Regarding how there could be a bullet in the old man's body, and he hadn't taken it out yet, although Lu Zifeng was shocked and puzzled, he didn't bother to think about it.

At this moment, his most important task is to cure the sick old man.

Lu Zifeng thought about it, if he wanted to cure the old man's illness, he had to take out the bullet first.

But after all, he is not a doctor, he can't operate, and he doesn't have the superb ability to hold a scalpel, how can he take out the bullet?

It's a conundrum.

Lu Zifeng thought secretly in his heart, and suddenly, his head flashed.

Since you can't take it out, you don't take it, and you just get the bullet out of your body.

Thinking of this, he immediately held his breath, communicated with the golden sphere in his body, and slowly drew out the dry air flow, following his meridians, condensing the air flow between his palms.

Then, through the fingers that hold the pulse, it is delivered to the wrist of the sick old man.

If it was in the past, he would definitely have to put his hand on the mouth of the sick old man and deliver his internal flow at close range to be effective.

But now, he is becoming more and more skilled in controlling the air flow in his body, even if the air flow is transmitted to the old man's wrist, it is also under the control of his mind.

I saw that he controlled the stream from the old man's wrist, followed the old man's meridians, and reached the bullet position next to the heart step by step.

With Lu Zifeng's hard work, with a "bang", the air flow directly shattered the bullet that had been stuck in the spine next to the old man's heart for many years, and directly turned into a puff of dust, scattered in the body, and eventually flowed out of the body along the blood, through the excretory system.

This result naturally made Lu Zifeng's face happy.

Half the battle.

The next step was to repair the old man's heart and lungs.

Once again, the golden orbs in the body were communicated, and the flow was slowly transmitted to the old man's heart and lungs.

The air flow wraps around the heart and lungs, as if nourishing each other, if you use the instrument to detect it at this moment, you will be surprised to find that the volume of the heart and lungs is slowly shrinking, the swelling is slowly dissipating, and the eyes are objective.

However, when the volume was reduced by a certain amount, Lu Zifeng's brows were a little tight, and there was not much flow that could be drawn out of the golden sphere, and there was an intermittent shortage of supply.

The bullet that had shattered the bullet stuck between his spine had cost him a lot of fluids, and the drawbacks were now exposed.

"It seems that I still can't cultivate home. ”

Lu Zifeng muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but laugh at himself, he must work hard when he returns to Lujiazhuang.

Bang dang!

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and a group of doctors dressed in white poured in.

I have to say that this is worthy of a VIP ward, the space is indeed large enough, so many people poured in at once, plus the original more than ten people, there are almost more than 20 people, but no

Feel crowded.

Hearing the knock on the door, everyone in the Hong family, who was staring intently at Lu Zifeng to check the pulse of the old man, turned around one after another, only to find that it was the director of the county hospital and the major experts in the provincial capital who came.

Hong Zhengming took the lead in asking, "Dean Hao, why are you here? Have you discussed my father's treatment plan?"

"Secretary Hong. ”

Dean Hao shouted a little respectfully, and then found that Song Qingshan was also there, and immediately said to Song Qingshan: "Old Song, you are also there." ”

Song Qingshan nodded slightly, "Dean Hao, if you come here, just tell me quickly." ”

Dean Hao: "The situation is urgent, so I didn't have time to knock on the door, so I broke in, I hope you will forgive me." ”

first expressed his apologies for breaking in, and then said: "That's the case, our hospital has just discussed the old man's illness with experts from the provincial capital, and finally came up with a treatment plan, and it is estimated that there is a 30% certainty that the old man can recover." ”

Thirty percent grasp!

Hearing this news, everyone in the Hong family was also relieved with joy, compared to the previous despair, this can be regarded as giving them a dose of tranquilizer and giving them hope.

All of a sudden, they also left behind whether Lu Zifeng could cure the old man.

Compared with Lu Zifeng, they are obviously more willing to trust the experts and professors from these provincial cities.

"Hey, Secretary Hong, that's ?......"

At this time, Dean Hao suddenly noticed Lu Zifeng beside the old man, his eyes were closed, and his fingers were pinching the old man's wrist, as if he was taking the old man's pulse, but this action was really not very similar, and it seemed a little different.

"Oh. Hong Zhengming reacted, "That is the Lu Shen Doctor invited by Uncle Song, who is taking the pulse of the old man." ”

Miracle Doctor?

Hearing this, Dean Hao, and the experts behind him were all stunned, and their eyes fell on Lu Zifeng again, and their pupils were slowly contracting, and then slowly dilated.

The top is a crumpled white T-shirt, the bottom is a cropped sweatpants, and the slippers are still wearing under the feet.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Lu Zifeng, the weather outside is like this, he didn't come to the county seat as a guest or anything, and he had to dress decently? Comfort is the most important thing, and it is also a coincidence to come to this hospital for treatment.

However, in the eyes of these doctors, Lu Zifeng is completely a **silk image.

The most important thing is that this man is so young, a miracle doctor?

The youngest of their group of experts, also at the age of thirty-five, and he is also a doctor who studied abroad in a famous university, after many years of hard work, he has only achieved the name of an expert, which can be regarded as an achievement, as for the name of this miracle doctor, it is simply unthinkable.

The doctors present, one of them counts as one, and they don't dare to think about it.

Now, a hairy boy dares to call him a miracle doctor in front of them

, all of a sudden, ignited the anger in their hearts.

If this person is a miracle doctor, then what are they?

Silly bī)?

After studying for so many years, you can't even compare to a hairy boy?

It's like you are a scholar, studied for many years, and finally was admitted to Tsinghua University's doctoral students, but suddenly saw a three-year-old hairy child standing in front of you, someone told you that he is actually a professor at Tsinghua University, what do you feel, you must be unhappy, think that this three-year-old hairy child is pretending to be bī).

So, you have to expose him and mock him, so that you can make your heart feel better.

Without waiting for Dean Liu to speak, one of the doctors with gold-rimmed eyes, but a doctor in his thirties was the first to speak.

"Secretary Hong, are you mistaken, how can a child be a miracle doctor? Don't let the old man see that he is a bad man, let's let him stop quickly, we will operate on the old man in the afternoon, and there will be no errand in the middle." ”

The person who spoke was named Liu Chengde, the youngest of this group of doctors, Chinese New Year's Eve, a doctoral student at Harvard Medical College in the United States, as soon as he returned to China, he was hired as an expert by the most famous tertiary hospital in the provincial capital, and a few years later, he was promoted to chief doctor.

At this moment, regarding the consultation of Old Man Hong, he plays the role of a leader, and naturally has his own conceit and pride.

Hong Tianming's face was a little embarrassed, but it was not easy to refute, after all, if the old man's illness was Lu Zifeng's lawlessness, he would have to rely on Liu Chengde in front of him.

Song Qingshan said: "This doctor, this Lu Shen Doctor was invited by me, what is your opinion?"

Lu Zifeng was recommended by him to see a doctor, and now being questioned is equivalent to questioning him, of course he has to say something, one is for himself, and the other is to help Lu Zifeng.

Liu Chengde is not from Lincheng County, nor is he from Jiangzhou City, so he naturally doesn't know Song Qingshan, of course, even if he knows Song Qingshan's influence in Lincheng, he is not afraid, he is mixed up in the provincial capital, and you can't help him in Lincheng.

The reason why I came to this small county town for a consultation was because of the task issued by the Provincial Health Department, and the reason was naturally because of Mr. Hong, and he also inquired, as if he was an old-timer at the level of a major general who had been on the battlefield.

Liu Chengde said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Of course I have opinions, you keep saying that he is a miracle doctor, then I want to see how he is godly? Can he cure Old Man Hong's illness? Or can he have some special means, I really want to see it." ”

Liu Chengde has been practicing medicine for several years, and he has treated many bigwigs from all parties, and he has strong connections, so he naturally has enough confidence to speak.

