When Ling Yefeng entered the ward, he found that there were already dozens of doctors standing inside.

The spacious and bright ward also has sofas, TVs and other living facilities, and the coffee table is full of various flowers and fruits, and even some beautifully packaged comic books.

Even the marble tiles that Ling Yefeng stepped on under his feet were spotless, and they had obviously been strictly cleaned.

At the same time, Ling Yefeng also saw the beautiful girl lying on the hospital bed with white sheets not far away, and at the same time, there was also the middle-aged man with dark eyes sitting next to her.

From time to time, the middle-aged man looked at the dozens of famous doctors around him with his fierce eyes, and the anger in his eyes was self-evident.

Ling Yefeng was silent, and pretended to be a famous doctor, intending to step forward to check the pulse.

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Yefeng's young appearance, and his eyes were full of anger, and he was almost about to have a seizure.

Especially when I saw Ling Yefeng preparing to take the pulse, I was thinking: A mere Chinese medicine practitioner dares to join in the fun!

Immediately, he was going to go berserk.

But seeing his daughter lying on the hospital bed, dying, he forcibly pressed the anger in his heart and looked coldly at how Ling Yefeng took his pulse.

Ling Yefeng's index and middle fingers were brought together and lightly tapped on the girl's wrist.

Ling Yefeng frowned, closed his eyes, and felt the girl's pulse.

After a while, Ling Yefeng opened his eyes, he already had an answer in his heart, and then slowly stood up, waiting to see if the other people's treatment plans were the same.

The middle-aged man looked at the dozens of people around him who had already been diagnosed and had been discussing for so long, so he stood up, looked at them coldly, and said:

"You've all been diagnosed and read the medical records, so let's talk about how to treat it?"

The dozens of famous doctors present look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to come out and say this first sentence.

Each of them is also a doctor who has been in a hundred battles, and they all know how serious this eldest lady's illness is, and they also know what the temper of the big guy in front of them is.

So none of them dared to say the first sentence, for fear of being sprayed by the big guy in front of them.

"Why? Aren't you all claiming to be skilled in medicine and saving countless people? Why did you all shut up when it came time to save my daughter!" the middle-aged man roared.

Ling Yefeng saw that his eyes were red, and he was panting so badly when he was angry, and he looked like he hadn't rested much in the past few days.

"I'll talk about it first!" a doctor, who was estimated to be in his fifties, stood up slowly, and said to the middle-aged man with a sincere face:

"Ling Nu may have to amputate her leg to save her life!"

"What!" the middle-aged man glared at him with rage, grabbed the doctor by the collar and yelled at him:

"My daughter is only 13 years old, and you are telling me now that she needs to have her leg amputated to save her life! Are you crazy or am I crazy!

You didn't save my wife's life more than ten years ago, and now you want to destroy my daughter! I tell you!

With that, he shook off the doctor, turned his head away, and sat back in his original position.

Ling Yefeng could even see two lines of warm tears in his red eyes.

"Alas, it seems that this person is not easy!" Ling Yefeng sighed silently in his mind.

"Bang!" the doctor didn't say anything after being thrown to the ground, but just stood back in the crowd with an unhappy face.

"Mr. Chu, what Dean Liu said is right! Ling Nu's legs have been injured in the car accident, and they are comminuted fractures!

Even the bones have been twisted so badly that they have even blocked the flow of blood, if you don't make a decision quickly!

"That's right! Dean Liu is also kind, and wants to help you save Ling Nu's life! With such a serious symptom, there is no way to let the gods come! If it drags on any longer, it will only make Ling Nu's condition more serious!"

As long as Mr. Chu says a word, so many of us come up with a surgical plan together, and it will definitely not be a problem to save Ling Nu's life!"

"That's it!"

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The dozens of doctors tried to persuade them.

"Shut up!" the middle-aged man slammed away the table next to him and roared.

The table slammed straight towards Ling Yefeng and the others, Ling Yefeng estimated that this table also weighed dozens of catties, and if he could grab the table casually and push it over, this was not something that ordinary people could do.

This shows that the other party is also a martial artist, and may also be a high-level martial artist.

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng grabbed the table, and pressed his hands violently to stabilize the table.

When the doctors saw this Mr. Chu so irritable, they were all startled, and they didn't dare to say anything more, they shook their heads one by one, and they were about to walk out of this ward with helpless faces.

Suddenly, Ling Yefeng's words caught their attention.

Ling Yefeng slowly raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and said:

"What if I can save Lingnu's legs!"

"Boom!" As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's eyes quickly had a glimmer of light, and he looked at Ling Yefeng with a face full of hope.

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