Li Jia hurriedly nodded, and the pace of the two of them was almost the same.

"You ask that?"

Tang Yuxin rolled up his sleeves, "The dean asked me if there was a way to treat that Zhu Xiaohong's leg?"

"And what did you say?"

Lin Yile's nervous heart is about to stop, this stupid girl, just don't sell yourself.

"Amputation, or what do you think I'm going to say?"

Tang Yuxin hung up the stethoscope again, and then looked back at the sky outside, the weather didn't seem to be very good, I don't know if it was going to rain, Gu Ning said that he would be back soon.

Will it come back when it rains?

As for what Zhu Xiaohong, what Tong Shu, isn't there still Dean Zhu, in addition to Dean Zhu, there is not a Tong family, she has a brain pump, so she will have a relationship with a Chinese doctor like the Tong family.

She is just a small person, if even the holy hand of the national doctor can't solve it, how can she solve it?

And she never thought about borrowing anything from the Tong family.

She's not trying to be famous, she's crazy.

Suddenly, her eyebrows skipped twice, and she had a very bad feeling.

She rubbed her eyebrows, thinking about whether it was because she had been staying up late to make medicine these days, and she had some nervous breakdowns and the like, so she was thinking too much.

Just then, the nurse came over and said that there was a patient who needed her to come over.

She also threw away everything here, but she didn't know that sometimes people's so-called sixth perception often portends something.

The next day, Tang Yuxin still came to work in the hospital according to the time, and as soon as she finished dealing with a patient, she saw a group of people coming in from outside the hospital, these people were all dressed in some antique clothes, and they were still wearing robes, especially the one who was in the lead, still had a one-foot long beard, and his hair and beard were all white, and he was also a piece of silver frost.

But at this time, the white hair on this head, and the robe on this body, became more and more like a fairy wind bone.

Tang Yuxin stood aside, and watched them walk into Dean Zhu's office.

That should be someone from the Tong family, if she didn't guess wrong, that white-bearded person is the nationally famous national medicine saint, Tong Feng, right?

There are really not many people in this world who can invite him out of the mountain, and this time that Zhu Xiaohong is also fortunate enough to have three lives, and he can get Tong Feng, the great saint of national medicine, to treat her.

You know, I don't know how many people in this world have a large amount of money, all of them want to ask him for treatment, and he may not be able to make a move, and there are really not many people in this world who can make Tong Feng shoot.

As for how Tong Feng wants to treat that Zhu Xiaohong, she doesn't know, of course she has no interest in wanting to know, and she hasn't thought about stealing teachers or anything like that, she has her own set of methods, which have been passed down for thousands of years, and adding more things from other families may not be good.

And sometimes things like medical skills can cost people more than a few points.

But more often, it's not that she can do what she wants, she doesn't have much ambition for other people's ancestral medical skills, but it's interesting, but the dean asked them to observe these doctors in the past, how Tong Feng, the holy hand of national medicine, treated Zhu Xiaohong

Tang Yuxin and Lin Yile stood together, they were inconspicuous, of course, the whole process was quiet, some doctors in front of such a powerful person, they could and wanted to show something, and kept looking for opportunities to ask questions.

And this immortal wind and bone of the national medicine holy hand also answered very kindly, and once again made them feel a kind of immortal qi, and this kind of immortal qi seems to be able to be inhaled into their own body as long as they ask a few more questions and stay here for a while.

At this time, the needle in Tong Feng's hand was also pierced to the acupuncture point on Zhu Xiaohong's leg.

It's just that after he pricked a few stitches, Tang Yuxin frowned slightly.

How do you feel about that?

Forcibly combing qi and blood, this can also be said to be a method, but it is too extreme, and in the extreme, the leg is saved, but what will happen in the future, it is difficult to say.

Her needles are all gentle to the level, just like water, the water is pure, soft, clear, and slowly converging into a river, self-contained, born naturally, and declining naturally.

However, Tong Feng's hand needle is like fire, and the fire is everywhere, enough to set the prairie on fire, as if the vitality of the human body is pulled out of the body, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and the more you treat it, the faster you die.

And after a few stitches of Tong Feng, at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, it can be found that the color of Zhu Xiaohong's leg is changing, as if the color is not so gray, and it also brings some vitality.

Of course, this is also seen by laymen, and Tang Yu can't help but feel a little sympathetic to Zhu Xiaohong.

Those who do not know are not guilty, and those who do not know are also guilty.

Although Zhu Xiaohong is not very good, he is still half-dead, but he is no longer yelling, at this time, as long as he grasps the last straw, as long as he waits from despair to hope, then nothing matters now.

Tang Yuxin glanced at Zhu Xiaohong sympathetically.

She really feels like now, it's better to cut it, for the sake of a leg, to accompany the health in the future, it is better to cut it now, it is also a hundred, at least, she can still live, and she can live like a person.

At this time, Tong Feng's gaze didn't know why it fell on Tang Yuxin's face like this, and the sympathy that flashed in Tang Yuxin's eyes just now also made him have some doubts.

Such an expression.

Yes, such an expression.

How could this young female doctor have such an expression, and the others were all surprised, amazed, and envious in their eyes, as well as all kinds of admiration for their own mastery.

But there is only one such one, from beginning to end, she is calm, she also seems to be like everyone else does not understand, but Tong Feng feels that this little doctor should know something, is it possible, she really knows, what is he doing?

It's just that he glanced at the little doctor again, and the little doctor had already turned his face and said something to the doctor next to him, and they seemed to be talking about the patient, at this time, she was also the same as others, her eyes were shining, as if she was also respectful of Chinese studies, and respected.

Maybe he's wrong.

Tong Feng stroked his beard lightly, then turned around and began to be polite to Dean Zhu.

And he didn't notice that Tang Yuxin was softly breathing at this time

Really, dealing with someone like this who has lived most of his life is no different from following an old fox?