Chen Fan looked at Cui Jie and asked, "You've been giving her a lot of tonics during this time, haven't you?"
Cui Jie's expression froze, then she quickly nodded, "Because she has leukemia, her body has always been very weak, and she's anemic, so I bought her a lot of nourishing medicinal herbs and food."
Chen Fan said, "That's right. The medicine I prescribed for her was originally meant to supplement and balance Xiao Ling'er's internal nutritional components. You then gave her those tonics, which is why she had a nosebleed. But there's no need to worry about this."
Lian Wenxin angrily reprimanded, "Dr. Chen, what are you saying? No need to worry? She's unconscious now. Who knows if you're just spouting nonsense? If anything happens to the patient, how will you explain it to the hospital!"
Seeing that Chen Fan was in trouble, Lian Wenxin was also inwardly excited.
He had stumbled in front of Chen Fan several times, so he naturally wished to see Chen Fan fall into misfortune sooner rather than later.
However, Chen Fan paid no attention to Lian Wenxin at all.
This made Lian Wenxin's embarrassed face flush red, but a hint of anger also appeared in his eyes.
He had already decided that he must blow this matter up until Chen Fan was kicked out of the hospital.
Just then, Chen Fan took out a silver needle and pricked the Renzhong acupoint on Xiao Ling'er. A drop of black blood flowed out from the Renzhong acupoint.
As this drop of black blood flowed out, Xiao Ling'er's nose, which had been bleeding profusely, suddenly stopped.
"It's stopped, no more bleeding!" Cui Jie exclaimed with unconcealable excitement.
The doctors and nurses standing at the door also tiptoed, wanting to see what was happening inside.
Lian Wenxin, who had intended to make a fuss about the nosebleed, opened his mouth but couldn't utter another word.
Chen Fan picked up the silver needle again and had Qin Shuran lay Xiao Ling'er flat on Chen Fan's desk. To make Xiao Ling'er more comfortable, Chen Fan even took off his white coat and placed it on the desk as a cushion.
With the silver needle flashing in his hand, Chen Fan accurately inserted needles into Xiao Ling'er's head, forehead, neck, limbs, and torso.
Liu Qianze, standing by, looked at this scene with disdain, "Shuran, how could you fall for such a low-class doctor? He's just putting on a show. Being with him will only drag you down sooner or later."
"Traditional Chinese Medicine treating leukemia? It's unheard of. I think TCM is no different from witchcraft; it's simply a pseudoscience."
Chen Fan heard Liu Qianze's words and said sternly, "You can be ignorant of TCM, but you cannot insult it."
Liu Qianze retorted dismissively, "So what if I insult it? If TCM were truly that powerful, how could Western medicine have developed? My doctoral supervisor once said that TCM is nothing more than some charlatans who pretend to be divine."
Chen Fan's expression gradually turned cold.
"Dr. Chen, I advise you to admit your mistake as soon as possible and try to gain the forgiveness of the patient's family. That way, the hospital can deal with you leniently," Lian Wenxin also pretended to advise kindly.
Chen Fan glanced at Lian Wenxin, "I haven't done anything wrong, why should I seek the forgiveness of the patient's family?"
Lian Wenxin said, "Dr. Chen, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. At this point, if the patient dies, you might even be held criminally responsible."
Hearing their words, Cui Jie also began to feel a little uneasy and asked Chen Fan, "Dr. Chen, is Xiao Ling'er really okay?"
Qin Shuran also looked at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with worry.
"She's fine," Chen Fan replied with just two words.
Then, using a special technique, he manipulated several silver needles on Xiao Ling'er's body.
Lian Wenxin, seeing that Chen Fan still refused to stop, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes as he took out his phone and sent a text message.
About ten minutes later, Chen Fan finally stopped, but a lot of sweat had appeared on his forehead.
This was the first time Chen Fan had used this acupuncture technique, and it consumed even more mental energy than the Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Earth Needle.
Although his physical strength could keep up now, his mental energy was still lacking. Performing this technique was indeed somewhat strenuous.
"Chen Fan, are you alright?" Qin Shuran noticed Chen Fan's discomfort and asked with concern.
Chen Fan shook his head slightly and reached out to remove all the silver needles from Xiao Ling'er.
"What's going on here? Why are you all standing here instead of being at your posts?" However, at this moment, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly rang out from the doorway.
Upon hearing the voice, the doctors and nurses at the door quickly parted to make way.
Seeing the person who arrived, Lian Wenxin's face immediately lit up with joy, and he quickly went to greet him, "Director Luo, you've finally arrived."
The person who arrived was none other than the director of the psychiatric hospital, Luo Yongtang.
Luo Yongtang asked, "Director Lian, you texted me to come. What happened?"
Lian Wenxin hurriedly explained the course of events with embellishments, even claiming that Cui Jie had been misled by Chen Fan to come for treatment.
Hearing about TCM treating leukemia, Luo Yongtang was also taken aback. He had never heard of such a thing.
He couldn't help but frown and look at Chen Fan, "Dr. Chen, is what Director Lian said true? Did you really say you would use acupuncture to treat this child's leukemia?"
Chen Fan replied, "Acupuncture alone is naturally not enough; it must be combined with herbal medicine. Within a month, her illness will be cured."
Lian Wenxin excitedly pointed at Chen Fan, "Director, did you hear that? Did you hear that? Treating leukemia with TCM! If this gets out, we'll be laughed at by the entire medical system!"
Liu Qianze also said, "Director Luo, keeping such a low-class doctor in the hospital will eventually implicate you too."
"Moreover, the patient was bleeding and unconscious. Not only did this Dr. Chen not send her to the hospital, but he insisted on performing acupuncture. In my opinion, the little girl is likely beyond saving."
"Mom."
However, just as Liu Qianze finished speaking, a faint voice sounded from Chen Fan's desk.
Suddenly, the entire room fell silent. Everyone thought they had misheard and quickly turned their gaze to Xiao Ling'er on the desk.
At this moment, Xiao Ling'er had opened her bright eyes. Her little face was rosy, not at all like a sick child.
"Xiao Ling'er!" Cui Jie excitedly hugged Xiao Ling'er on the desk.
Then she quickly asked Xiao Ling'er, "Xiao Ling'er, how do you feel?"
Xiao Ling'er tilted her head, felt herself, and then said with great joy, "Mom, my knees don't hurt anymore, and my arms don't hurt either! I also don't feel like sleeping so much."
Cui Jie was surprised, "Really?"
"Mm!" Xiao Ling'er nodded heavily and actually jumped down from the desk.
One should know that leukemia patients always have a low-grade fever, are weak, and suffer from joint pain. Normally, if Xiao Ling'er jumped from this height, she would inevitably fall to the ground.
Cui Jie quickly tried to stop her, but it was too late. Xiao Ling'er's feet had already landed.
The next scene made the anxious Cui Jie's eyes widen, because Xiao Ling'er was standing steadily on the ground, and even happily spun around twice in place.