"Director Zhang, you're here. ”

When the dean saw Zhang Haoming coming, he was completely relieved.

In fact, he didn't seem to believe Fang Yiming's words, after all, he knew the level of this nephew.

"Hello Director Zhang, Qian Dashao's situation has indeed stabilized, I don't believe you can go with me to take a look. Fang Yiming smiled confidently, and then led everyone into the intensive care unit.

I saw that Qian Dashao on the hospital bed had a calm face and steady breathing, obviously the broken bones in the lobes of his lungs had been removed, his head was wrapped in bandages, and his legs were also fixed with splints, and he was indeed out of danger.

"Oh my son. When Zhang Lanying saw her son's appearance, she was distressed, so she threw herself in front of Qian Zifeng's bed and began to cry bitterly.

Although Qian Haide was also sad in his heart, he still didn't forget to thank Fang Yiming, "Doctor Fang, right, you saved my son's life, you are the benefactor of our Qian family, don't worry, I will definitely not be able to treat you badly." ”

"Oh, Mr. Qian, you are polite, it is our doctor's duty to treat diseases and save people. ”

Fang Yiming's mouth grinned to the back of his head when he heard the music, and he pretended to be hypocritical.

"Mr. Qian, my nephew is positive and motivated, and he is indeed a good seedling, so I have to ask you to take care of him in the future. The dean said with a smile, his tone very proud.

Now seeing is believing, he didn't expect that his nephew really had two hits, and this time he not only fought for face, but also for Renai Hospital.

"Xiao Fang, as far as I know, you are from Western medicine, right?

Zhang Haoming couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the silver needle on Qian Zifeng's body, and what was even more amazing was that the broken bones on the patient's body were connected without surgery.

"Director Zhang, I also study some books on traditional Chinese medicine in my spare time, so I also know a little bit about acupuncture and bone grafting. Fang Yiming smiled and said confidently, "The situation is critical today, so I took the risk to try it, but I didn't expect it to succeed, and thanks to the money, I was blessed with a great life." ”

Just before Zhang Haoming and the others came, Fang Yiming had already prepared all aspects of the wording, so he answered in an orderly manner.

"Well, you did a really good job in this operation, but I didn't expect it, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves. Zhang Haoming glanced at Fang Yiming, shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that a little doctor with no name on weekdays would far surpass him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart.

"Director Zhang, is my son okay now, and will he be able to stand up in the future?" asked Zhang Lanying with tears in her eyes at Zhang Haoming.

"Don't ask me about this, Doctor Fang is here, you better ask him." Zhang Haoming took a step back.

In front of Fang Yiming, he actually had a feeling of being a shallow learner, and this feeling he had only had in front of Liang Lao and Mo Xiaosheng.

In his opinion, judging from the level of this operation alone, Fang Yiming's ability may have been comparable to Mo Xiaosheng.

Chinese medicine has been silent for so long, and two such talented young talents have suddenly emerged.

"Doctor Fang, is there any hope for my son to stand up?" Zhang Lanying looked at Fang Yiming and asked with an expectant face.

"This ...... Well...... this."

Fang Yiming frowned, he didn't know how to answer for a while, after all, he didn't know what Qian Zifeng's situation was now.

However, he reacted quickly, sighed, and said regretfully: "I don't dare to guarantee this, I can only depend on Qian Dashao's luck and willpower, everything I can do has been done, and the specific recovery in the future depends on his own." ”

With a few simple words, he shifted the blame completely, meaning that his operation had been completed, and the rest was beyond his control.

"Doctor Fang, when will my son wake up?" Qian Haide said anxiously.

It's hard to say, it still depends on his own willpower. Fang Yiming said with a solemn face.

"What to do with the needles on his body?" asked the dean, who didn't know much about Chinese medicine.

"The needle must not be moved, otherwise there will be any consequences, but you can't blame me!"

