"Old. ”

"Mr. Ju. ”

“……”

When Ju Wenshi hurriedly felt Haidu No. 1 Hospital, Fang Luo also followed.

At this time, Ju Wenshi's expression was not facing Fang Luo's studious child, on the contrary, his expression was very solemn, looking at the vice president of the hospital and asking, "Patient?"

"In the intensive care unit. "The director of the city's first hospital doesn't have the slightest shelf in front of a medical giant like Ju Wenshi.

"Take me there. Ju Wenshi commanded.

The group quickly walked to the window of the intensive care room, Ju Wenshi took a look, and the doctor of the hospital handed him the results of the diagnosis and the information.

Ju Wenshi took the information, he didn't look at it carefully, but took the lead in handing it to Fang Luo beside him.

After getting to know Fang Luo, Ju Wenshi really understood the profound truth of this medical world, if this matter was not serious, he would not urgently notify himself to come, but sometimes many things could not be grasped in a short period of time.

"The attending doctors of the hospital are in a meeting at this time to discuss how to solve this matter, Mr. Ju ......," the director said respectfully on the side.

"Hmm. Ju Wenshi nodded, and then the dean led him into the conference room.

In the conference room, the attending doctors of the First Hospital and the doctors who were urgently dispatched were all urgently negotiating.

When he saw Ju Wenshi walk in, it was as if he had found the backbone, and the originally violent discussion disappeared with Ju Wenshi's seat.

"Tell me about the results of your discussions. ”

Ju Wenshi asked Fang Luo to take a seat first, and then he sat down.

Fang Luo looked at the patient's name on the medical record sheet in his hand.

Ye Dandie.

This name is nothing, but when he saw the name of the family, Fang Luo understood why Ju Wenshi, the attending doctor of the city's first hospital and the doctors of other hospitals were urgently summoned, and the identity of the emotional patient was not simple.

Ye Dandie, the daughter of the mayor of Haidu.

At this time, Mayor Ye was sitting in the corner of the conference room, his expression was full of vicissitudes.

He had a daughter in old age, but he didn't expect that his daughter would make such a fuss when she was just three years old.

Fang Luo didn't say anything after reading the medical record, but just handed it back to Ju Wenshi.

"The patient's physical condition is terrible at this time, but there is no past medical history in the medical record. It's like a sudden onset, it's ......," a bespectacled doctor said, with a somewhat helpless tone.

Detailed examinations and diagnoses were done, and nothing was found.

I wanted to say that I was powerless, but the patient's father, the mayor of Haidu, was sitting in the conference room at the moment.

It's not to say, it's also a torment not to say it.

It's really been eight lifetimes of mold, and it would actually touch such a thing.

It's good if this succeeds, after all, he is helping the daughter of the mayor of Haidu to heal his condition, how can he make Ye Feipeng, the mayor, feel a little grateful to himself, maybe he can be promoted and make a fortune at that time.

But if it fails, something might happen.

"The patient's pulse is chaotic and his constitution is cold, it stands to reason that this constitution will be detected from birth, but why is it suddenly erupting without any warning now?" A Chinese medicine doctor also frowned in the conference room at this time: "The alleviation strategies that can be known have been tried, and the results have not improved at all." ”

After the two finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room was very awkward.

The words of these two men will be heard by many of the doctors present.

I don't know the cause of the disease, how can they start treating it?

Even if a few doctors have a certain idea in their hearts, they dare not say it.

After all, if this disease is cured, there will be rewards, commendations, promotions, and fortunes.

But if it's not cured, won't you become the culprit if you don't do well?

Who wants to carry this black cauldron.

"I read about this symptom in an ancient book. At this moment, Ju Wenshi stared at the medical records and various examination materials, and slowly spoke: "The physique is extremely cold, weak and sickly when you are young, and it will erupt when you are three or four years old. ”

"Can there be a cure?" Hearing Ju Wenshi's words, Ye Feipeng suddenly said excitedly as if he saw hope.

"I had only read about this disease from ancient books, and there were only a few words about the symptoms, but there was no cure. Ju Wenshi put down the medical record sheet and spoke slowly.

There are many incurable diseases in this world.

In addition, depending on the condition and constitution, the treatment method used for the same condition is different.

What's more, this kind of disease has not been recorded once in modern times, and only appears in ancient books.

He Ju Wenshi didn't care about his reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, if he didn't do it, he didn't do it, so he generously admitted it.

"Alas. ”

Hearing this, Ye Feipeng's hope seemed to be stifled, and he couldn't help but sigh, his figure stood in a corner, as if he was dozens of years old.

Ju Wenshi's opening made the doctors present breathe a long sigh.

After all, even people like Ju Wenshi who can't be cured by Chinese medicine masters don't need to mention them.

If they are well healed, then they are also masters of Chinese medicine.

"Is there anything else else you want to say?" the director of the city's No. 1 Hospital swept his gaze over all the doctors present one by one, and asked urgently.

No one answered, and everyone who made eye contact with him unconsciously avoided his gaze.

Only Ju Wenshi's eyes were frank and open.

The dean's heart couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"I want to say. ”

At that moment, someone suddenly spoke up and broke the dead silence of the conference room.

Hearing that someone like Ju Wenshi said that there was no way to cure him, he would actually take the initiative to make a suggestion, and the eyes of all the doctors present were focused on the person who spoke.

Fang Luo sat beside Ju Wenshi, and he was the one who spoke at this time.

He smiled and looked at all the doctors who could be called experts and professors present, his fingers tapped lightly on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were full of confidence.

When the dean first saw Fang Luo's young appearance, he was initially hopeless in his heart.

can see Ju Wenshi beside him, and recall that when he handed Ju Wenshi the patient's medical record, Ju Wenshi took the lead in handing the medical record to this young man, and when he sat in the conference room, Ju Wenshi took the initiative to move the stool for him, and when he sat down, Ju Wenshi was seated.

Someone who can make the master of Chinese medicine treat him like this.

There may be hope.

"What do you want to say?" the dean pinned his hopes on Fang Luo.

"Sick, and saved. Fang Luo said this loudly in front of all the experts and professors, in front of the Chinese medicine master who didn't know how to treat it.