pertwk Chapter 931 Suicide Disease
Chapter 931 Suicide Disease
Chapter 931 Suicide Disease
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Yin-Yang Nine Needles is an acupuncture method specially used for pain relief. Minghui has used it many times, and the effect is very good.
But this time the effect was unsatisfactory. After the injection, the patient only took a breath before convulsing again, staring at Minghui and growling:
"You can't cure it... why don't you let me die!"
"I will heal you!"
Minghui gritted his teeth, removed all the needles, and replaced them with a new type of needle——
Electroacupuncture!
Minghui is not an incompetent person. He also knows how to keep pace with the times. He combined the traditional acupuncture therapy with modern medicine to create a new type of acupuncture method, which is the electroacupuncture therapy he will use soon.
Electro-acupuncture therapy refers to a treatment method in which a small amount of low-frequency pulse current is passed through an electro-acupuncture machine on the needles piercing the acupuncture points of the human body.
The required equipment includes two parts: filiform needle and electroacupuncture machine.
Sometimes in order to concentrate the discharge on the needle tip, a layer of high-strength insulating varnish can be applied to the needle body, and the varnish at the needle tip can be scraped off before use.
This is what Minghui used at this time. On the basis of acupuncture and moxibustion, a small amount of low-frequency current was passed through, and the therapeutic effect gradually appeared.
After doing this, Minghui had the opportunity to wipe off his sweat, and glanced at the glass operating room. Omar Jie hadn't come out yet, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Maybe, there is still a chance to win?
But he didn't dare to be careless, he hurriedly wrote a prescription and sent someone to fetch the medicine.
In order to enhance the effect, Minghui deliberately lengthened the time for retaining the needles. After the medicine was boiled, the needles were brought over and the patients were given the medicines.
After a while, the patient stopped howling, the pain was relieved, and he lay on the bed panting heavily.
"Nimma, I'm so exhausted that my voice is hoarse!"
Minghui asked, "Does it still hurt now?"
The patient rolled his eyes and said, "Of course it doesn't hurt, otherwise can I talk to you properly?"
Although he was choked, Minghui was in a good mood, and gestured to the host:
"Host, I'm fine here."
The host asked in surprise, "Are you sure?"
Minghui nodded: "Definitely."
The host looked at the time: "President Ming, the time you spent was 1 hour, 17 minutes and 26 seconds."
"It's done!"
Under the stage, Zhou Ronghao clenched his fist and swung it vigorously, venting the frustration in his heart.
Hua Lao, Qiu Yehong, Ming Yueru and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha, President Ming's medical skills are superb, at this moment, it should be recorded in the annals of history!"
Qin Shousheng was beaming with joy, as if he had won, but Zhou Ronghao immediately recognized his words.
"That's right. It's very rare to be able to compete on the same stage with a Nobel Prize winner, let alone ahead of Omar. Chairman Ming has lived up to expectations!"
The Western medicine side was dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? Is Chinese medicine so miraculous that it is faster than Mr. Omar?"
"It's not fair. The man's symptoms are obviously milder than the woman's. Mr. Omar underestimated the enemy!"
"Look, Mr. Omar is out!"
At this moment, Omar came out of the operating room, took off his mask and said, "Moderator, the operation is over, it's time to start the timer."
The host faltered: "Mr. Omar, you are three seconds behind Chairman Ming..."
This is awkward.
Omar froze for a moment, then widened his eyes and said: "Impossible, how is this possible, I am in very good condition today, the operation went very smoothly, how could it be three seconds late?!"
Minghui smiled and said, "Mr. Omar, I'm sorry, I'm in very good shape today."
The host hesitated and said, "Three seconds is almost negligible, how about a tie between the two?"
Minghui immediately objected, "Host, there must be rules for the competition, you can't fight with each other, if I'm three seconds behind, will you call it a draw?"
The host laughed awkwardly: "We are a country of etiquette, should we be more magnanimous!"
Ming Fai firmly opposes:
"It's a big deal, don't let it go!"
The host's face immediately turned black, which was inconsistent with the leader's order, and she didn't know how to host it next.
At this time Omar suddenly said: "I don't need you to give in, and you can't win."
Minghui's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Omar, although you are a Nobel Prize winner, you can't act recklessly. This is Huaxia, so don't bully others too much under the watchful eyes of everyone!"
Minghui's few words immediately aroused the patriotism of some people, and they all shouted:
"President Ming is right, this is Huaxia, not a place for you to run wild!"
"Chinese medicine is awesome! President Ming is awesome!"
If it was normal, Minghui would be furious when he heard these foul words, but now he was full of complacency,
"See, this is the backbone of my Chinese people. Mr. Omar had better think clearly."
Omar grinned and said:
"President Ming, I didn't bully others, if you don't believe me, see for yourself."
Minghui sneered, "What am I looking at... what the hell!"
He said he didn't want to look at it, but he turned his head to look instinctively. It didn't matter if he looked at it, Minghui's complexion suddenly changed, and he was stunned.
I saw that the patient, who was fine just now, suddenly twitched his body, obviously trying to endure it, but he couldn't bear it, and after only holding on for a few seconds, he couldn't help screaming:
"Ah! It hurts to death!"
"This...why is this happening?"
Minghui's face turned ashen in an instant, but Omar grinned and said, "Because your medicine is not suitable for the patient, you blindly prescribe the medicine without knowing the patient's illness, am I right?"
Minghui blurted out: "Then what disease did you say he was suffering from?"
"CPR**********RS?"
Minghui still couldn't understand.
Omar seemed to be in a good mood, and he explained patiently: "This disease is also known as "the most painful disease in the world". According to the McGill pain scale, this pain belongs to the highest level, including childbirth, cancer, and amputation. It doesn't hurt at all!"
"what!"
Everyone is dumbfounded, does it hurt a woman to give birth?
Don't be so scary!
"But why didn't the man act as strongly as the woman at the beginning?"
The beautiful host asked curiously.
Omar laughed: "Everyone's tolerance to pain is different. It varies from person to person. People with strong willpower will show less pain."
"That is to say, the pain is not light, but he is actually enduring it?"
"It's holding back. In fact, the woman is also holding back, but she is not as patient as this man, so she screams very loudly!"
This time it was Liu Yang who explained for Omar.
"I have read reports about this. It is said that this disease is not only painful, but also causes severe pain when eating, dressing, and even breathing!"
"Then what exactly is this disease called?"
"Complex Regional Pain Syndrome!"
Omar said: "The cause of CPRS is unknown, but the body will produce severe pain. The pain classification is even worse than childbirth and cancer. Even ordinary daily life is like living in torture. A large number of patients can't stand this kind of life. The torment of the patient chooses to commit suicide, so it is also called "suicide disease".
"President Ming, do you still think you can be cured?"
Minghui's face turned ashen instantly.
(End of this chapter)