Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Everyone turned to look outside the door, and the young nurse was looked at like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"What happened to Old Zeng?" Director Wang asked, standing up.

"Expert Zeng suddenly fainted and has been sent to the emergency department. The vice president wants you to go and take a look!" the nurse repeated.

"Everyone, the assessment is over now, so I'll head over there!" Director Wang greeted everyone and quickly walked towards the door.

"By the way, Ye Chen, why don't you come and take a look too!" Director Wang stopped and turned to look at Ye Chen.

He always felt that Ye Chen had a certain inexplicable quality about him.

Although Ye Chen acted very low-key today, his reasoning was very accurate, and he remained calm throughout, not at all like a newcomer to the industry.

Especially with Ye Chen's acupuncture, Director Wang always had the feeling that he seemed to be deliberately slowing down his movements.

Because there are still traces to be found in people's deliberate behavior.

Ye Chen's acupuncture skills during the assessment were comparable to those of some veterans.

If Ye Chen was deliberately slowing down his movements, then Director Wang didn't dare to think any further about what Ye Chen's true skill level was.

Because the result was too unbelievable.

Of course, his invitation to Ye Chen also served as a gesture of goodwill and a way to recruit talent.

Ye Chen, a practical talent with a family tradition of hard work, is exactly the kind of person they want to discover.

Moreover, Ye Chen seems to have connections with higher-ups, so recruiting him might not be a bad thing.

Upon hearing Director Wang's invitation, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement and following after him.

The assessment is over, so now that he's encountered this situation, he should go and take a look.

"Hiss—, Old Zeng has fainted? Let's go take a look!" The examiner with gold-rimmed glasses frowned and said.

The others nodded and followed Director Wang.

Old Xie had been waiting outside the door. Seeing everyone come out, he hurriedly stood up: "How did it go? Did you pass the test?"

"Old Xie, why haven't you left yet? We've passed by, but we've encountered a special situation, and we need to go check it out now!"

Ye Chen spoke concisely.

Old Xie could tell that something seemed to have happened, so he didn't ask any more questions and followed after them.

Ye Chen then quietly explained the general situation to Elder Xie.

The group quickly arrived at a resuscitation room in the emergency department.

An elderly man lay unconscious on a hospital bed, while two doctors frantically tried to treat him, surrounded by four or five other people.

"What's going on?" Director Wang asked.

"Director Wang, our preliminary diagnosis is a stroke, and we are preparing to perform a head CT scan!" a doctor replied, pausing what he was doing.

At this point, sweat was beading on his forehead; it was clearly a very difficult situation!

"Where is Director Li from the acupuncture department? Why didn't you call them over for a consultation at a time like this? This is ridiculous! Call them right now!" Director Wang frowned and scolded.

"Yes!" The nurse next to her hurriedly went to call for help.

Acupuncture is incredibly effective in stroke emergency care!

Although Director Wang had studied acupuncture, he wasn't very good at it in practice; after all, everyone has their own area of ​​expertise.

He stepped forward, took Zeng's pulse, and examined him, confirming that it was a stroke.

"Make two preparations: an immediate head CT scan, and get ready for intravenous thrombolysis. Urge Director Li to hurry up; it's extremely urgent!"

Director Wang shouted.

"Director Wang, I also know acupuncture, let me try!" Ye Chen stepped forward and said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all looked at Ye Chen.

The gold-rimmed examiner interrupted, "Ye Chen, now is not the time for you to show off. Although you passed the assessment, this is a difficult case, not a standard assessment!"

Ye Chen's performance was quite impressive, so the examiner with the gold-rimmed glasses meant well by reminding him.

If it's cured, everything is fine; if it's not cured, then the problem is serious.

Zeng's influence is considerable.

If the treatment goes wrong, it would be absolutely fatal for Ye Chen, a young man who has just started out.

The emergency room doctor next to him glanced at Ye Chen and asked, "You? Which department are you from? You're not from our hospital, are you?"

Ye Chen didn't have time to explain to him and looked at Director Wang: "This old gentleman's condition is urgent and cannot be delayed. If measures are not taken quickly, even if he wakes up, he will suffer serious aftereffects."

Director Wang's eyes lit up when he looked at Ye Chen: "Ye Chen, you know acupuncture for emergency treatment?"

Ye Chen answered succinctly: "Yes!"

At this moment, Elder Xie chimed in, "Brother Ye's acupuncture skills are superb! I saw it with my own eyes! He used acupuncture to save one of my old friends who was on the verge of death!"

Upon hearing Elder Xie's words, Director Wang felt reassured: "Alright, Ye Chen, you give it a try. Someone, quickly prepare the silver needles!"

Just then, someone interrupted, "Wait, I disagree!"

It was a girl who spoke up and interrupted.

"Oh, this is Zeng Yaqin, the granddaughter of the late Mr. Zeng, and also a doctor at our hospital!" Director Wang introduced her to Ye Chen.

"Yaqin, Brother Ye Chen's acupuncture skills are indeed quite good. The situation is urgent now, so I think we can let him give it a try," Director Wang said to Zeng Yaqin.

After all, she's a relative.

Zeng Yaqin coldly said, "So many doctors here haven't found a good solution, so when did it become his place as a young, handsome guy to speak? Does being handsome cure diseases?"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes. This girl's words were both awful and sweet. Should he get angry?

"What if something happens to my grandfather? Who will take responsibility? Let's wait for Director Li to come. The acupuncture department will be here soon!" Zeng Yaqin remained quite calm at this moment.

"This—" Director Wang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, "Alright!"

Ye Chen didn't say anything more and silently retreated.

The patient won't die anytime soon, so there's no point in going on and trying to save face.

Anyway, he has already shown the sincerity and attitude he was supposed to, and it was they who refused.

This is an emergency room equipped with a CT scanner. The doctors and nurses performed a CT scan on Dr. Zeng, confirming that he had suffered a stroke.

About three minutes later, a few people rushed over.

A doctor who didn't look very old but had white hair nodded to everyone as a greeting, and then quickly walked to the bedside.

"Director Li, please take a look at my grandfather right away!" Zeng Yaqin hurriedly said.

"It's confirmed to be a stroke!" Director Wang added from the side.

Director Li took a deep breath, hurriedly picked up the silver needles beside him, and began to perform acupuncture on Expert Zeng.

Director Li's needle-dropping speed was quite fast, and each drop was very rhythmic.

Soon, bloodletting was performed on the expert's philtrum, Baihui point, fingers, toes, and other areas.

Ye Chen nodded secretly; it seemed that Director Li was indeed quite capable.

The expert moved slightly and showed signs of waking up.

Those around them watched intently, their faces showing delight.

However, at this moment, Dr. Zeng's heart rate began to decline!

"What's going on?" Director Wang stared wide-eyed at the fluctuating machine readings.

But no one could answer him; how would they know what was going on?

"Director Li, are you even capable? Why is my grandfather's heart rate dropping so quickly!" Zeng Yaqin frowned.