Hongdao Central Hospital, Intensive Care Unit of the Department of Neurology.

A seven or eight-year-old boy with a sallow face, with a lot of tubes inserted all over his body, lay unconscious on a hospital bed, surrounded by ventilators, heart monitors and other modern medical equipment.

Around the bed, a dozen doctors and nurses in white coats are consulting on the boy's condition.

The little boy has been in a coma for more than half a month, and the police asked the hospital to wake the little boy up, because the little boy escaped from the hands of human traffickers, and if he is rescued, it is very likely that the case of the missing baby will be solved.

Hongdao Central Hospital has tried its best, but it has never been able to save the little boy, so it has to come from Japan and Japan, and Mr. Kenhito Yamamoto, the most authoritative neurosurgeon in the world, to come for consultation.

Kenhito Yamamoto is in his forties, more than 1.6 meters tall, Mediterranean bald, pot-bellied, and arrogant.

At this moment, he is holding a brain magnetic resonance film in his hand, facing the light of the window, squinting at a pair of triangular eyes to observe the film.

The dean, doctors, nurses, and others stood respectfully on the sidelines, waiting to listen to the guidance of the authoritative experts of the state.

"Multiple ischemic foci in the radial crown on both sides of the brain...... What is this? Well, white matter degeneration...... What is this? Why can't you see clearly, the equipment of your hospital is so poor, and you are still known as the best hospital in Hongdao! You don't even have a decent piece of equipment! The equipment of your hospital is almost too far away from the equipment of our Great Japanese War! I can't see this kind of garbage film clearly, you can see it and tell me!"

Kenhito Yamamoto frowned after watching the film a few times, got angry in a broken Chinese, and arrogantly threw the film to Zhang Dun, the director of the neurology department in his fifties.

Zhang Dun hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but he didn't catch it, and the piece slipped under the bed.

Dean Xu Guohui and other doctors and nurses all changed their faces slightly, and they felt very uncomfortable.

Hongdao Central Hospital is the best tertiary hospital in Hongdao, which is very famous in the whole of China, and the hospital's equipment has long been in line with international standards, and it is by no means worse than that of Japan and Japan.

Kenhito Yamamoto did this skillfully and deliberately made things difficult.

However, what can be done about this?

Whoever makes the family an internationally authoritative neurologist, can only listen honestly to what people say!

Zhang Dun was about to squat down and pick up the film from under the bed, when a thin and tall nurse in her twenties, with bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like condensation, and a majestic chest rushed to squat down, reached out and picked up the piece from under the bed, and handed it to Zhang Dun.

Zhang Dun nodded in thanks and began to report the diagnosis results on the film to Kenhito Yamamoto......

Yamamoto Kenren's eyes fell on the little nurse, seeing her tall and thin delicate body, the towering but extremely proud on her chest, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva secretly, a lustful light flashed in her triangular eyes, and she didn't hear what Zhang Dun was saying in her ears at all, and said lewdly in her heart: "Yo Xi, this little nurse's honey is simply the best in the world, even more powerful than those heroines produced by Yipindao! Find a chance, Lao Tzu must ravage her fiercely!"

After Zhang Dun finished reporting, Yamamoto didn't listen to a word at all, and then asked him to report on what treatment plans were used for the patient.

Zhang Dun reported respectfully, and then Kenhito Yamamoto arrogantly picked out some faults, and sneered at the dean and other doctors.

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The taxi driver led Yang Xiaoqian to Hongdao Central Hospital.

The driver's name is Zhao Jun, and his wife is anxiously waiting for the results of the consultation outside the ward.

"Lao Zhao, why are you here? Didn't I tell me, just be here with me, you can do a few more jobs to earn medical expenses for us every day!"

Zhao Jun's wife saw the man coming, and immediately complained about him.

She was in her fifties, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked haggard, and she had cried dry tears for her unconscious son for half a month.

"Wife, this is Brother Yang, don't look at his young age, his physiognomy is very powerful! I want him to meet us every day, and see when he can wake up every day!"

Zhao Jun introduced Yang Xiaoqian to his wife and said with some excitement.

"Lao Zhao, you are nervous! What are you looking for this little liar for? If you don't work hard outside to make money, what will we do with our daily medical expenses?"

"Hurry up and get out and work!

Zhao Jun's wife was very anxious, and her son's temper was even worse after the accident, and her hands rained down on him, driving him towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.

"Wife, don't worry, listen to me, Brother Yang is not a liar......"

Zhao Jun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and explained to his wife while dodging.

Yang Xiaoqian smiled slightly, but he was not angry, time was pressing, and he had to treat the driver's son immediately.

He knocked on the door of the hospital room and tried to open it, but it was locked.

He knocked on the door again, and a beautiful little nurse wearing a nurse's uniform, tall and thin, but extremely majestic and proud on her chest opened the door gently, immediately pursed her red cherry lips, raised a white and slender index finger, put it to her mouth and made a silent gesture towards Yang Xiaoqian, and then walked out gently, turned around and closed the door gently, for fear of disturbing the authoritative expert Yamamoto Kenhito inside.

The beautiful little nurse is the little nurse who picked up the pieces for Zhang Dun.

"Little brother, Professor Yamamoto, an international authoritative expert we have invited, is consulting the patient, can you not go in! Are you a relative of the patient? What is the matter with you?"

The beautiful little nurse looked at Yang Xiaoqian with crystal bright eyes and asked politely.

The name on her badge is Bai Ruoyu.

Bai Ruoyu is cute and beautiful, and she is quite polite, and Yang Xiaoqian has a good impression of her.

"Sister nurse, I was invited by the patient's family to treat the patient!

Yang Xiaoqian looked at her with a smile and said.

"Are you going to heal? Are you a doctor?"

Bai Ruoyu's crystal-like beautiful eyes looked Yang Xiaoqian up and down a few times, no matter how she looked at this kid, she looked like a high school student, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I can cure diseases! I can cure any disease in the world, and my medical skills are amazing!"

Yang Xiaoqian said confidently.

"You little fellow! Hurry up and go home and do your summer homework! I don't have time to be blind and poor with you! I'm going back, or the head nurse will scold me again!"

Bai Ruoyu wrinkled her white and straight little nose, pretending to be fierce and reprimanded Yang Xiaoqian, but her appearance was very cute, and she turned around and was about to go back after speaking.

"Sister nurse, I can really cure the disease! You don't believe I can cure your mastitis right away!"

Yang Xiaoqian said with a smile.

"Ah...... You...... How do you know I have mastitis?"

Bai Ruoyu was startled, and immediately turned around, put her hands on her chest, and looked at Yang Xiaoqian with a red face full of incredulity.

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