Summit Farmer-Chapter 37 - Save the Dying
37: Save the Dying
37: Save the Dying
Editor: _Lunaelle, The_Dreamweavers
Bennett pulled Peter into the operating room.
He didn’t know what Bennett was thinking, but he quickly found himself pushed in front of the sickbed.
“Hurry!
Save my father!” Bennett was already incoherent.
He didn’t know if Peter could save someone, but Bennett’s actions were just spontaneous.
“Bennett Thompson, what are you doing?
Your father is gone.
Let the old man rest in peace!”
Kiran’s voice was heavy as he growled at Bennett.
Peter looked around for a moment and noticed that Kiran’s eyes filled with tears.
However, at this time, Peter wanted to see Mr.
Thompson’s condition.
He quickly grabbed the patient’s right hand, and his finger found the pulse.
“Make way!
There’s still hope!” he yelled at Bennett.
“There’s still hope!”
The words sounded like a bomb exploding in the room, shocking everyone.
“Get out of the way!” Bennett heard this and pushed people aside.
He then looked at Peter and said, “Please, save my father!”
“What nonsense are you talking about?
Who are you?” A middle-aged doctor spoke with a heavy voice.
He was clearly unhappy about Peter’s claim that there was hope.
Of course, Peter understood the doctors’ thoughts.
They had tried their best and still couldn’t save the patient.
They wouldn’t be happy to hear that there was hope.
At this moment, Peter didn’t want to say more.
After checking the pulse, he knew that there was still a breath of life left in the patient.
If that breath were to disappear, it would be too late.
He had no time to think now.
The only thing he could do was to hold on to that breath and try to save the patient.
He took out the prepared silver needles, not caring about everyone’s thoughts, and quickly inserted them.
After inserting a few silver needles, Peter flicked one of them.
It trembled, and soon all the needles were trembling.
Having done this, Peter checked the patient’s pulse once again and sighed with relief, “The vital energy is suspended.
Now we just need to heal the injuries.”
At this moment, everyone saw the previously motionless instrument suddenly come to life.
The most shocked were the old military doctors.
Their eyes were fixed on the instrument, choking back the words they wanted to say.
“How is this possible?!” The middle-aged doctor who had just shouted looked in amazement at the instrument.
“My silver needles are not enough.
Can anyone get some more?” Peter asked Bennett at this time.
“Hurry, get the silver needles quickly!” the old military doctor shouted.
Soon, a doctor brought more silver needles.
Peter didn’t care what others thought and removed the sand cloth from the patient’s head, revealing several wounds.
“You!”
Kiran wanted to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak.
At this moment, everyone watched as Peter inserted silver needles one by one into the patient’s head.
Indeed, in everyone’s eyes, Peter’s silver needles seemed to be flying.
In an instant, the patient’s head was filled with a hundred and eight silver needles of various sizes.
When the last needle was inserted, everyone was shocked to see blood seeping out of the wounds.
Grabbing a cotton ball, Peter wiped the patient’s head.
As he wiped, he turned to Reuben and said, “Bring my herbal medicine quickly.”
“Alright!”
Reuben, also stunned, heard Peter’s request and immediately rushed out.
It wasn’t long before the bleeding stopped.
Although there were bruises and cuts from the impact of wounds and knife edges, everyone could clearly see that the wounds that had been bleeding had stopped.
At this time, Peter continued to twist the silver needles inserted in the patient’s head.
No one else knew, but Peter was using True Qi to stimulate the silver needles to supplement the patient’s vital energy.
After twisting one needle, Peter used both hands to twist the remaining ten needles simultaneously.
Just as this was happening, something more surprising occurred.
The patient, who was originally pale, began to regain color in his face.
By this time, everyone realized that Peter could save the patient.
No one dared to make a sound, and the room was silent.
“Peter, how do we use the herbal medicine?”
Peter took a medicine jar and quickly placed the herbs inside it.
Everyone watched as Peter performed a strange action.
When he picked up a piece of herbal medicine, he didn’t put the whole piece into it.
Instead, he selected a section of the herb and threw it into the jar.
In this way, a piece of various herbs was placed in the medicine jar.
It was clear that Peter had chosen a particular part of each herb to use.
Once the jar was full, Peter asked the old doctor, “Can you help me decoct it?”
“Sue, go and decoct the medicine according to the requirements!” The old doctor told a young female doctor.
“Use infusion saline.
When it’s done, bring it here,” Peter added.
“Hurry!” The old doctor shouted.
“I’ll go with them.”
At this moment, Reuben didn’t trust the others and ran out after them.
Then, Peter took some herbal medicine and sprinkled it directly over the patient’s wounds.
Soon, the herbal medicine covered the wounds.
After completing this task, Peter quickly moved and inserted more needles into the various areas of the patient before twisting them again.
This time, Peter took longer to twist the needles, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
“The medicine is ready!”
At this moment, Reuben Taylor rushed in with the medicine jar.
Taking the jar, Peter also grabbed a large bowl Reuben had brought, poured the decoction into it, and said, “Physiological saline.”
A doctor had already prepared a bottle of physiological saline.
Peter poured some saline into the decoction, neutralized the medicinal solution, and then fed it to the patient.
No one opposed Peter’s actions at this time.
In fact, as far as they were concerned, the patient was already a dead person.
No matter what they did, they couldn’t change the situation.
However, Peter’s methods had shocked them, and they all wanted to see the results.
As the decoction was fed to the patient, everyone was astonished to see the previously breathless patient to begin showing signs of life.
Peter laid the patient back on the bed and checked his pulse once more before quickly moving the remaining silver needles.
Soon, all the silver needles were removed.
