Liu Guoxuan smiled awkwardly, pulled Mo Wen to the room, and deliberately closed the door, as if he had something very important to say.

"Mosquito, that's the case, there is a patient in our hospital, with a special identity, is an advanced stomach cancer, I don't know if you have any research on cancer? Since the current medical conditions are still very limited, the question now is, in addition to some necessary treatments, how to let advanced cancer patients live longer? We have no one in the world who can cure a patient with advanced stomach cancer, which is the key to the problem, I want you to try ......."

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, and then asked, "What kind of treatment are you using at present?"

Liu Guoxuan saw that Mo Wen did not refuse, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly responded: " Basically, the main task is to alleviate symptoms, alleviate pain, improve the quality of life, so that patients can keep their mood comfortable, do not have stress, and secondly, provide end-of-life care and end-of-life care for patients at the end of the stage, regardless of the possibility of cancer cure, our hospital is to improve the quality of life of patients, improve the survival of patients for the purpose of treatment, so that patients not only live longer, but also live better, now we are just control cancer cells, prolong the life of patients as the main purpose of some treatments. ”

Mo Wen pondered for a while before he spoke: "Old Liu, I haven't seen the patient, I don't know if it can be cured, the ugly words are said first, whether it can be cured, whether I can cure it or not, it's up to me to decide, don't make it difficult for me when the time comes!"

"This ......" Liu Guoxuan hesitated, no matter what, let's take Mo Wen to the hospital first, and nodded busily: "Okay, I will definitely not embarrass you!"

"That's the best!" Mo Wen said with a smile.

"Mosquito, in that case, let's go to the hospital first without further ado. Liu Guoxuan said.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, is it?" Mo Wen said with some disgust.

"This patient's identity is special, and he is a heart disease in our hospital, so you can work hard, hehe. Liu Guoxuan pulled Mo Wen and walked outside the house.

The two got out of the house, got into Liu Guoxuan's Audi car, and about half an hour later, they came to the hospital where Liu Guoxuan was, and the two took the elevator and stopped at the cadre inpatient ward on the 25th floor.

The cadre ward is good, you can't enter without registration, and the environment here is quite good, quiet, there is no noisy sound, Mo Wen under the leadership of Liu Guoxuan, came to the door of ward 25-35, Liu Guoxuan knocked on the door first, the door was opened by a woman in her forties, dressed fashionably, with delicate skin, looking like a young woman in her thirties, it was obvious that this woman was very well maintained, I saw the woman who opened the door smiled slightly, and greeted softly: "Dean Liu, are you here?"

As soon as the words fell, a very magnetic man's voice came from inside: "Old woman, who is here?"

"Oh, it's Dean Liu......" As she spoke, the woman made a gesture of invitation and let Liu Guoxuan and Mo Wen enter the ward.

Mo Wen followed behind Liu Guoxuan, and when he walked into the ward, he knew what identity was.

The decoration of this ward is very special, with TV, computer, sofa, coffee table, flowers, toilet, etc., and even a small kitchen, next to the kitchenette there is a refrigerator and a small wine cabinet.

Walking further inside, Mo Wen saw that in the room in the small living room, there was a hospital bed, and on the hospital bed lay a pale-faced middle-aged man, with no trace of blood on his lips, looking mentally exhausted.

"Minister Zhao, I brought a miracle doctor and asked him to see your ......," Liu Guoxuan smiled.

"Oh, Divine Doctor?" The middle-aged man who was called Minister Zhao by Liu Guoxuan frowned, and then shifted his attention to Mo Wen beside Liu Guoxuan, but after seeing Mo Wen's age, he immediately showed a questioning expression: "Dean Liu, what are you kidding......?" He's the miracle doctor you call you're talking about?"

"Minister Zhao, this is Doctor Mo, Commander Liu's strange diseases that have not been cured for a long time have been cured by him, you can't underestimate him......" Seeing this, Liu Guoxuan hurriedly introduced it.

But before he finished speaking, the old guy didn't seem to believe Liu Guoxuan's words.

Minister Zhao looked at Mo Wen carefully, he was already a handful of old people, his eyesight was naturally not ordinary, he felt that Mo Wen was young, it was possible to know some medical skills, if he said that he was a miracle doctor, no one would believe it, he was a little worried that Mo Wen was a swaggering charlatan, and even whether he had other intentions.

"Young man, where are you from?" Minister Zhao was going to ask about Mo Wen's situation.

"Fuzhou. Mo Wen replied coldly.

"Oh, you are so young, which medical university did you graduate from?Who is your teacher?" Hearing that Mo Wen was a native of Fuzhou, Minister Zhao was even more convinced that the young man in front of him was a liar, but he didn't understand why even an old doctor like Liu Guoxuan would believe in this kind of deception.

