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The actual surgery didn't take long, and soon the door to the emergency room opened.
Ye Ling didn't go back; he just stayed outside the room.
The doctor took off his mask and came over, excitedly saying to him, "Thank you, Mr. Ye, the surgery was very successful! If you hadn't stopped the bleeding and used Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles to block his pain, we wouldn't have been so successful!"
Ye Ling just nodded casually; he didn't think stopping the bleeding was anything miraculous.
The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles were very rare and belonged to the realm of Chinese medicine. The doctor was a surgeon and should have been trained in Western medicine, yet unexpectedly, he also recognized it.
Ye Ling looked at him and asked, "Have you specifically studied Chinese medicine? I didn't expect that you would recognize the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles."