As the capital of the treasure island, Taipei has had extremely fierce elections over the years. As a leader in the Blue Camp, Kong Zhan has also intended to push his eldest son into politics over the years, hoping that he will take on the burden of the Kong family's political aristocratic family in the future.

Originally, he was standing on the stage for the candidates, but he did not expect such a thing to happen. Compared to a shooting in the previous few years, the candidate from the Green Camp was pushed to the position of the ruling man of the Treasure Island, allowing Kong Zhan to miss a chance to reach the top.

This time it was another shooting, but his most respected eldest son fell on the election stage. Now he has been pushed into the operating room, and Zhi Ling is in a coma and his life and death are unknown. This is really sad for Kong Zhan.

Seeing that doctors kept entering the operating room and joining the rescue race against time, Kong Zhan, who had signed a critical illness notice, could only pray that his son could turn bad luck into good fortune and escape from the threat of this god of death.

In this process of waiting anxiously, Han Ankang, under the protection of Jiang Minghao and others, finally arrived at the hospital smoothly. After contacting Kong Zhan, he also successfully came to the operating room.

Looking at the ward where the operation was still underway, and Kong Zhan was anxious, Han Ankang didn't say much. He knew that time was very precious and could not be delayed easily.

He said directly: "Mr. Kong, please ask the hospital to prepare a set of clothes for me. I want to go in and see the situation of the young master first. As long as I can help, I should do my best to treat it."

I have already thought it through clearly that a person who is famous as a lady in the Liu family will naturally not recommend a person who makes soy sauce. Kong Zhan didn't say much, and asked the secretary around him to contact the hospital to send a set of disinfected clothes.

Although this is a bit inconsistent with the procedures, the hospital is also aware that this operation is very difficult out of respect for Kong Zhan. If something really happens, even if the hospital does its best, it will inevitably have to bear some criticism.

Now that the doctors invited by the Kong family themselves are participating in this medical treatment, they naturally won't say much. A deputy director of the hospital's surgery led the young, a bit too much Han Ankang in.

Looking at Han Ankang who suddenly walked in, he was holding an antique medical box in his hand. The experts who were organizing consultations felt that it was too unreasonable. How could such a critically ill patient be interrupted and treated casually?

When the vice president informed that this person was a doctor invited by Kong Zhan himself, the experts who felt that some injuries were a little difficult to say, so they didn't have much to say. Soon they moved a seat and handed it over to Han Ankang for the treatment.

Seeing Kong Wensheng and Kong Zhan’s eldest son’s face were covered in blood and blood, Han Ankang felt that this was really too dangerous. If the bullet did not pass through this side and shot it directly backward, it would be really hard to save the gods.

Looking at Han Ankang picking up Kong Wensheng's hand and taking the pulse, the experts present felt that this was too irritating. What is the use of such a seriously injured patient?

At this moment, Han Ankang said calmly: "You have never dared to do anything. You cannot handle the blood gushing out of the injured person's nasal cavity and mouth. Worrying that if you have surgery, it will damage the injured person's facial nerve. What I'm right?"

Looking at Han Ankang's slightly contemptuous look, the experts naturally refused to say: "Then is there any good way for Dr. Han?"

Listening to these experts, Han Ankang didn't say anything. He said directly: "Just simply sucking out the blood from the inner cavity, it cannot stop the wound in the injured face from continuing to bleed. How long do you think the injured can last?

OK, you look down on traditional Chinese medicine, I can understand this. But what our ancestors passed down is as useless as you imagined? I can only cure this injury. Don’t speak up aside.”

As he spoke, Han Ankang put down his hand for taking his pulse, lifted up his arm to reveal the needle bag, and a few silver needles appeared under his hand stroke. Looking at Han Ankang starting to insert needles on Kong Wensheng's face, many experts think that this can stop bleeding?

After pricking the silver needle, Han Ankang quickly took the blood-sucking cotton from the hands of those experts and began to absorb blood stasis in the mouth. When the blood in the mouth was cleaned up, many experts were surprised to find that the blood in the face seemed to be no longer flowing.

After cleaning up the blood in the mouth and looking at the injured person who was still unable to breathe normally, Han Ankang held a blood-sucking cotton in one hand and pressed the injured person's abdomen with the other. Pressed it, and a ball of blood was spit out of his throat and was sucked away.

This superb medical skill made the experts who previously thought Han Ankang were unreliable, so they dared not say anything at this moment. They stood aside and looked at Han Ankang who was in charge of the entire operation.

When the blood stasis that blocked the throat cavity was cleared, the injured person's heartbeat began to slowly recover, which was greatly improved compared to the previous situation. This acupuncture stopping bleeding also shocked these Western medicine experts.

