The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1674

Handing Sean the tools he needed was the best response.

Sean, who had received silver needles number three to nine, pierced the acupoints in Uriah's chest, abdomen, and

face with the silver needles as he waved his right hand.

Sean's hand movements were so fast that the hospital director could not see them clearly.

However, the hospital director noticed that the silver needle stabbed into Uriah's acupoints kept vibrating slightly,

stimulating the nerves without any sign of stopping.

"Special needle treatment? Is this traditional medicine?" The hospital director asked.

"Yes, it's traditional medicine," Zander answered for Sean.

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"Traditional medicine is outdated, and many of its treatments have no basis in modern medicine," The hospital

director said proudly.

"The so-called no basis is only because the mystery hasn't been discovered. Besides, it doesn't matter. What

matters is whether the problem is eventually solved and the person is saved!" Zander said with emphasis.

Zander spoke rudely, but what he said made sense. It bothered Zander, but he could not argue further.

Sean lifted his hands and applied pressure to Uriah's body with special needle treatment, especially around the

wound.

"What are you doing now?" The hospital director continued asking.

Zander could not answer him this time. He did not understand either.

Sean said flatly, "When the human body is poisoned, your immune system automatically kicks in and fights against

the toxin. During this process, human organs and tissues would naturally produce some changes different from

ordinary people..."

"You can find it and diagnose it through touch and other ways. With special needle treatment, you can stimulate

nearby acupoints with pressure so that the toxins can accumulate in a certain place."

"What's the theory?" The hospital director asked again.

"Theory, theory, theory. Can't you ask something else?" Zander snapped, unable to stand it anymore.

However, the hospital director looked at Sean stubbornly, waiting for Sean to give him an answer.

Sean glanced at the hospital director before saying earnestly, "I don't know the theory. I learned from trial and

error on many wounded and poisoned companions. Generally speaking, I don't know why it works, but I know it

works."

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The hospital director laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. However, he thought Sean was right

after laughing.

Was modern medicine not moving from the unknown to the known?

Was the medical knowledge and medical experience be accumulated not based on trial and error?

The modern medical theories that existed today would have been indistinguishable from witchcraft in the eyes of

people from two or three hundred years ago.

Realizing this, the hospital director instantly stopped laughing.

Sean slowly said, "I've been in many wars, and I always experience comrades wounded or poisoned in war without

immediate treatment. Under that circumstance, I could only treat them myself. That's how I got my medical skills."

"Of course, I also read some medical books and knowledge of traditional medicine later on. If you insist on an

answer, there's a vital energy flowing in the human body."