"That is, a hairy boy dares to call himself a miracle doctor in vain, that miracle doctor can't go everywhere, if he really has the ability, then cure Old Man Hong's illness, just right, we people can also save it, and we will go back directly today." ”

A group of experts from the provincial capital on Liu Chengde's side shouted one after another.

Like Liu Chengde, they were all transferred from above this time, and when they came to this small county, they regarded themselves as superb in medical skills, and they usually had a sense of pride in being superior, but now that a miracle doctor came out, how could they make them feel comfortable, as uncomfortable as eating.

I thought to myself, a small city is a small city, and one person dares to call himself a miracle doctor.

Dean Hao could only show a wry smile, he was no better than these experts and professors from provincial cities, he didn't dare to follow the foolishness, and looked at Song Qingshan embarrassedly.

Song Qingshan's face was a little ugly, these people were threatening him, thinking that the life of his old friend Hong Tianhe depended on them, and without them, his old friend Hong Tianhe would not be saved.

But after all, the life safety of his old friend is at stake, and he doesn't dare to make any guarantees here.

He actually has the same concerns as Hong Tianming in his heart, if Zifeng can't be cured, he will have to rely on these people to treat his old friend in the end, and he can't tear his face and be speechless for a while.

Seeing her grandfather's wronged appearance, Song Moxue bit her lip and felt sad to death.

It's all because of this little rascal, if it weren't for him, how could grandpa be so angry.

All of a sudden, she sprinkled her anger on Lu Zifeng for no reason, completely forgetting that the name of this miracle doctor was not said by Lu Zifeng himself, it was completely Song Qingshan's own promotion, and it was Song Qingshan who asked him to come over for treatment, how could he be blamed in the end.

Seeing that Song Qingshan didn't speak, Liu Chengde smiled proudly in his heart, what kind of dog doctor, I'm afraid that the charlatans have deceived you people from small counties, and I don't know.

He turned his head to Hong Zhengming and said, "Secretary Hong, please let that kid stop quickly, otherwise, we won't be able to perform the afternoon operation." ”

"Secretary Hong, get rid of that hairy boy. ”

A group of experts shouted one after another, and their tones were a little indignant.

In fact, they also have resentment in their hearts, and while they are away, they invite a hairy boy who claims to be a miracle doctor to see a doctor, which is to look down on them, thinking that they are not as good as this hairy boy to do this.

Hong Zhengming was in a dilemma for a while.

Deep down in his heart, he still wanted to invite Lu Zifeng out, but the person was brought by Song Qingshan, and if he was invited out like this, it would be too bad for Song Qingshan to lose face.

But if Lu Zifeng is not invited out, these experts in front of him will be unhappy and make trouble, and if he slacks off on the old man's surgery later, then he will become a sinner.

"Big brother, if you don't listen to the experts, please let Mr. Lu out first. Hong Zhiming interjected.

"Yes, big brother, Mr. Lu has been taking the pulse for so long, and there has been no movement, I don't think it will work, so let's invite him out first. ”

Everyone in the Hong family said one after another.

Only Hong Shihan glanced at Lu Zifeng expectantly.

Hong Zhengming looked at Song Qingshan and wanted to ask for his opinion.

Glancing at each other, Song Qingshan turned his head to look at Lu Zifeng, and found that he was still concentrating on his pulse, and he didn't know if he was sure that he would cure his old friend's illness.

Alas, he sighed in his heart, his mouth was full, and he just wanted to speak, but he didn't have any extra movements, and Lu Zifeng, who was only concerned about "taking the pulse", suddenly stood up from the chair.

"It's finally good. ”

Lu Zifeng's eyes widened, stretched his waist, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint sweat on his forehead.

With him, as soon as he shouted, all of a sudden, all eyes converged, and all fell on him.