C320 Mysterious Touch
C320 Mysterious Touch
However, his thoughts were different from Zhang Hongli's.
Three hours, three hundred seriously ill patients!
This was Zhang Yang's own idea, but China Television did not know about it.
Originally, from Zhang Hongli's point of view, this was an episode divided into ten days, with thirty patients being broadcast live for three hours a day. In this way, the mission was successfully completed.
If he knew Zhang Yang's thoughts, he would be so shocked that his mouth would not close. Not only would he not believe Zhang Yang's words, he would also try his best to stop him.
Of course, Zhang Yang didn't care about the opinions of others. Once the first patient's condition was checked out, everything would go according to plan, and there was no need to explain anything.
At this time, the nine patients came forward at the same time. Zhang Yang told them to choose a bed each and lie down.
His actions naturally attracted everyone's attention. Even Zhang Hongli, who was waiting for the results of the examination, was shocked.
Seeing nine patients at once?
The heck!
Can you stop joking around?
There was a commotion in the audience stands, but it did not cause any chaos. Everyone was talking about it as they glanced at the medical equipment from time to time, waiting for the results of the test.
Zhang Hongli, Luo Han, and Ning Xian all rushed over. When they wanted to say something, they were stopped by Hu Qing.
At this moment, Zhang Yang had already started to apply acupuncture. The second patient was septicemia, not leukemia, but septicemia, covered with a dense layer of red condyloma, even his feet and arms had started to fester, and it caused complications, heart failure, and the risk of death from suffocation at any time.
As long as it was a blood-type disease, it was very difficult to cure it completely. The hospital had already proven that he could not be cured. In other words, he just needed to go back and eat until he died.
The third patient, a neurological disorder, had all the nerves below the navel, had been paralyzed in bed for many years, and had now spread to the heart, where it was possible to die at any moment.
The fourth patient, advanced lung cancer, terminal disease!
The fifth patient, ankylosing spondylitis, incurable!
Sixth patient...
The terminal illness is either terminal or difficult. It is deemed incurable and can only wait for death.
Of course, Zhang Yang could easily cure any of these diseases. If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of shocking the world, he could cure them in minutes.
However, what he did not know was that treating nine patients at the same time, in the eyes of ordinary people, was also something that shocked the world. It was simply to the extreme.
This time, his acupuncture speed was even faster. Needles after needles were stabbed into his acupoints like a gale wind. He did not hesitate, nor did he slow down. They were as smooth as flowing water.
Twenty minutes later, all nine patients had finished applying their needles. After that, he introduced a touch of Star Power into each patient's body and then used the Spiritual Consciousness to guide them to start treating at the same time.
It was not that he was only using it for nine purposes, but the Spiritual Consciousness had been split into nine parts. Outsiders could not tell at all, only the continuously trembling silver needles buzzing like dragonflies.
Miraculous!
This was what everyone was thinking, especially Luo Han and Ning Xian, who were already staring at the silver needles with fanatical expressions. The gazes they shot at Zhang Yang were exactly the same as Hu Qing's back then, with green eyes.
This time, it took a good 15 minutes before it stopped. Zhang Yang instructed Luo Han and Ning Xian to pull out the needles while Hu Qing started writing the prescription.
At this moment, Zhang Hongli walked over quickly with an excited expression. Behind him were the three people of the middle-aged man's family.
Unlike the earlier expression of anxiety and fear, at this moment, the middle-aged man and his daughter both had incomparably excited expressions on their faces.
The woman had woken up. She was still sitting in the wheelchair. Her pale and bloodless face had turned red. Her dull gray eyes were full of life. Her face was filled with joy and excitement.
"Sir, thank you. Thank you so much …"
Before he could even get close, the middle-aged man pulled his daughter and kneeled down towards Zhang Yang. His voice, his tone, his expression … It was filled with indescribable gratitude and excitement.
Plop!
Suddenly, the woman in the wheelchair suddenly stood up and heavily kneeled on the ground. Her face was full of tears and she wanted to kowtow to Zhang Yang. Ling Jia, who was at the side, reacted quickly and supported the woman at the first moment.
The girl who was kneeling on the ground was crying even louder. She was crying and kowtowing at the same time. It was gratitude, joy, and indescribable respect.
"Godly Doctor, let me kowtow a few times for you. Thank you, thank you …"
The woman who was being supported by Ling Jia was also in tears. These words were from the heart of her family. They had no money and could only kowtow a few times to express their gratitude.
If it wasn't for Zhang Yang's diagnosis, her condition would not have lasted more than a few days. She wasn't afraid of death, but she really didn't want to be a burden to her family.
It was not an exaggeration to say that if she died, the family would be ruined, the husband would have to spend the rest of his life repaying his debt, and the daughter would drop out of school and even go astray.