Fang Yiming remembered Mo Xiaosheng's words before leaving, and hurriedly said, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, Mo Xiaosheng, this bastard, only told him that the needle couldn't be pulled, why didn't he tell him how long it would take.

On the way back, Qiao Yiyi recalled the magical scene just now, and still felt a little incredible. She looked at Mo Xiaosheng,

"Is this also the medical Taoist cultivation you mentioned?" In the eyes of a person like Qiao Yiyi, who attaches great importance to medical skills and medical ethics, Mo Xiaosheng's hand just now is simply amazing.

"Of course, I am now collecting elixirs and improving your physique, and then you can also practice this medical path, the Xuanfa. Mo Xiaosheng drove the car carefully, glanced at Qiao Yiyi and said.

"Hearing you say that, I'm looking forward to it more and more. Qiao Yiyi smiled gently, and said curiously, "What elixir do you need?"

"Haven't you already used the thousand-year-old ginseng, and there are still hundred-year-old Lingzhi, seven-colored moon flowers, and the star soul fruit. Mo Xiaosheng thought about it and said truthfully.

"I've also heard of the hundred-year-old Lingzhi, what are the seven-colored moon flowers and star soul fruits you said, how can I never hear of them. When Qiao Yiyi heard this, she couldn't help but exclaim. She even wondered if these two names were made up by Mo Xiaosheng himself.

"The seven-colored moon flower grows in a cold place, ten years of growth, ten years of flowering, the color of each flowering is different, seventy years of seven colors, seven flowers when they are in full bloom, is the time of medicine. Mo Xiaosheng recalled the record in the book, and said, "Star Soul Fruit, the fruit of the Blue Star Night Watching Tree, this tree is rare in the world, and it is occasionally found in the deep mountains and forests. The Blue Star Night Tree is three feet high, and one tree blooms more than 33 flowers, no more and no less. The flowers bloom in January, bearing dark blue crystal fruits, each fruit is like a star in the sky, so it gets the name of the Star Soul Fruit. ”

"What you're saying is basically unheard of, where are you going to find it?" Joey pursed her lips, feeling that she was afraid that there was no hope.

"Didn't we go to the Water Moon Sect last time, I went to their library to check the information about these two elixirs, first I already have an eyebrow, but now my strength is not enough, so when my strength is stronger, I will personally look for the seven-colored moon flower and star soul fruit for you." As for the centennial Ganoderma lucidum, it is not difficult. ”

Mo Xiaosheng looked at Qiao Yiyi and reassured.

Since the last time she took the Thousand Years of Ginseng King in Ling'an, Qiao Yiyi's complexion has become better and better, pink and fair, like jade cream. And she also has a dusty temperament, which is somewhat close to the temperament of Nangong Yanyu.

It's a pity that she still can't practice, and now with the help of that thousand-year-old ginseng king, she only helped her discharge some impurities in her body, making her body more pure.

"Hmm. When Qiao Yiyi heard Mo Xiaosheng say this, the hope in her heart rose again. She also longed for her to master more advanced medical skills, so that she could help the world.

Early the next morning, Mo Xiaosheng was brushing his teeth in the toilet, and Qiao Yiyi immediately ran in in a hurry, and said in a hurried tone: "You were in the news about treating Qian Zifeng last night." ”

"Huh, so fast?" Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but wonder a little.

"But it's not you, it's Fang Yiming. Qiao Yiyi sent the mobile phone to Mo Xiaosheng, looking quite displeased.

I saw a prominent red headline on the homepage of Heyang City News Network: The son of a wealthy businessman is in danger of racing late at night, and the young doctor of Renai Hospital is rejuvenated.

The picture below is a close-up photo of Fang Yiming with a large layout, and the content of the news is also about how Fang Yiming healed the seriously injured Yunyun.

Mo Xiaosheng smiled when he saw it, but he didn't take it seriously, nodded and signaled that he had finished reading, and continued to brush his teeth.

"Aren't you angry?!" Qiao Yiyi asked with a frown, if it was someone else, the fruits of hard work would have been robbed, and he would have been angry.

