Ling Tian clearly rejected the doctor's suggestion. In fact, Ling Tian's true essence was sufficient to maintain the old man's bodily functions for an entire day, and his recovery speed was much faster than what was stated.
The real problem lay in the second point Ling Tian mentioned: injecting true essence into another person's body would also lead to drug resistance.
Once or twice was acceptable, but with more frequent occurrences, the patient's body and the doctor's true essence would develop some rejection reactions. These rejection reactions could even pose a life-threatening risk.
Upon hearing this, everyone became disappointed again. They had thought there would be a breakthrough, but it turned out to be an illusion.
"What should we do next?"
"Let the old gentleman take these medicines!"
Ling Tian said, taking out some prepared medicinal solutions from the medicine box and having the medical staff administer them to the old man.
"These seem to be tonics and nutritional solutions... Can the old gentleman absorb them?" Director Zhang asked hesitantly.
"Yes, I just used my true qi to clear the old gentleman's meridians, and there is still some residual true qi in his body. He should feel very hungry now. Giving him these nutritional solutions at this time will allow for excellent absorption!" Ling Tian explained.
"Then, when can the surgery be performed?" Dean Wu asked.
"In about two hours. By then, the nutritional medicines will have been absorbed sufficiently, and the old gentleman's vital signs will have stabilized. We can then proceed with the next step of treatment. I need to seize this time to recover my strength. Please find me a quiet room and do not disturb me!"
"Alright, I'll arrange it immediately..."
Ling Tian was led into an adjacent room. The room was very luxuriously decorated, clearly intended for receiving visiting family members.
Ling Tian lay directly on the bed and began to rest with his eyes closed.
Two hours later, without even waiting for the attendant to call him, Ling Tian opened his eyes and returned to the office next to the ICU.
"How is it, Dean Wu? What is the patient's condition?"
"The old gentleman was in good spirits just now and had a good appetite. He ate something and even spoke with his family for a while. He should be asleep now!"
"Very good. Then let's not delay. Let's start the next treatment immediately!"
Ling Tian entered the ICU ward again. He first took out some ordinary silver needles and inserted them into the old man's head. Immediately after, a surge of true essence entered the old man's body. Before long, he had completely fallen into a coma.
Ling Tian was using traditional Chinese acupuncture for anesthesia, cutting off the transmission of pain nerves without affecting other bodily functions. This was something Western anesthetic methods could not achieve.
After the old man had completely fallen into a coma, Ling Tian took out a specially made tungsten alloy silver needle.
He turned the old man's head to one side with his left hand, held the needle in his right hand, and without hesitation, inserted it into the back of the old man's head.
Ling Tian's needle insertion was both fast and precise. Those in the adjacent office, watching through the high-definition, high-speed camera in the ICU, were so startled their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests. Some members of the Lu family present almost rushed in. They even felt that Ling Tian was not treating the patient but killing him!
To stab such a vital spot as the back of the head without even looking, who could endure that?
Just as some people were becoming anxious and on the verge of an outburst, Director Zhang spoke.
"Everyone, please remain calm. Ling Tian's acupuncture technique has reached the pinnacle. Rest assured, he knows what he's doing. If you don't believe me, look at these data. The old gentleman's physical indicators are still very stable and normal!"
Everyone immediately looked up at the screen. A series of data were all green. This was different from stocks; green on hospital instruments indicated normal. If it turned red, it would be troublesome.
Ling Tian indeed had everything under control. The silver needle in his hand accurately pierced the diseased area. The very tip of the needle touched the shrapnel in the old man's brain.
The force he applied was exquisitely precise. If he had exerted even a little more force, it would have caused the shrapnel to shift, leading to immeasurable damage to the old man's brain.
In fact, Ling Tian's needle insertion was not entirely based on feel. He also used his divine eye technique, through which he could accurately see the position where the silver needle was inserted.
When he felt it was about right, Ling Tian quickly injected fire-attribute true essence into the old man's body through the silver needle.
Ling Tian condensed all his true essence into a single point, which was even thinner than the diameter of the silver needle.
This extremely fine true essence instantly generated a temperature of over 2000 degrees Celsius.
The shrapnel, which had been in the old man's body for decades, was already corroded beyond recognition. Upon encountering such high temperatures, it dissolved almost instantly. The dissolved residue was then immediately enveloped by ice-attribute true essence. Before the high temperature could dissipate, it was instantly neutralized by the ice-attribute true essence.
At this point, the diseased area was completely destroyed. Ling Tian then began to inject true essence into the diseased area again. Large amounts of true essence, combined with the nutritional medicines the old man had consumed earlier, caused the surrounding cells to divide and generate new tissue, filling the scorched diseased area.
The entire treatment process lasted more than ten minutes before Ling Tian withdrew the silver needles.
"Doctor Ling Tian, how is it? If you feel strained, please rest for a while!" Dean Wu shouted to Ling Tian through the ICU intercom system. He could see that Ling Tian was very strained, with steam even rising from his head.
Ling Tian turned his head with a smile and gave everyone a thumbs-up, reassuring them.
Everyone's eyes were now fixed on the large screen. Fortunately, the numerical values on the screen, except for a slight increase in white blood cells and platelets, were all within the normal range.
Ling Tian then repeated the process, inserting silver needles into other diseased areas of the old man's body.
More than two hours later, Ling Tian withdrew all the silver needles.
When he exited the ICU ward, other doctors immediately pushed the old man for examination. Soon, the results came out, and everyone was shocked. It turned out that all the shrapnel in the old man's body had been removed. The original diseased areas had their inflammatory tissue almost completely subsided, and in some places, medical imaging could not even detect that there had been an injury there.
"A miracle! This is simply a miracle. The medical lineage is truly incredible!" Director Zhang exclaimed incessantly.
"Yes, we were truly frogs at the bottom of a well. We never imagined that the traditional Chinese medicine left by our ancestors was indeed a treasure!"
Meanwhile, Su Deshang's face was ashen, and his heart was filled with bitterness.