Tang Sanqian glanced at Xie Zhanbo, smiled, and then sat down.

"That's fine. ”

Tang Sanqian looked at several miracle doctors: "According to what you said, the factors that cause vegetative people are nothing more than large-scale necrosis of the brain, or the nerves in charge of the body have lost their function, am I right?"

A few Chinese medicine doctors nodded.

"Then have you ever thought that there are other reasons that can also cause the patient to fall unconscious?", Tang Sanqian asked.

"Should... Probably not, right?"

This answer, even Doctor Wu hesitated.

"Hehe, you also said it should be ......"

Tang Sanqian smiled: "There are many factors that cause the patient to be unconscious, and what you know is only part of it, and I don't blame you, it's just because your vision is limited and you can't see it." ”

As soon as these words fell, several old Chinese medicine doctors laughed angrily.

"Young man, don't be ashamed! We eat more salt than you eat! We have walked on a bridge longer than you have walked! You say we have limited vision? What a joke!"

"You don't want to get an extra benefit fee from the Wang family because of this, do you?"

Hearing this, Tang Sanqian smiled.

Will he be short of money?

He healed the sick and saved people, never for money.

As for the limited vision of these miracle doctors he said, it is definitely not unashamed.

The cause of Yang Rulan's illness is extremely special, and these traditional Chinese medicine practitioners present are not at the level of traditional Chinese medicine, so they can't see it at all.

But if there is a Taoist figure here, it is easy to see the problem.

Of course, it is impossible for the Wang family to invite a Taoist priest to do things because Yang Rulan is unconscious, right?

That's going to be funny.

Everyone knows that when they are sick, they go to a doctor, not a Taoist priest.

"Whether I want to save it or not, it's all up to your royal family's decision, if you don't let me save it, I won't say anything. Tang Sanqian said lightly, not angry at all because of the words of those old Chinese medicine doctors.

"Help! Why not!"

Wang Miaomiao immediately said: "There are a lot of so-called miracle doctors who came before? Who said that they could be saved? Who said how to save them?"

She turned her head to look at the miracle doctors: "I think you are jealous of Tang Daying's ability! I'm afraid that he will wake up my mother and make you embarrassed?"

"Miao Miao, don't talk nonsense!"

Wang Mingjian was slightly angry, all the doctors present were very famous miracle doctors, and they must not be offended.

"Hmph, I'll get paper and pen! I'm a daughter, even if there's a little hope, I'm going to try!"

After a while, Wang Miaomiao took a piece of paper and a pen and put them in front of Tang Sanqian.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before you hear your mother calling your name. ”

After speaking, Tang Sanqian brushed out a prescription.

"According to this recipe, prescribe three pairs of medicines, boil each pair twice, and drink it once in the morning and once in the evening. ”

Tang Sanqian handed the prescription to Wang Miaomiao, and Doctor Wu looked at it curiously.

"It's... What kind of prescription is this? Why haven't I seen it? Why do you still use arsenic? This is obviously poison!", exclaimed an old Chinese medicine doctor.

"Young man, you're trying to kill Madame Wang!"

Tang Sanqian was unmoved, and said quietly: "Prepare a pair of silver needles for me." ”

"You want acupuncture?"

Doctor Wu frowned: "We have also tried acupuncture therapy before, but it doesn't work at all!

"That's your approach. ”

Tang Sanqian looked at Wang Miaomiao: "Prepare a pair of silver needles for me?"

"Oh, oh, good!"

Wang Miaomiao has just come back to her senses, some of the previous miracle doctors have also used acupuncture therapy, but it doesn't matter what it does!

"My silver needle box is downstairs, Miss Wang, just take my pair up, I want to see how this young man used acupuncture therapy to wake up Mrs. Wang!"

Divine Doctor Wu looked at Tang Sanqian: "Young man, my set of silver needles is very precious, you must not break it for me! If you don't want to heal Mrs. Wang, you won't even see my set of silver needles!"

Tang Sanqian smiled and didn't say anything more.

After a while, Wang Miaomiao brought Doctor Wu's silver needle box.

Tang Sanqian opened it and looked at it, nodded and said, "The silver needle is good, this set, it will cost three million to say the least, right?"