But Mo Xiaosheng didn't even have a trace of annoyance on his face.

"What are you angry about? Mo Xiaosheng rinsed his mouth and said, "He's just a fame and reputation, and he will show his original form tonight." ”

"Really?" Qiao Yiyi was basically convinced of Mo Xiaosheng's words now. However, she couldn't help but say, "Do you know what the value of this operation ......is?

"I don't heal and save people for these things. Before Qiao Yiyi finished speaking, Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and interrupted her.

Qiao Yiyi looked at Mo Xiaosheng and said angrily: "Look at it, I must expose him." She felt very ashamed of Fang Yiming's villainous behavior.

"No, I don't. ”

Mo Xiaosheng said lazily: "I said, sooner or later he will be exposed, the effect of the stitches I pierced is limited, maybe Qian Zifeng will not be able to hold it in the evening, I originally planned to continue to give him needles today, but now it seems that it is better to hand it over to Doctor Fang, who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate." ”

Qiao Yiyi couldn't help but be stunned, seeing that Mo Xiaosheng was so confident, she didn't ask any more questions, turned around and changed her clothes and went to work.

After Mo Xiaosheng arrived at the Huisheng Hall, Wei Xue had already come, and was using red chalk to draw a Wang Ba on the security door at his door, and then wrote the three words Mo Xiaosheng on the back of Wang Ba.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaosheng was a little helpless, this Wei Xue was so old and so childish.

"I'll paint a portrait of you. Wei Xue said with a smile, "Your security door is too monotonous, I'll add some color to you." ”

Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and smiled, and he didn't have the same knowledge as her.

After opening the door and entering the house, Wei Xue first took out five hundred yuan from her pocket, slapped it on the table, and said arrogantly with her head held high: "Aunt Ben wrapped you up this morning!"

"What did you say?!" Mo Xiaosheng glanced at her with a frown.

Wei Xue was taken aback by Mo Xiaosheng's eyes, and her momentum immediately decreased, and she said, "This girl will take care of you all morning and do massage for me, is it okay?"

"No, I still have to see other patients, and half an hour of your pelvic massage is enough. Mo Xiaosheng shook his head and said.

Wei Xue snorted at him, and didn't dare to say anything more.

I don't know why, other men see her like mice see cats, but every time she sees Mo Xiaosheng, she has the opposite feeling.

After giving Wei Xue a massage, Mo Xiaosheng was busy greeting the others.

Wei Xue was fine this morning, so she simply didn't leave, and sat on a chair to watch him talk about health care to others.

Wei Xue looked at Mo Xiaosheng's serious way of talking about health preservation, and suddenly felt a little handsome, feeling that he was different from the boys she had been in contact with since childhood.

The other boys were afraid of her, and followed her ass to compliment her and praise her, but Mo Xiaosheng could make her feel the deterrent.

This kind of feeling, she has only felt in her father Wei Gongxun.

In the evening, Mo Xiaosheng was idle here, but Renai Hospital became a mess.

"What's the matter, it's fine at noon today, why did the condition deteriorate after such a while?!"

Dai Wei, the director of the intensive care room, said angrily to Fang Yiming and other doctors.

Just now, Qian Dashao, who had stabilized his condition, suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse, with difficulty breathing, convulsions in his body, and a rapid decline in various vital indicators.

"This ...... We don't know about this, why is it like this all of a sudden......"

The doctors were also sweating profusely, not knowing why.

Fang Yiming's face was also pale, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Yiming, go and take a look, you were the one who healed you last night, why do you say that it can't be cured now?" the dean frowned and said eagerly at Fang Yiming.

"Dean, what, his situation has changed now, and it is beyond my ability. Fang Yiming hurriedly excused himself.

"If you can't cure it, you have to treat me, you have the best medical skills here, hurry up and let me in!" The dean ordered in a majestic voice: "No matter what, we must save the lives of those with little money, otherwise we will have to walk around without food!"