man's eyelids again, and noticed that his pupils were faintly dilating.

Li Mingyang's heart suddenly constricted, this was a symptom of critical illness, could it be that he had misdiagnosed himself

Those around him, though not as professional, also sensed something was wrong.

A middle-aged woman grabbed his arm and exclaimed, "What's going on Please save my husband!"

At this very moment, Li Mingyang's cold sweat instantly streamed down his forehead. This was an airplane, with no emergency medical equipment or medication available. What could he do

Most importantly, he still hasn't figured out where he misdiagnosed or what the other party's condition is.

The flight attendant saw something amiss and urgently said, "Dean Li, are we sure we haven't misdiagnosed the patient"

Li Mingyang no longer had the confidence he once did, stammering, "Actually, I... I seem to have been misdiagnosed."

The middle-aged woman, seeing her husband's condition deteriorating, urgently cried out: "What are we going to do You're the deputy director! Aren't you an expert in internal medicine"

"Please find a way to save my husband quickly! If he dies, I'll fight you to the death!"

"I..."

Li Mingyang was completely helpless. If this were a hospital, he could think of some emergency measures.

But the irony is that this is happening on a plane, where there's absolutely nothing you can do. It's like crying out to heaven and earth with no response, completely incapable of providing any effective rescue.

"Oh my god, just now he said he was the vice dean and an expert, after all that talk he still misdiagnosed the patient, isn't this taking advantage of people"

“What people say online is that experts are the most unreliable nowadays, and it seems like they’re right. I just can't trust them anymore…”

"This deputy dean and expert are all self-proclaimed, aren't they imposters They came here to cheat people…"

Among the onlookers, apart from the flight attendant and the middle-aged woman who were anxious, everyone else was watching the drama unfold with amusement. At this moment, they had completely changed their stance, switching to a mode of mockery.

In just a few short minutes, Li Dongyang's shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and he couldn't think of any effective solutions at all.

The flight attendant said, "Let me contact the ground and see if we can find the nearest airport to land at."

Human life is at stake, and she absolutely didn't want anyone to die on her flight.

Li Dongyang shook his head helplessly: "There's no time, even if we contact the ground and land in the nearest city, it will take at least half an hour. Given the patient's current condition, I'm afraid they won't last 10 minutes."

"What are you going to do You killed my husband, you have to pay for his life."

A middle-aged woman shouted and rushed towards Li Dongyang.

"Alright, there's still hope for him. I'll take it from here."

At this time, Ye Bufan appeared again before everyone.

The patient was innocent, no matter what he said he was a doctor. He couldn't just stand by and watch a middle-aged man die in front of him.

Seeing him return here, the crowd around fell silent instantly. Only now did they remember what this young man had said just a moment ago.

Li Dongyang was misdiagnosed, and after taking fever-reducing medicine, his condition would worsen. All of this had been predicted by others.

After seeing him, a strange glimmer flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes.

"Brother, please, you have to save my husband."

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Ye Bufan walked over, Li Dongyang hurriedly made way for him, and let him come to the side of the middle-aged man.

He took out the Flying Crane Divine Needles from his pocket. His movements were as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had inserted over a dozen golden needles into the pressure points on the middle-aged man's head and chest.

To speak of it, it was quite strange. As these golden needles were inserted, the middle-aged man's condition immediately eased.

A hint of color returned to her face, her body stopped twitching, and her breathing became steady.

A middle-aged woman touched her forehead and exclaimed with surprise, "It's gone! It's really gone!"

Li Dongyang's face was filled with disbelief. He usually despised traditional Chinese medicine the most, believing that what they said was all hype and tricks to deceive people, with no real effect at all.

Everything before him was shocking, his previously helpless condition was controlled in the blink of an eye.

"Bring me that trash can."

Ye Bufan said a word to the flight attendant and picked up a trash can that was beside him.

Then, he helped the middle-aged man slowly sit up and inserted the other silver needle in his hand into the black mole behind his ear.

Everyone looked bewildered, clueless about what the acupuncture was meant to do with this black mole.

Just as everyone was puzzled, the crane wing on top of the golden needle twitched twice. Immediately afterward, a black liquid was spit out from the patient's mouth, and a pungent stench filled the air.

Ye Bufan raised his hand and used the trash can to collect the black water, handing it to the flight attendant: "Please dispose of this."

The flight attendant took the trash can into the restroom, washed it out, and then returned it here.

When she returned, she found that the middle-aged man's symptoms had completely disappeared.

Ye Bufan retracted all the golden needles, and the middle-aged man immediately opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the ground.

"What's wrong with me"

"Honey, you're finally better."

The middle-aged woman grabbed his arm, tears of joy streaming down her face.

"What a surprise! This young man is actually a divine doctor. He's truly the real deal..."

"That's right, that person was almost gone, but they were saved just by a few needles. They're way better than that deputy director..."

"These so-called experts nowadays are really unreliable, they can't even compare to a young guy. They were just mocking him..."

Hearing the surrounding murmurs, Li Mingyang felt extremely embarrassed.

But there's no way around it, what they said is the truth, he has no room to refute.

The flight attendant looked at Ye Bufan, her face full of gratitude and admiration.

"Sir, thank you for helping me. I apologize for my ignorance just now."

Ye Bufan said: "You're welcome, I'm a doctor by profession, healing people is what I should do."

After that, everyone returned to their own positions. The middle-aged man also sat back in his seat with the woman's help.

After the two had settled down, the middle-aged woman immediately took out a wad of money and offered it to Ye Bufan: "Young man, thank you for saving our lives. We only have this much left from our trip. Please don't think it's too little."

Ye Bufan didn't hesitate either, and directly pocketed the money. This was the rule of Gu Yimen; consultation fees were at their discretion.

He just saved a middle-aged man's life, no matter how much the other party pays him, it's deserved.

After Li Dongyang returned to his position, he awkwardly fell silent for a moment before looking at Ye Bufan and saying: "Young brother, I was wrong just now."

I apologize for my rudeness to you and to Traditional Chinese medicine.do this This is the Misty Immortal Palace. Aren't you afraid of angering Madame Fang Hua"Wang Ruoyang sneered coldly: "There's no entry into the Miaomiao Immortal Palace here, what does it have to do...