From Madam Cheng's expression, Nanyan could tell that she had no hope for her medical skills.
She probably allowed her to enter the emergency room because of Lao Tao's face.
About this, she can understand.
So, without saying anything, she followed Tao Qingming into the emergency room.
Outside the door, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Cheng family frowned, and said distrustfully, "Mom, is that little girl really okay?"
Mrs. Cheng calmed down, and said softly: "Whether it is possible or not, it is Qingming's heart."
"Tell the others, don't talk nonsense for a while, whether you can save Lao Cheng or not, it has nothing to do with Qingming and the little girl he brought."
The eldest daughter-in-law was taken aback, and quickly said, "Mom, I see, I'll notify you right away."
In the emergency room, Nan Yan saw Mr. Cheng.
An old man with white hair lying unconscious on the rescue table, with various tubes and instruments inserted into his body.
In fact, Cheng Lao is not that old.
He has a deep relationship with Mrs. Cheng and his wife, and they are also of the opposite age, but because of years of pain and torture, he looks at least ten years older than his actual age.
Seeing Mr. Cheng like this, Tao Qingming's heart ached.
He walked directly in front of Nan Yan, bent down deeply, and gave her a very solemn salute.
Nan Yan was startled by his actions, before he could continue to bend down, she supported him.
Tao Qingming's tone was a little excited, "Xiaoyou Nan, please, save him!"
Nan Yan looked at the old man lying on the emergency platform, nodded, "I will do my best."
Several of the doctors who performed the rescue knew Tao Qingming's identity.
Seeing him making such a big gift to a little girl, everyone couldn't help being shocked.
Who is it that can deserve his worship?
Soon, the girl came towards them.
Taking a closer look, their first impression was that they were young, and their second thought was that they were amazing!
There is no trace of cosmetics on the girl's face, she is naturally beautiful, her appearance is alluring, and her beauty reveals a faint aggression.
Nan Yan went over, spoke to them, and then put her hand on Cheng Lao's pulse.
In fact, just judging from his appearance, she had already guessed how serious his situation was.
But the symptoms that could be seen from his pulse made her feel a little more serious.
Seeing her contacting Mr. Cheng, several doctors wanted to stop her.
Tao Qingming stepped forward and told them that Nanyan knew medicine.
If it was a doctor recommended by others, they would definitely not dare to let her do it at will.
But this person is Tao Qingming, the president of the Association of Chinese Medicine, and the leading master of Chinese medicine in China.
They naturally did not dare to stop it at will.
With Tao Qingming and Nanyan taking over the treatment, they felt relieved and stood aside to watch.
Tao Qingming waited for Nanyan to let go of Cheng Lao's hand, and asked nervously, "Is there any help?"
"Fortunately, his body is still alive."
As Nan Yan said, she took out a pill first, removed the oxygen mask that was covering Mr. Cheng's face, and stuffed the medicine there into his mouth.
The onlooker doctor wanted to stop it, but then thought that even if these instruments were left on Mr. Cheng, they would be useless.
Then it's better to look forward to whether this little girl can create a miracle!
Then he twisted the silver needle leisurely and pierced it into several large acupuncture points on his body.
Soon, Cheng Lao had dozens of silver needles pierced on his body.
After the silver needles were all used up, Nanyan took out her mobile phone, quickly typed a prescription, and sent it to Tao Qingming, "Old Tao, go and boil a dose of medicine now, and you will take care of the heat yourself, and bring it in when it is finished."
"Okay." Tao Qingming nodded and strode out.
The Cheng family waiting outside the door saw the door of the emergency room open, and immediately walked towards the door spontaneously.
Seeing that Tao Qingming came out, Mrs. Cheng quickly asked, "Qingming, how is old Cheng doing?"
"Old sister-in-law, don't worry, Nan Xiaoyou said that Brother Cheng still has a glimmer of life in his body, and he can overcome this difficulty!"
"Really?" Mrs. Cheng had a hope in her heart, "That little miracle doctor, is there really a way to save Lao Cheng?"
"Xiaoyou Nan won't talk nonsense, just relax." Tao Qingming didn't dare to waste any more time, comforted Mrs. Cheng, and said: "I still have to make medicine for Brother Cheng, and I will wait for Xiao Nan later. The friend came out and asked her to tell the old sister-in-law."
Mrs. Cheng: "Okay, you go!"
Forty minutes later, Tao Qingming entered the emergency room again with the boiled medicine.
During this period, the people inside didn't even seem to change their positions.
The only one walking was Nanyan.
During this period of time, she adjusted the acupuncture for Cheng Lao several times.
In just forty minutes, Cheng Lao's originally pale complexion had slightly improved, visible to the naked eye.
The weak, almost intermittent breathing also returned to normal.
These two changes alone made the doctors present admire Nanyan's medical skills with admiration.
"Xiaoyou Nan, here comes the medicine."
Nan Yan took the half bowl of medicine with a strong and bitter taste from him, and said clearly, "Old Tao, help Cheng get old, and I will feed him."
Tao Qingming responded and went to help Mr. Cheng.
But because of posture problems, it was difficult to lift him up.
The doctors who had been on the sidelines finally came in handy, came to help, and helped Cheng Lao up with all their hands and feet.
Nanyan held up the bowl and brought it close to his mouth. Just as he was about to feed him, a doctor quickly said:
"That...Miss Nan, Mr. Cheng has lost his swallowing function. If you feed him like this, you won't be able to feed him at all."
"Yes." Nan Yan directly pressed an acupuncture point on Cheng Lao's throat, and he drank the bowl of medicine close to his mouth, just like that, swallowed by himself.
All the doctors: "!!"
Can it still be like this?
Chinese medicine is really amazing!
After feeding Mr. Cheng and drinking the medicine, Nanyan took off all the silver needles on his body, and said softly, "Don't let Mr. Cheng lie here, go to the ward. He can sleep more comfortably there."
"Mr. Cheng, have you passed the danger?" Tao Qingming asked with a trembling voice.
Nan Yan nodded, and then explained: "Now he is in a sleep state, not a coma anymore, it's just that his body is too worn out, and he can't wake him up for a while."
Tao Qingming hurriedly went to check Lao Cheng's pulse by himself.
The tense nerves finally relaxed.
"Xiaoyou Nan, thank you so much." Tao Qingming said with excitement, "If you hadn't come with me this time, I'm afraid Brother Cheng... oh..."
"Old Tao, you don't have to be so polite to me." Nan Yan was very calm, "This is the fate between Old Cheng and me."
She has always been resigned to saving people.
He doesn't deliberately look for patients, and he doesn't work in the hospital under his name.
"Let's go out first, Mr. Cheng's family is probably in a hurry."