"I don't have a teacher, to be precise, I haven't even gone to school......" Mo Wen's tone was still as cold as that.

"Oh, no teachers, never even went to school......? Isn't this a joke?" Minister Zhao listened, completely angry, originally thought that this young man was a young doctor who had just debuted, but where did he think that he would be a liar who had not studied medicine, which was enough to prove that Mo Wen was an unqualified doctor, and he cheated money by using the tricks in the Jianghu Lang.

"Young man, I don't care about you now, let's go, even Dean Liu and experts at home and abroad are helpless about my illness, you haven't even been to a medical university, don't join in the fun here!"

"Hmph. Mo Wen snorted coldly, didn't look at the middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed, and said to Liu Guoxuan: "Liu Lao, you invite me to come, I am giving you face, but it seems that this old guy who is dying doesn't appreciate it, I'd better go! I won't cure this person's illness, I won't cure it......"

"What did you say?" Minister Zhao's face turned blue with anger, and he pointed at Mo and asked, "Who do you say is the old guy who is dying?"

"Of course it's you, you are now sick all over your body, the cancer cells have spread all over the body, not only that, you also have liver cirrhosis, osteosarcoma, kidney failure, so many problems, and you still want to live? I said that you are about to die old guy, which point is wrong?" Mo asked the most unaccustomed to people like Minister Zhao.

Liu Guoxuan and Minister Zhao's wife were shocked when they heard Mo Wen's words, especially Minister Zhao's wife, while looking at Mo Wen, they were also secretly muttering in their hearts: How did he know about the old man's illness? Could it be that Dean Liu sued him?

Minister Zhao pointed his finger at Mo and asked, wanting to fight back with words, but he was a little unreasonable.

In addition, he was sick, and his body was not as good as before, and when he opened his mouth, Minister Zhao didn't say a word, he hit the edge of the bed with his fist, and said, "I don't want to talk to people like you, get out of here......"

After saying that, he turned to his wife and said, "Old woman, let this bastard get out, I don't want to see him again." ”

"The person who is going to die is still so arrogant, even if you give me a mountain of gold, I won't cure you of this old dog's illness......" Mo Wen turned his head to Liu Guoxuan and said, "Old Liu, I quit ......"

"Don't ...... Wait...... "Liu Guoxuan was really choked by this old guy, and kindly helped you find a miracle doctor, but you didn't appreciate it, he glanced at Minister Zhao with a strange look, and hurriedly grabbed Mo Wen, and asked, "Mosquito, you tell me the truth...... Can this disease be cured?"

"Yes...... But it won't be cured in a day or two!" Mo Wen nodded in response.

"Can you cure it? Have you studied medicine?" It's ridiculous...... Minister Zhao said sarcastically.

His wife also looked at Mo Wen with incredulous eyes, if the old man heard someone say such a thing before he got sick, this woman would probably have driven Mo Wen away a long time ago, and now, as Mo Wen said, the old man has little time, and one more doctor to see a doctor will give him more hope, why not try it?

What's more, Liu Guoxuan, an old doctor, is so respectful to this young man, maybe this young man is really a miracle doctor.

For Liu Guoxuan's sake, Minister Zhao's wife did not follow the old man's intentions, but stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Young man, this kind of thing, I hope you can be strict, this is not a trick...... Can you really be cured?"

Mo Wen knew that at his age, no one who saw him would believe that he was a 'miracle doctor' who could cure cancer, hearing this woman's words, he smiled faintly, and said with a straight face: " According to the judgment of the current medical community, this dying old guy can only live for 20 days at most, he will cough violently dozens of times a day, and his life will end soon, not that I scare you, the current treatment plan is just to alleviate the pain and suffering, and there is no treatment effect at all...... Having said that, if I had to cure it, it wouldn't be a terminal illness that couldn't be cured, and I wouldn't dare say I'd be 100% sure, but I think I should be able to let this dying old guy live for more than ten years...... ...... even longer"

Mo asked the old guy who was dying on the left, and the old guy who was dying on the right, which made Minister Zhao feel very uncomfortable, he was the head of the political department of the Public Security Department, and he could be regarded as a person with status and status in Fuzhou, who was not respectful to him by ordinary people? Who dared to insult him like Mo Wen?

Minister Zhao was now lying on the hospital bed, and he couldn't ask Mo how to do it, so he shouted to his wife, "Don't let him go......, right? He doesn't go, I go...... I'm not going to be treated here, can I change hospitals?"

Minister Zhao said to leave, but he didn't move, he was waiting for his wife to leave his ward.