Chapter 82

The past few days have been a little leisurely. When he had nothing to do, Lin Yi took out some traditional Chinese medicine skills collected in Xuanfeng hall and the medical books uploaded by the ancestor of Xuanfeng hall.

Practice for too long, and sometimes need to supply knowledge. Although Lin Yi has got the true biography of his master, so far, there are no diseases he can't treat, but many things need to be improved.

Due to the introduction of Western medicine, many people even study medicine, but also specialize in western medicine. They know little about the ancient Chinese medicine of the Chinese nation. Lin Yi wants to let everyone know that traditional Chinese medicine is no worse than western medicine through diagnosis and treatment; On the other hand, we need to study and then let more people join the industry of traditional Chinese medicine.

Although traditional Chinese medicine is not as famous as the four great inventions, in fact, it is the wisdom of ancient China as the four great inventions. These things are not like the four great inventions that can be used directly. Foreigners can't get these things. We Chinese people should keep and carry forward our own things. Lin Yi never forgets that this is the vision he finally wants to achieve.

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin." A burst of rapid shouts made Lin Yi put away his books and found the sound to the door.

I saw a middle-aged man with blood on his forehead. He was panting, his arms were covered with dust, and there were several broken skin places, where soil and blood were intertwined.

"Come on, let me help you in. How did you get hurt like this?" Lin Yi reaches out his hand to hold the middle-aged man, takes him to the diagnosis and treatment area, cleans his wound with liquid medicine, and then applies medicine and bandages.

"Dr. Lin, you, just stay here. Something happened. Something happened. The construction site in the northern suburb suddenly collapsed." The middle-aged man hasn't been down yet, and his words are intermittent.

"What? How many wounded people like you?" Lin Yi's expression immediately became serious and was ready to rush to the first place to save people at any time.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "many, many, I, I didn't go up because I was not very comfortable. Several workers above fell down with the building. I don't know if I still have life." The man sighed.

It's a big deal.

According to the middle-aged man, the number of deaths and injuries can't be estimated at all.

"Dr. Lin, I should be the least serious one. The others can't move at all, so I want to come to you first. Why don't you come with me?" The middle-aged man said eagerly.

Lin Yi nodded and said, "I'm going, but you can't move. You have a good rest here."

Lin Yi checked the silver needle, put on some bandages and ointment, and was ready to go out.

"Lin Xiaoyou, where is enough for you alone? Let Ying'er go with you." Feng Yixu heard everything just now and handed Han Ying's medicine box to her.

Han Ying has been waiting with sunglasses on. It seems that she is ready.

Lin Yi nodded and waved his hand, but rushed to the northern suburbs with Han Ying.

When they arrived at the scene, Lin Yi and Han Ying were shocked by the scene in front of them. Maybe they had never seen such a tragic side.

Dust hovers in the air, and piles of people sit, lie and lean on the ground. They have all kinds of postures, but what they have in common is that they are injured to varying degrees. It's not too much to describe them in terms of flesh and blood.

Those who can make a sound are all slightly injured. Some are serious. They don't make a sound when lying directly on the ground. Their eyes are closed and their facial features are wrinkled together. Some are more serious. Their faces are calm as if they were dead.

Of course, some of them have no breath, so Lin Yi must race against time.

The sound of an ambulance sounded outside. It should be that someone called for help from the municipal hospital, and their car drove all the way into the construction site.

Liu Guoli saw Lin Yi from a distance. Lin Yi was looking for someone who had lost his breath and didn't care to see him.

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin, you're here too. The casualties are some serious this time." Liu Guoli follows Lin Yi.

"Director Liu is not ready to help save people." Lin Yi said something in his mouth, but he didn't care about him at all. When he found a Lin Yi who was no longer breathing, he took out a silver needle and began to rescue him.

Seeing that Lin Yi was so attentive, Liu Guoli no longer bothered him. He said to his colleagues in the municipal hospital, "come on, move to the car when you see that there is still hope. Be careful."

"No!" Lin Yi roared.

"What's wrong?" Liu Guoli doesn't know why.

"If you can save it, take it to your hospital. If you feel out of breath, put it aside with a stretcher." Lin Yi said to Liu Guoli without raising his head.

Liu Guoli suddenly understood that they can't save Lin Yi. It doesn't mean Lin Yi has no way. He has seen Lin Yi's ability. As long as his body hasn't cooled down, he can get back to heaven.

Liu Guoli immediately followed Lin Yi's instructions, and Han Ying also helped find people with temporary shock.

Many people are easy to handle, and many people have great strength. Soon, the patients with minor injuries and serious injuries were transported away by the ambulance of the municipal hospital, and those who were shocked and judged dead were neatly placed on a vacant lot waiting for Lin Yi to rescue themselves.

"Dr. Lin, the people here are bothering you. I have to go back and treat the injured." Liu Guoli said goodbye to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi waved and said, "OK!"

Before Liu Guoli wanted to get on the bus, Lin Yi suddenly thought of something and ran over to him and said, "director Liu, most of these workers are poor. I hope you don't embarrass them because of money and try your best to treat them. In the end, I'll pay for their medical expenses."

Lin Yi's words are all about this. It is obvious that the impression left by Sun Hong and Wang Dong at the beginning is that the municipal hospital regards medical expenses more important than the patient's life.

Hearing this, Liu Guoli felt a little ashamed and hurriedly said, "that's certain, Dr. Lin, don't worry."

Lin Yi turned back and continued to apply shadowless acupuncture to the dead and suspected dead workers.

Although shadowless needle is easy to use, its disadvantage is that it will make the needle applicator consume too much. Before, Lin Yi used it on a patient in the municipal hospital, but now it has a huge workload.

I can't manage so much, Lin Yi thought. It's important to save people first.

Perhaps the plaque of "salvation" in his heart is too eye-catching, which gives Lin Yi unlimited power; Maybe people will be inspired with unprecedented talents under a strong pressure environment. Lin Yi cured 5 or 6 at a time.

When the people lying on the ground gradually recovered their breathing and pulse, Lin Yi asked Han Ying to contact the municipal hospital to pick them up. Although they were alive, they still needed to rest and recuperate.

"I've been notified long ago. I still need you to say." Han Ying looked at Lin Yi with a disdainful expression.

That's good, that's good, Lin Yi said silently in his heart.