Chapter 1258
Summon Of The Sword
His name was Joseph Schwimmer, and he was a specialist at the childrenâs hospital.
He specialized in cardiology.
Although he was only in his 40s, he had practiced cardiology for more than 10 years.
He had a lot of clinical experience.
He had never been wrong about his diagnosis and was confident in his skill.
He was slightly upset that a young man showed up and commented on his diagnosis.
âThen what should we do about the congenital heart disease if we donât operate on her?â
Joseph looked at Sean and asked with a frown.
âYou can operate on her, but not now.â
Sean shook his head and took out the silver needles he brought everywhere.
âWhat a joke!
âWe should operate on her immediately. If not now, when?
âDo you want to do the surgery or not?
âIf you donât do it and something happens, donât blame me for not warning you.â
Joseph looked at Sean with a frown, his tone slightly impatient.
Sean glanced at Joseph and only shook his head without replying.
âHa, huff, huff!â
Suddenly, little Lydia on the stretcher turned pale instantly while she breathed faster.
She even showed an expression full of pain.
âQuick! Push her in quickly!â
Josephâs eyes widened instantly when he saw this.
However, several nurses could not push the stretcher with Seanâs hand on it.
âAre you trying to kill her?
âGet out of my way if you have no money!
âOur hospital will pay for the surgery!â
Joseph widened his eyes, reached toward Sean, and pushed him.
Joseph was a kind doctor.
Seeing little Lydia in critical condition, he only wanted to finish the operation quickly.
However, there was no time for Sean to explain.
With a flick of his wrist, several silver needles of different lengths appeared in his hand.
Then Sean looked around, reached over to take a bottle of rubbing alcohol and cotton balls from Joseph, and disinfected the needle.
âWhat⦠what are you doing?
Joseph grew quiet at the sight of this.
He realized Sean was not an amateur.
Sean remained silent. He reached out and pressed little Lydiaâs clothes. The silver needle in his hand found the right acupoint and stabbed it without hesitation.
âGosh!â
The nurse nearby could not help but exclaim.
They had no idea what Sean was doing right now.
Was he not afraid of delaying the patientâs illness and making it worse?
Before the crowd could react, Sean inserted the remaining silver needles into the acupoints.
âSpecial needle treatment?â
Joseph slowly let go and grabbed Seanâs hand. His eyes looked uncertain.
Todayâs hospitals were mostly about modern medicine. They also used devices to check illnesses.
However, Joseph and his crew were from Dragon Kingdom after all.
There was no way that they did not know Dragon Kingdomâs traditional medical skills.
Seeing Sean holding a silver needle to perform acupuncture and massaging little Lydia, he could tell it was not as simple as it seemed.
Sean was experienced and confident, looking professional.
Joseph and the rest could say no more as one silver needle followed another.
Regardless of the effect, Seanâs special needle treatment technique was fascinating to watch.
Sean would probably never go this far if he had no experience!
Everything went on in silence.
Some people in the surrounding wards heard the noise and gathered around to watch.
The corridor was soon crowded with dozens of people.
All eyes were on Sean.
âWow, why is he giving treatment here?â
âWho is this young man? Heâs not wearing a doctorâs coat!â
âI think I heard something about him stopping the doctorâs operation and insisting on giving a special needle treatment himself.â
âIsnât that nonsense? If special needle treatment works, why bother with surgery?â
The people around them watched and whispered.
However, as the most authoritative doctor there, Joseph looked surprised and muttered to himself.
âInner wrist, middle of the palm, center of the chest, middle of the back, middle of the wristâ¦â
A nearby doctor heard Joseph mention the acupoints on the human body.
With each needle that Sean inserted, Joseph would mention it.
No one knew how transfixed Joseph was.
Sean inserted the acupoints accurately and skillfully, which was not what a young man in his 20s should be able to do!
These acupoints worked on the heart.
Especially the middle of the wrist. If the needle was inserted appropriately, it could improve myocardial contractility and the ability of the heart to metabolize without oxygen, making sure the heart muscle could still function during ischemia and hypoxia.
It was perfect for little Lydia right now.
However, little Lydiaâs condition had not improved after Sean inserted several needles.
Instead, her face grew paler as it got harder to breathe.
âUncle, Iâm not afraid⦠Youâre saving me. Iâm not afraidâ¦â
Lydia struggled to open her eyes to look at Sean.
She had no idea who Sean was, but she did know that he had brought them a lot of things yesterday.
That was enough for Lydia to trust Sean.
âYouâll be fine. Iâll keep you safe. Iâll keep all of you safe.â
Sean chuckled and took out the last silver needle.
âSean, what are you doing? Are you sure?â
âYeah, Lydiaâs breathing hard. Are you trying to kill her?â
Watching Lydiaâs situation worsen, several people around May became anxious again.
Sean said nothing. He picked up the last silver needle, found the right acupoint, and slowly pierced it.
It was not too deep or shallow.
âBottom of the little fingernail!â
Joseph said again.
That acupoint could improve the blood circulation of the heart the fastest.
The first few needles were only preparation for this.
This step was the most important, practically equal to a launch button.
Sure enough, with Seanâs final needle, Lydiaâs breathing began to stabilize.
It was as if Seanâs hand was magic.
The critical situation was instantly resolved once he inserted the last needle.
Lydiaâs breathing soon returned to a steady state, and her pale face gradually turned rosy. Even her lips, which had been ghastly pale, had improved greatly.
A nearby heartârate monitor screen showed Lydiaâs heart condition had returned to normal.
âItâs back to normal!
âThatâs amazing!â
Several nurses widened their eyes in disbelief.