After the injured person started to recover his normal breathing, Han Ankang looked at the wound and saw that the wound was still penetrated, and didn't think much about it. He took out two bottles from the medicine box beside him. Under the gaze of these experts, he slowly applied it to the wound.

Looking at these black powders, falling on the wound and quickly scabbed, these experts knew that these powders were probably not simple. This is the first time they saw the powders that can heal wounds so quickly.

As for the pierced nasal cavity, Han Ankang's treatment seemed to be very hasty. First, he applied a layer of ointment-like object to block the cartilage hole, and then applied a layer of black powder on the outside.

After applying a layer inside, Han Ankang put two bottles into the medicine box and began to massage Kong Wensheng's face. Experts who didn't understand what the use of doing this saw that the wounds seemed to be healing quickly.

What surprised them even more was that such facial massage did not destroy the already scabbed wounds. There was no sign of blood flowing out of the wounds that had been bleeding before.

When Han Ankang stopped the massage on his hand, under the gaze of these experts, he put away the silver needle pierced on the other person's face. Just as everyone was worried that the wound would collapse again without the silver needle, he found that everything was very normal.

They were even more curious about how Han Ankang would treat him next, but when they saw the other party clasping the medicine box tightly. They said calmly: "Let the nurse hang him a bottle of nutrient solution, and rest for a little half an hour, and he will wake up.

Then you tell him that it will take some time for the bones on his nose to regenerate. Never use your hands to buckle them, just let the potions inside fall off naturally. OK, look slowly, and I will leave first!"

The vice president, who was a little unbelievable, asked in surprise: "Doctor Han, is that okay?"

Han Ankang, who lifted the medicine box, also knew that his treatment methods were indeed different from those of ordinary doctors. But he nodded and said, "Yes, this is not a major injury. Fortunately, it is just a penetrating injury. There is naturally no problem in repairing the wound.

Don’t touch the medicines I just applied, just let them fall off naturally. After the scabs fall off, you don’t have to worry about any sequelae. Except for the skin that looks a little delicate, everything else is as usual.”

Without any chance to ask them, Han Ankang walked out of the operating room with the medicine box. Looking at Kong Zhan who was coming up, Han Ankang also knew that this father was extremely worried.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Kong, fortunately, the noble son is fine. At most half an hour, he will recover from his awakening. Next, he only needs to undergo normal diet and he will not have any problems.

If you want him to recover from health, just beat him and prescribe some blood-replenishing medicine. I have already explained to them what I should explain. Another thing is that I hope Mr. Kong will keep it confidential about my treatment.

I believe that when Miss Liu told you, she had already revealed some things about me. I don’t want to cause too much trouble. This time, it’s because Mr. Kong is doing me a favor. I have nothing to do, so I will say goodbye first!”

These experts were busy for nearly an hour before, but the result was that the situation was difficult and even the notice of critical illness was issued. When it came to the hands of this young man, everything would be fine in less than half an hour. Is this possible?

After looking at the vice president and receiving a nodded reply, Kong Zhan suppressed the horror in his heart and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Han for your actions. Don't worry, I will keep the hospital confidential about this matter."

After receiving this sentence, Han Ankang didn't say much and politely declined Kong Zhan's retention. He soon left the hospital protected by the Kong family's guards, just like when he came.

Just as Kong Zhan was about to go in and check the situation, the expert inside suddenly rushed out of the ward and said, "Vice Dean, where is that doctor?"

Seeing the expert's nervous expression, the vice president was shocked and said, "He has left, what's wrong?"

The expert immediately slapped his thigh and said, "How could you let him go?"

This made Kong Zhan very puzzled: "What happened?"

When he saw that it was Kong Zhan’s questioning, the expert remembered what the vice president said before, that doctor was invited by the Kong family to come to the clinic. He immediately said with a frenzy: “Chairman Kong, where is that doctor from? Can you find him? He is simply a miracle doctor!

When he was treating Mr. Kong, his technique was extremely magical. What's even more magical is that the penetrated bullet holes on Mr. Kong's side were healed with just a little powder.

The scabs just now suddenly fell, but we saw that the wound hole had already produced new skin. If this medicine powder is used in medical treatment, it can be said to be a magical medicine to save lives and heal the wounded!"

Looking at Kong Zhan, who was still a little confused, the expert invited Kong Zhan to the ward with a fanatical look on his face. Seeing that the place where a hole was originally penetrated on his son's cheek was exposed, fresh skin was exposed.

But a group of experts are holding the fallen scabs and feeling like they are treasures. This magical quick-growing medicine powder will really cause a sensation if it is used to save lives and heal the wounded.
Chapter completed!