And now, Zhang Yang had given her a second life!
Regardless of whether it was to her or to her family, Zhang Yang was their benefactor.
They were still poor, but now they were filled with hope again. They had no money and could not express their gratitude in any other way, so they could only kneel and kowtow.
The family of three burst into tears. The husband and daughter kept kowtowing, unable to pull them back.
Everyone in the stadium was infected by this scene.
Many of the men's eyes were red, while the women couldn't help but silently shed tears. They were moved, but most of them were shocked, happy, and incredulous.
There was no need to announce it. Even ordinary people could see that a woman's illness had actually been cured.
"Clap clap!"
"Pa Pa Pa …"
No one knew who gave the lead applause, but in an instant, the whole stadium was filled with applause. Everyone gave their most sincere applause to Zhang Yang and the family of three.
"Everyone, quickly get up!"
Zhang Yang quickly walked over and helped the three of them up. Although he was a cultivator, he never treated ordinary people like ants. And their kneeling also didn't make him feel any sense of superiority.
"Saving the dying and helping the injured is my duty, and this time, we are doing our best to treat everyone's illness. In the future, our Immortal Sanatorio will conduct free diagnostic activities from time to time."
This was the truth. Although Zhang Yang did not care about his own reputation, in order to strengthen his Longevity Manor, he still needed fame.
The location of Deathless Immortal Sanatorio was undoubtedly stopping many ordinary people from entering. Although the ones being healed were all rich and powerful people, it allowed the Immortal Sanatorio to have a great influence in the upper class, allowing them to quickly interweave into a network of people from various powers.
However, there would also be side effects.
China had a population of a few hundred million, and compared to this large population country, the proportion of rich people was still considered a small number. At the very least, whether it was Deathless Immortal Sanatorio or Deathless Immortal Sanatorio, their reputation as ordinary people would definitely not be much better.
This time, it was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to spread his reputation.
Furthermore, Zhang Yang had already made a decision just now. Once the Deathless Immortal Sanatorio increases, there would be enough conditions, and once there are enough doctors, he must conduct free diagnoses on a regular basis.
The middle-aged man and his family were filled with gratitude again. It was only when Ling Jia and a few employees came over and told them that there were still many patients waiting for treatment at the back that the family moved aside and sat down.
The nine patients had already finished drawing their needles. Accompanied by the medical personnel and their families, they excitedly rushed to the examination to check. The second batch of ten patients impatiently walked up and each of them very consciously chose a bed to lie on.
This time, Zhang Yang was even faster. Just as he finished the acupuncture and didn't even have the time to start the treatment, three patients on the other side had already finished their reviews.
The three of them didn't have a thorough check of the situation because before this, they were all sitting in a wheelchair with half their bodies paralyzed. The first thing they did after waking up was to recover a bit and be able to stand up and slowly walk.
This scene had deeply shocked everyone in the stadium.
There was no need to explain anything. No one was blind. Three patients who had been paralyzed for many years standing up was enough to explain everything.
Following that, one patient after another was cured, bringing the popularity of the free clinic to its peak.
Although every patient was treated quickly, although Zhang Yang treated ten patients at a time, but after three hours, there were still twenty patients who did not receive treatment.
However, the atmosphere on the stage could be described as fiery hot from beginning to end.
This time, the clinic was broadcasted live on Chinese TV. Zhang Hongli, who was beside her, was grinning from ear to ear. Three hours later, the viewership rating could be described as terrifying.
Furthermore, just now, he had received a call from his superior, telling him to delay this program as much as possible if possible.
In fact, if Zhang Yang was to continue making a diagnosis, he could do the same entire afternoon, and it would still be broadcast live.
Zhang Hongli did not inform Zhang Yang of all this because the initiative was not in his hands. Although there were still 20 patients who had not been treated, it would at most extend their treatment by half an hour.
Soon, 20 minutes later, all the patients had finished their treatment. The entire stadium quieted down after the medical equipment was checked.
Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked over. Once again, he saw many pairs of eager eyes. The only difference was that their expressions were no longer skeptical. Instead, they were now filled with respect, worship, and admiration.
Suddenly, that feeling that his soul was moved was like a wisp of misty smoke that touched him once again.
In an instant!
Zhang Yang was stunned. He wanted to grab it and push away the fog, but the moment this thought appeared, it disappeared in a flash like a frightened little fairy. No matter how he tried to sense it, he was still disappointed.
Zhang Yang heaved a long sigh. He wasn't sure what it was, but he was sure it was related to his state of mind, the scene in front of him, and the people in the stands.
However, it was unknown what it was.
Just as he was deep in thought, there was a commotion coming from the entrance of the stadium.