When Zhao Zhongji heard Mo Xiaosheng's order, he dared to delay in the slightest, hurriedly walked to Mo Erye's side, and carefully untied the bandages on his abdomen and the wounds on his arms.

Mo Xiaosheng stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, only to see that Mo Erye had two wounds on his arm that were more than ten centimeters long, obviously cut sharply and had been stitched up, while the knife on his abdomen was shorter, obviously stabbed with a dagger.

And the reason why Mo Xiaosheng was shocked was because the knife cuts on Mo Erye's body were all heavily inky black! They had even slowly eroded the skin on the outside of the wound.

He had seen this kind of inky black, which was exactly the same as the inky black on the body of the god of war Dugu Fengyun!

Now he finally reflected why the lieutenant general avoided mentioning the three people who attacked Mo Zizhen just now, and finally understood why the old man of the Mo family didn't dare to say it explicitly when he mentioned that patient.

Because this matter involves the core secrets of the state, they naturally cannot let outsiders know.

"Mr. Mo, this poison is very ...... It's weird......" Zhao Zhongji saw the shocked expression on Mo Xiaosheng's face, smiled a little bitterly, and said, "If you can't be cured, don't force it!"

Mo Xiaosheng had a calm face, his face was solemn, and he asked, "Are the two knife wounds on Second Master Mo's back the same way?

"Yes, it's almost exactly the same as these knife wounds!" Zhao Zhongji nodded and said, "It's just that the length of the wound may be longer......"

"I don't dare to guarantee that I can heal Second Master Mo, so I can only do my best. Mo Xiaosheng hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"You...... Do you mean that you can heal?" Zhao Zhongji was overjoyed when he heard this, and his whole body was almost jumping up, and he smiled at Mo Xiaosheng, "Oh, I'll just say, there is still one person in the world today who can break this poison, and it is Mr. Mo!"

Mo Xiaosheng shook his head a little helplessly, not understanding how Zhao Zhongji, a Western doctor, suddenly became his own brainless fan.

"Do you need me to help you prepare for anything?" Zhao Zhongji hurriedly asked.

"Help me get a pair of silver needles, and in addition, I'll prescribe a prescription and find someone to fry a few doses of Chinese medicine!" Mo Xiaosheng nodded and said.

Because he has already healed Dugu Fengyun, Mo Xiaosheng's antidote to this poison is also handy.

Although Mo Zizhen has more injuries than Dugu Fengyun, the poisoning is much lighter than Dugu Fengyun, after all, Dugu Fengyun is a ten-year stubborn disease, so compared to Dugu Fengyun, it is much easier to treat Mo Zizhen, and within half a month, Mo Xiaosheng is sure that he can heal.

After Zhao Zhongji ordered someone to take the needle bag, Mo Xiaosheng gave Mo Zizhen acupuncture, controlled the spread of toxicity for him, and then instructed Zhao Zhongji to remember to feed Mo Zizhen three doses of Chinese medicine every day.

Mo Xiaosheng stayed in the intensive care unit for a full hour, and after he came out, Mo Qingwu, Mo Ziqin, Xiao Manru and others, as well as the rest of the generals, immediately surrounded him.

"Doctor Mo, how is his condition?" Mo Qingwu's eyes lit up, and he asked with great anticipation, as if he was afraid that Mo Xiaosheng would say something bad.

"Second Master Mo's condition is relatively stable, according to my prescription, he will recover in less than half a month!" Mo Xiaosheng said.

In fact, with his ability, he could forcibly use spiritual power to make Mo Zizhen recover within a few days, but Mo Zizhen's injury was too serious, his body was weak, and forcing him to detoxify would damage his body, so Mo Xiaosheng adopted a relatively gentle method.

Mo Qingwu and the others immediately let go of their hearts when they heard it, and their faces were overjoyed, but their emotions were very restrained, after all, they couldn't just listen to Mo Xiaosheng's words, whether they could be healed or not depended on the facts.

Mo Shan, the eldest daughter of the Mo family on the periphery of the crowd, turned cold when she heard this, turned her head and glanced at her husband, and the eyes of the two of them were extremely gloomy.

"I'll just say, with my second brother here, my second master will never have an accident!" Mo Jinqi was excited when he heard this, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

When the officers heard him, they were all suspicious, why did this little devil of the Mo family scream one by one?

Mo Ziqin's face was gloomy when he heard this, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Mo Jinqi, and said sharply: "Jinqi, what are you yelling about, when will Mr. Mo become your second brother?"

"If he wants to call it, call it!"

As soon as his words fell, Mo Qingwu suddenly glanced at him leisurely, and said lightly, "Young people make friends, what are you doing with an elder!"

Mo Ziqin's face changed suddenly when he heard this, he glanced at his father with a surprised face, and then nodded respectfully and said, "Yes." ”

He lowered his head, his heart trembled, could it be that he had relented in the decision he had made to persuade his father?

"Doctor He Mo, thank you so much this time!" Mo Qingwu turned his head to look at Mo Xiaosheng, and said in a moving tone, "I still say the same thing, no matter whether Zizhen can recover or not, our Mo family will always owe you a favor, and you can ask for this favor back at any time!"

"No need, Old Man Mo!" Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "If it's okay, I'll go back first!"

Since Second Master Mo was fine, Mo Xiaosheng naturally didn't want to stay here longer, turned his head and deliberately said goodbye to Xiao Manru, and then turned around and walked towards the elevator room.

