"Dean Chen!" Liu Baoquan hurriedly went to the old man's side to complain as if he had seen a savior, "You are finally here! There is a stinky boy here, and he has to treat Wang Dong's old man! If he is like this, where will he cure any disease? If he is cured to death, won't our hospital take this blame? You can quickly kick him out......

Chen Yizhen is the president of the First Hospital, and he is also one of the best saints in Hengzhou, specializing in traditional Chinese medicine.

When he came here, he also heard that Wang Dong's old man was in danger, so he came to take a look. In fact, before he came, he had already read the results of Wang Lao's examination. Although the results of the examination did not find the blocked blood vessels, the symptoms of myocardial infarction did appear, and this situation was the first time Chen Yizhen had seen it.

Even if he came here, he was not sure that he would be able to save Wang Lao, and when he came here, it was more to give Wang Cheng an explanation.

Knowing that Meng Chuan said that he could save Wang Lao, Chen Yizhen was also quite surprised. Look at Meng Chuan holding a milli needle, obviously using traditional Chinese medicine, but traditional Chinese medicine is not like Western medicine, it takes many years of experience to practice the four words "see, hear, listen and cut" thoroughly.

However, Chen Yizhen is not like Liu Baoquan who only thinks about himself after all, if this kid can really save Wang Lao, why not let him give it a try?

Thinking of this, Chen Yizhen asked in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou, let me introduce myself, the contemptible person is the director of this hospital, Chen Yizhen." Do you know all about Mr. Wang's condition?"

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "Understood." ”

"Then, how sure are you that you will be able to rescue people?" Chen Yizhen asked again.

Meng Chuan didn't think about it, and replied: "Eighty!?"

"Oh?!" Chen Yizhen raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that he was really a young man, and he was so proud? Even if he made his own move, he was only twenty percent sure of saving Wang Lao, and this young man actually said that there were eighty percent?!

"In that case, you can go and save it. But let's talk about it first, Wang Dong is also here, if you can't save people and die, you also have a share of the responsibility. ”

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "This is no problem. Since I said it can be saved, then it can be saved!"

Chen Yizhen smiled and said, "Okay, Xiaoyou, please give you the needle!"

"Dean, how can you let him do it?" he ......" Liu Baoquan wanted to speak, but was stopped by Chen Yizhen waving his hand.

Meng Chuan took out four needles, and they were still pierced into the two acupuncture points in the temple. After the four stitches, Wang Lao's condition was obviously eased, and the alarm sound of the medical device disappeared.

"Cut, bluffing stuff. The disease of myocardial infarction can only be cured by stents, how can it be cured by acupuncture?" Liu Baoquan snorted disdainfully, but in fact, he had no bottom in his own heart.

At this time, he could only hope that Meng Chuan could miss and kill Wang Lao, so that his face would be saved, and he would not have to take responsibility.

But as soon as he finished saying this, Chen Yizhen frowned and scolded: "Shut up!"

Because Chen Yizhen could see that Meng Chuan was proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion, and he couldn't do it without decades of hard practice, even if he did.

How can a young man have such a high level of medical skills?!

At this time, Meng Chuan had already taken out eight more needles, and went down in turn along the previously sealed acupuncture points, the wind gate, and the diaphragm......

Eight needles, stabbed by Meng Chuan almost at the same time, are not only fast, but also accurate!

In Meng Chuan's eyes, the cold qi in Wang Lao's body had been cut off by his twelve needles, sealed in a specific position, and could no longer flow.

Meng Chuan secretly pinched a finger, and the blood qi in his body gathered on his thumb and index finger.

This blood qi is also something produced in Meng Chuan's body after receiving the Demon Dao Doctor Saint Inheritance, similar to the Xuan Qi in the body of a cultivator. Meng Chuan had the inheritance of the Demon Dao Medical Saint in his mind, so he knew how to apply it.

Meng Chuan gently twisted the silver needle with these two fingers, and the blood qi flowed into Wang Lao's body along the silver needle, dispersing the cold qi in turn.

"Break!" In the end, Meng Chuan snorted lightly, twisted the last silver needle and flicked it, and the twelve silver needles trembled at the same time, removing the last bit of cold in Wang Lao's body.

In an instant, many people present felt a chill hit and shivered.

"Okay!" Chen Yizhen saw that Meng Chuan had finished applying the needle and had already begun to take the needle, and finally spoke, "First three closed and nine-fold needles, and finally end with trembling needles." These two acupuncture methods, even if you are a Chinese medicine practitioner, it is good to be able to master one, and this little miracle doctor is so young that he can master both at the same time, it is really rare!"

Meng Chuan finished collecting the needle, smiled slightly, and said, "Where, in front of Dean Chen, it's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

"If this is a small skill of carving insects, then who in the world dares to call himself a holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine?" Chen Yizhen smiled, and his impression of Meng Chuan changed a lot.

This young man is not only young, but also has good medical skills, and he is not as proud as he thinks, but he is much more humble than ordinary young people. Just now he said that he was eighty percent sure, I'm afraid it was not true, and he should be ten percent sure of Wang Lao's illness.

Wang Cheng was very impatient, and said to Meng Chuan: "Doctor Meng, my father is ......."

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Wang Dong, your father is fine, he should wake up soon." ”

Almost as soon as Meng Chuan's words fell, Wang Lao's eyelids really blinked twice, then he opened his eyes and sat up.

The doctors and nurses around were all amazed, obviously Wang Lao couldn't do it just now, this young man gave him a few injections, and he was fine, this is too amazing, right?!

And Liu Baoquan is like ashes.

"I ...... What's wrong with me...... Divine Doctor Meng?!" Elder Wang looked around, saw Meng Chuan, and immediately understood what was going on, Lang smiled, "It seems that Divine Doctor Meng should have saved me twice today." ”

Meng Chuan smiled and arched his hand: "No, it's Wang Lao, you are a good person." ”

"What kind of auspicious people," Wang Lao waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "It was because of Doctor Meng's good medical skills that saved my life." My son was offended a lot before, and I hope that Doctor Meng will forgive me. ”

Wang Cheng's face was full of guilt, he bowed to Meng Chuan, and said, "Thank you Doctor Meng for saving my father regardless of his past suspicions." ”

He can sit in today's position, and his vision is naturally longer than that of ordinary people. He could see that although Meng Chuan was young, his medical skills were probably not much better than Chen Yizhen's dean Chen. This kind of talent, of course, has to make good friends, so that if there is an illness or a disaster one day, it can be regarded as an additional talisman.

Meng Chuan didn't ask for credit, but just waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a gesture." ”