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Chapter 145: We Give Him the Truth

After thinking about it, Zheng Qian continued to ask, "That...... Lord Taigong, do you have any other talismans here?"

Zheng Qian also thought about it, this invisibility charm is so easy to use, if he can still have one, he must not just look at a sister paper, at least he has to borrow these five minutes to sneak into the women's bathhouse or something.

Of course, Zheng Qian is just thinking about it, and he won't really do it.

Jiang Ziya thought about it for a while, and quickly sent a message to Zheng Qian, "Yes, my latest refining talisman, as well as the bad luck talisman, do you want five yin skills per piece!"

"Confession!"

Zheng Qian sent a word, and directly didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Ziya anymore, five points of yin gong, that is a genuine fifty thousand yin virtue, it was so easy to disappear all at once, he felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Jiang Ziya didn't understand the meaning of the word 'sue non', and asked curiously.

Zheng Qian didn't know how to explain, he casually said a few perfunctory sentences, just ignored them directly, and fell asleep deeply.

As soon as he woke up the next day, Zheng Qian hurriedly went to take a shower, and the black sticky substance on his body was still coming out, although it was much less than before.

As soon as Zheng Qian finished his work, the little nurse from yesterday ran over.

"Dr. Zheng, are you awake?" asked the little nurse with a smile, still carrying breakfast in her hand.

Yesterday, Zheng Qian showed the demeanor of traditional Chinese medicine and choked hard, the foreign devil, the little nurse was so happy in her heart, and she admired Zheng Gan.

Zheng Qian took the breakfast with a smile and finished eating, and the little nurse said with a happy face: "Now the remaining patients are much better, and the things that have been fed are no longer spit out!"

Zheng Qian nodded, this kind of result was expected, he thought about it, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a prescription, "You go and grab the medicine according to this prescription, and continue to give it to everyone, three times a day." ”

Seeing the little nurse staring at the prescription with curiosity, Zheng Qian said with a smile: "This prescription is just some common antidote drugs, I will go to them for a while to supplement acupuncture, and the toxins will soon be eliminated, there is no neurotoxin in Chinese medicine, as long as it is poisonous, there is a way to discharge it!"

The little nurse seemed to understand whether she understood or not, looked at Zheng Qian with admiration, and paused for a few seconds before leaving.

But as soon as the little nurse left, Professor Meng walked in, and his face looked a little unpleasant.

"What's wrong, Professor Meng!" Zheng Qian put down his breakfast and stood up.

Professor Meng handed Zheng Qian a newspaper and said, "Take a look for yourself, these people are really pervasive, in order to attract attention, I can't wait to magnify a little thing ten million times, for fear that there will be no way to cause panic!"

Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, and the newspaper headline clearly wrote: The construction dug up an unknown ant species, the life and death of the workers were poisoned, and the construction party actually asked the medical students who had just graduated to solve the siege?

There is also an image of Zheng Qian in the picture above, and there are several sentences with big question marks below.

"Is this the construction party not responsible, or is this unknown species really too powerful?"

"Is this a disregard for the lives of workers or a violation of human nature?"

"We need the truth!"

After Zheng Qian finished reading the newspaper, his face became gloomy.

The photo on the newspaper was taken last night when he first came to the hospital, and it is clear that there was a newspaper reporter hiding among the group of people at the entrance of the hospital yesterday.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Qian suddenly spoke: "Since they need the truth, let's give him the truth!"

"What?" Professor Meng looked puzzled, "The sales of this newspaper in Guicheng, Changnan Province are not low, I believe that it will not be long before someone will come to the entrance of the hospital to block it, so the truth, although most of these are the opponents of Jinghua Construction Company who are making trouble, but we ......!"

"They want the truth, we give it to him, as long as we let those injured patients stand up and speak in person, all rumors will be self-defeating!" Zheng Qian said lightly.

Professor Meng was drinking water, but when he heard Zheng Qian's words, he almost choked himself to death, and a large mouthful of water squirted out of his nostrils.

"What? Zheng Qian, are you crazy? These patients are only able to eat without vomiting now, and they are not out of danger yet? What can you do to make them stand up now?" Professor Meng was shocked, although he had to admit Zheng Qian's medical skills, but now this kind of speech is really a bit too incredible.

Zheng Qian ignored Professor Meng, walked straight towards the ward, and left a faint sentence: "Of course I can't do it personally, but Chinese medicine can!"

"...... of traditional Chinese medicine," Professor Meng stood in place in a daze, his face full of incredulity, "Is the Chinese name the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people with a history of 5,000 years?"

By the time Professor Meng reacted, Zheng Qian had already administered the needle to the patient in the ward.

The hospital is now fully cooperating with Zheng Qian, several young nurses are busy decocting medicine, Zheng Qian began to administer needles to poisoned patients, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Mr. Lin also called, and he was shocked that the matter had been leaked by the media, apparently by some competitors who had done so in order to bring them down.

Zheng Qian just said a word to Lin Zhenxiong, and then devoted himself to treating patients again.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"

Finally finished the first patient with acupuncture, Zheng Qian quickly turned to the second one, and slowly beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead, and the little nurse next to him wiped Zheng Gan's sweat, and his little face was also full of anxiety.

Soon, someone ran up from below the hospital, with a panicked face, "Oh no, a lot of people came to the gate of the hospital, asking us to clarify the truth, did we really use intern medical students to treat patients......"

As he spoke, the man also glanced at Zheng Qian, his face a little worried.

Professor Meng snorted coldly, "Although Zheng Qian is young, but this medical skill, even I am ashamed of myself, which of you still thinks that he is a recent college graduate?"

"That'...... How do we deal with those people out there?" said the man who had just come up to report with an anxious face.

At this time, the patient who was treated by Zheng Qian's bloodletting last night suddenly struggled to stand up, "I'll go...... I'm going to clarify, Dr. Zheng Qian is a good person, I must not let those people outside who don't know the truth be discredited, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't have woken up!"

"You...... Can you really?"

A little nurse hurried over to help the injured, and Professor Meng also rushed over.

The patient shook his head, pulled out the infusion in his hand, and said, "I know very well how I came here last night, although I couldn't move at the time, but my consciousness is clearer than anyone else, I clearly see the sweat on Dr. Zheng's forehead flowing down like a stream, even if I die, I won't let people slander him!"

As he spoke, the patient struggled to stand up and walked to the door, his body shook twice, Professor Meng and the others were startled and hurried over to help, but before they could meet them, the patient stood up straight again and walked towards the door of the ward step by step.

Professor Meng was completely stunned, "Chinese medicine...... Is it really that amazing? Yesterday, the person who was given a critical illness notice was able to get out of bed and walk on his own after only one night?"