"Mr. Mo, go slowly!"

Xiao Manru looked at Mo Xiaosheng's back with tears in her eyes, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, if her child was still alive, she would be as old as Mo Xiaosheng!

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo!"

At this time, Zhao Zhongji suddenly ran over quickly, and said to Mo Xiaosheng with a flattering face, "Mr. Mo, what are you doing in such a hurry, let's have lunch together, our dean will come over in a while! It just so happens that we have some questions and have to ask you!"

"No, Dean Zhao, I still have something to do in the medical hall, I have to go back quickly!" Mo Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Anyway, I have to come over the day after tomorrow to continue to give the needle to Second Master Mo, if you have any matter, just ask me directly when the time comes!"

"Okay, good!" Zhao Zhongji nodded hurriedly, and then said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, I won't tell you, in fact, I have something to ask for!"

"Dean Zhao said!" Mo Xiaosheng glanced back at him suspiciously.

"Hehe, that's the case, I just discussed with our dean, and I want to set up a Chinese medicine department for our hospital, and set aside an outpatient building and an inpatient building for Chinese medicine!" Zhao Zhongji said.

"Yes, that's a good thing!" Mo Xiaosheng nodded immediately, his face full of excitement.

The General Hospital of the Beijing Military Region is the leader of Huaxia Hospital, and in the Western medical field, it is put in the world, and it can be counted, if they can set up a special department of traditional Chinese medicine, it is obviously a great recognition of traditional Chinese medicine, which undoubtedly adds another boost to the prosperity of traditional Chinese medicine.

"You agree too!" Zhao Zhongji said with a smile, "But if this Chinese medicine department is established, there must be a person who can control the field, otherwise it is better not to be established, if you agree to be the temporary vice president of our hospital and in charge of the Chinese medicine department, we will immediately start preparing for this matter!"

"I'm the vice president?"

Mo Xiaosheng's expression was stunned, obviously a little unexpected, how can the vice president of the General Hospital of this military region be able to be the president? Although he is said to be the vice president, he is afraid that he is one level higher than the director of any hospital in China!

Not to mention anything else, even the president of the Heyang City People's Hospital, where Qiao Yiyi used to be, had to be respectful when he met the president of the General Hospital of the Beijing Military Region!

"This, Dean Zhao, I don't have much experience, this is not suitable......" Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Suitable, suitable, oops, it couldn't be more suitable, it is a great honor for us to serve as the vice president of our hospital as the president of the Huaxia Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" Zhao Zhongji said impatiently, "Don't worry, Dean Ji said that as long as you can come, he will give you the same treatment as him!"

If it weren't for the fact that this was a Western medicine hospital, Zhao Zhongji would not even think that Mo Xiaosheng would have a problem being the president!

"This, the boss may not be able to agree, right?" Mo Xiaosheng shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"Yes, yes, Dean Ji has already explained to Minister Hao of the Ministry of Health, and Minister Hao said that he doesn't care, as long as we can do your ideological work, he will not object!" Zhao Zhongji hurriedly said flatteringly.

"You've already greeted Minister Hao?"

Mo Xiaosheng was slightly stunned, feeling that this Vice Dean Zhao and Dean Ji had already set up a set, just waiting for themselves to drill in, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, "But I'm busy on weekdays, so I may not be able to come over for a consultation......

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhao Zhongji said that he understood very much, "You are the vice president, you are the overall situation, how can you let you sit in person, there are patients that we can't solve, you can just go out again!"

Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, feeling that Zhao Zhongji and Dean Ji wanted to tie themselves to their hospital.

"Don't shirk anymore, our colleagues in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are waiting for the establishment of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" Zhao Zhongji hurriedly said, "If you refuse, we don't know how long this plan will be postponed, don't you want to see the prosperity of Chinese medicine, then you can't just say it and not do it!"

Mo Xiaosheng smiled even more helplessly, it was obvious that Zhao Zhongji was nakedly threatening him, and whether or not to establish a Chinese medicine department was obviously based on his words.

"Okay then......" Mo Xiaosheng sighed, then nodded in agreement.

"Great, Mr. Mo, thank you, thank you!" Zhao Zhongji hurriedly shook Mo Xiaosheng's hand, and then he seemed to remember something, and said flatteringly, "Mr. Mo, by the way, there is another thing I didn't tell you, I have already contacted the First Hospital of Beijing University a few days ago, and I want to transfer your lover Dr. Qiao Yiyijiang over, and the First Hospital of Beijing University has agreed, that is to say, your lover is now a member of our hospital, so that the two of you are colleagues, you can rest assured, we will take good care of her in the future!"

Mo Xiaosheng saw the old fox-like smile on Zhao Zhongji's face, and immediately felt a deep shock, it was obvious that this old fox had been plotting this matter for a long time, and he actually transferred Qiao Yiyi over!

But this is also a good thing, compared with the General Institute of the Military Region, the qualifications of the First Academy of Beijing University are somewhat worse.

After Zhao Zhongji sent Mo Xiaosheng away, he hummed a little song and walked back happily, what he and Dean Ji had planned was finally done!

Mo Xiaosheng called Qiao Yiyi after he walked out of the hospital.

"Hey, Xiaosheng?" Joyiyi quickly picked up.

"Comrade Xiao Qiao, what's the matter with you, how can you call the leader by his name!" Mo Xiaosheng said sharply, he couldn't help but straighten his chest, his face was full of pride, and he felt that his family status had risen a few points.