Director Huang was shocked, there was someone in the hospital, in full view of everyone, who wanted to pull out the life-saving tube, didn't that speed up Secretary Wang's death?

This is a big problem, and he can't bear it!

He ran over in two steps and pushed Fang Chuan hard, but found that he was like pushing a stone, and the other party didn't move at all.

He exclaimed, "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Director Huang, this is the doctor we invited, and he is treating Lao Wang. When Liu Shulan spoke, she had no confidence.

Fang Chuan glanced at this Director Huang, nodded and said, "I am the doctor they hired, now I want to treat the disease, please stay away from me." ”

"No!" Director Huang was even more furious, "It's just nonsense, if something happens, who will be responsible?!"

Fang Chuan looked at this Director Huang lightly: "I'm in charge, okay?"

"You?" Director Huang sneered, "I think you're still a minor, don't be kidding." Are you a doctor, do you have a medical license? How many years have you been reading and how many years have you been sick?"

He asked a series of questions, and everyone looked at Fang Chuan, as if they wanted to get an answer.

Fang Chuan shrugged: "I dropped out of high school without graduating, and I only started treating people this year." ”

"You're quite honest!" Director Huang had already determined that Fang Chuan was a liar, and waved his hand and said, "You give me out, if you move my patient again, I will call someone!"

Fang Chuan looked at Wang Weidong: "Brother Wang, what do you say?"

Wang Weidong hurriedly walked out and said to Director Huang: "Director Huang, I understand your feelings, but you also said that my father only has a chance to survive, which is equivalent to giving my father an ultimatum." ”

He paused for a moment and pointed at Fang Chuan: "Don't look at his young age, but he has the ability, if something happens, I will be responsible." ”

When Director Huang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head.

But at this time, Wang Changlin also stood up and said, "Xiao Huang, you just give us a bottom, is there no way for you?"

"This ......" Director Huang sighed and finally nodded, "There is basically no way." ”

"That's good. Wang Changlin gritted his teeth and said, "Then let this Fang Chuan try, if something goes wrong, I will take responsibility." ”

Director Huang knew Wang Changlin's identity, and when he heard Wang Changlin say so, what else did he have to say?

He had no choice but to take a step back and said, "Okay, I'll just watch here, and I'll see what means he can cure Secretary Wang!"

Fang Chuan glanced at Director Huang, smiled faintly, and then directly pulled out the drip tube on Secretary Wang's wrist, and then pressed one hand on Secretary Wang's chest, and gently rubbed it up in a special rhythmic way.

This looks a bit like Tuina, but in fact, it is a healing technique, and it is a common means used by monks during the Qi refining period to heal people's injuries.

Now the massage in traditional Chinese medicine has almost evolved from this, but because there is no true qi, it cannot be moved, and it does not have a strong perception ability, so it is not as capable as one ten-thousandth of this 'qi therapy'.

Fang Chuan's seemingly ordinary kneading was to give full play to his perception ability, and then used his true qi to wash and penetrate Secretary Wang's blood.

Secretary Wang's injuries were due to the violent impact, which caused serious damage to the internal organs, so Director Huang was unable to return to the sky.

Fang Chuan just cured Secretary Wang's internal organs with true qi and 'qi healing techniques' to get him out of danger.

With his current state, treating an endangered person is simply exhausting and exhausting, and the clothes on his body will be wet after a while.

"What?" Director Huang is a Western doctor, but he has been immersed in the medical field for many years, and he has also seen many Chinese medicine experts, and he has also seen the clever massage.

But as soon as Fang Chuan made a move, he had a special charm, which seemed to be even more wonderful than the massage of those old Chinese medicine doctors.

Moreover, they could even see a trace of white mist emanating from Secretary Wang's body. Fang Chuan's body was even more sweaty.

In Director Huang's mind, a word immediately appeared: "Qigong!"

Qigong was all the rage in China for more than 30 years, but later the government banned it, ostensibly because of the fraud of fake qigong masters.

But in fact, it is because the person who practices qigong wants to apprentice to the teacher, and once the apprentice is apprenticed, an organization is formed, and the government cannot supervise the formation of an organization.

Therefore, in a fit of rage, the government directly banned qigong, and after ten or twenty years of propaganda, almost no one believed in the existence of qigong.

Director Huang was a person who came over from that era, and he suddenly remembered this and understood that only the legendary special qigong could save Secretary Wang.

He was a little excited, he used to know from some old Chinese medicine practitioners at the expert meeting of Chinese and Western medicine that some Chinese medicine families have a medical family Qigong inheritance.

With Yijia Qigong, the most mysterious acupuncture and massage in Chinese medicine will play the greatest role.

"I didn't expect to see such a successor here!" Director Huang was excited, seeing the scene in front of him, he didn't think that Fang Chuan was a liar, on the contrary, he also began to think that Fang Chuan was a master.

Such an idea also appeared in Wang Changlin, because he was also a person of that era, and he also organized an action to suppress qigong.

His tears suddenly flowed down, and he was very excited.

Everyone was quiet, and after about half an hour, they saw Fang Chuan stop.

"Whew-" Fang Chuan let out a heavy breath, this time almost exhausting the true qi in his body, and he was half exhausted.

He didn't have the strength under his feet, so he sat down on the hospital bed and breathed for a while before he opened his eyes and said, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!"

"Did you succeed?" Liu Shulan was so excited that her lips trembled.

Wang Changlin also walked up and asked in a respectful tone, "Little brother, is my son out of danger?"

Fang Chuan waved his hand and said to Director Huang: "You are a doctor, you can check it, I'll go rest for a while, I'm tired to death!"

"I'll help you!" Wang Weidong hurriedly came over, helped Fang Chuan, and walked to the side.

He only found out that the sweat on Fang Chuan's body almost wet his clothes, and then he knew how hard Fang Chuan was, which moved him.

After a while, Director Huang finished the examination and exclaimed, "The patient's vital signs have returned to normal! His internal organs were ruptured before, how is this possible? Now he only has external injuries, no internal injuries, oh my God!"

"It's so good!" Liu Shulan cried with joy.

Wang Changlin was trembling with excitement at first, then ran in front of Fang Chuan in a few steps, bent his knees suddenly, and was about to kneel: "Little brother Fang Chuan, I thank you!"

"My God!" Fang Chuan was startled, he didn't expect this old man to be really temperamental, so he hurriedly held him up, "Old man, how can I stand it if you kneel down, it's just a loss of my life!"