The harsh winter has arrived, and the first winter vacation is coming, and the students can't help but secretly feel happy in their hearts. As soon as they return to their hometown during the holidays, girls can let their parents buy fashionable clothes for the New Year, and boys will kowtow to their elders a few more times on Chinese New Year's Eve, and they will get red envelopes for the New Year.

In the self-study class on this day, the head of the department came to call Xiao Xiaohan and said:

"Little classmate, you are going to ...... now" The director's old man was slow and wanted to cough.

As soon as Xiao Xiaohan heard that the director came to pass on him, he couldn't help but get nervous: What happened to me?

listened to the director's face flushed, and finally spoke again:

"Ahem, classmate Xiaohan, you're going to be famous now, haha, it's also the glory of our Tiandu University!"

Xiao Han thought to himself, you are glorious, but his mother scared Lao Tzu and glorified a fart!

But he couldn't answer like that, so he had to nod at the director and mumbled.

"Come on, come on, come with the teacher, and we'll be glorious soon." ”

Xiao Xiaohan had no choice but to follow the director closely and walk to get some glory.

When I entered the living room of the school reception, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting on the wide sofa, although he was a man, he combed his long hair with a shawl, permed it into a nest of squid rolls, dyed it the color of the yellow earth in the northwest, wore a pair of black wide-brimmed myopic glasses, and his sleep-deprived pale face revealed an unbelievable smile.

With a smile on his face, the head of the department pointed to the man with the squid roll on the sofa and introduced:

"Xiao Xiaohan, this is a well-known reporter of the "Tiandu Morning News" 'Tiandu Horizontal' column, let's talk about it. The director walked out.

"Oh, hello!" the well-known reporter smiled, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Xiao Han, "Pseudonym, Bao inquire." I hope you like it, haha!"

Xiao Xiaohan shook his hand politely, nodded and looked at him, thinking in his heart: You are not famous, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, but your stinky pen name is too harsh!

Who told you to come and ask around? What do you want to ask me?

Bao inquired and stretched out his hand and motioned to sit down, Xiao Xiaohan sat on a soft chair opposite, and listened to Bao inquire, and the reporter asked:

"Xiao Xiaohan, not long ago you saved your teacher An Erru in the city hospital, is there such a thing?"

The question reminded Xiao Xiaohan of what happened not long ago:

On Monday morning, An Erru, a lecturer in the Department of Literature, was teaching the fourth class a class on the history of ancient Chinese literature, when he suddenly collapsed on the podium and fainted for a while.

Ms. An was taken to the largest hospital in the city and admitted to the neurology ward.

Xiao Xiaohan nodded and replied:

"Yes, there is such a thing. ”

Listening to the squid roll smiled and asked:

"Since you have already been admitted to the hospital, and that city hospital is still the best hospital in the city, why did you go to treat your teacher, Professor Anerru? Do you believe that the hospital will cure your teacher, or do you think that your medical skills are better than those expert-level doctors?"

Xiao Han really didn't want to listen to this squid roll and his mother's question, isn't this obviously ridiculing Lao Tzu?

But he could not lose his temper with the reporter, so he replied in detail:

Although Mr. An was admitted to the hospital and was immediately rescued and became conscious, after repeated consultations by doctors, he still could not make an accurate diagnosis of the condition, and only made a temporary response to continue observation.

The so-called coping treatment only allows the patient to be admitted to a single room, without administering medicine, asking the nurse to apply an ice towel to the patient's head on time to cool down, telling the companion not to talk to the patient, and so on.

It took a long time for the hospital to issue a preliminary diagnosis, which was "depression".

Xiao Xiaohan felt that this was the concept of Western medical diagnosis, and it seemed that Mr. An was indeed related to this disease.

However, after conducting the traditional observation and hearing for Teacher An, as well as the basic diagnosis techniques on the "Holy Extreme Medical Sutra", Xiao Xiaohan determined that Teacher An's disease was a symptom defined as "confusion and miscellaneous diseases", which belonged to the incurable diseases in ancient medical prescriptions.

Since the hospital can't administer medicine for treatment, and the patient can't always wait, Xiao Xiaohan can only give medicine to the teacher according to the ancient doctor's prescription.

Listening to the squid roll then asked:

"So Xiao Xiaohan, do you think that your teacher's critical illness and improvement are the result of your medication?"

Xiao Xiaohan felt even more angry after hearing this, so he contradicted a sentence:

"So is it cured by a hospital that doesn't even dare to take medicine?"

Hearing Xiaohan's question, the reporter smiled mysteriously, shook his head, and took out a newspaper from a big bag as he spoke, and handed it to Xiao Xiaohan.

"Xiao Xiaohan, I don't believe that it was the hospital, or if you finally cured your teacher An Erru's strange illness. Here is a factual report on the treatment of Professor An Erru of Tiandu University by the Department of Neurology of the City Hospital, the author is the chief physician of the Department of Neurology, can you take a look at it first, and then we will discuss it?"

Xiao Xiaohan took the newspaper and opened it, and there was indeed an eye-piercing article on the second page, the title was:

"Divine Doctor, or Ghost Doctor"

The author's name is:

Zhen Yijia

Xiao Xiaohan thought about it, read the article again, and the identity of the author was revealed in the self-introduction at the beginning, which was the director of the neurology department of Tiandu Hospital, and the pen name was his real name.

It can be understood from the subtitle of the article that this article is to expose the so-called miracle doctor Xiao Xiaohan is actually a big liar who destroys medical ethics.

What's going on?

Xiao Han then went on to recount, and in this article, he recounted a scam that took place in the city hospital in order to ruin the reputation of the hospital and make the perpetrator Xiao Xiaohan famous all over the world.

First of all, it was ruled out that Mr. An Erru, a professor at Tiandu University, was actually a lover, and he didn't know what medicine Xiao Xiaohan gave him, so he got an incurable disease called "depression", in fact, the patient's physical symptoms were fake, and it was a scam that made the hospital misjudge. In the end, a university scholar of literature, a fake doctor who did not learn or knew how to do it, pretended to give one or two things called elixirs, and the patient miraculously recovered.

At the end of the article, he asked in a fierce voice:

"Let me ask you, among the presidents, kings, millionaires, government officials, celebrity bosses, and all kinds of employees in the world, who can easily be cured of this incurable disease?

Reporter Bao inquired and saw that Xiao Han had finished reading the article, so he asked:

"Xiao Xiaohan, what do you think of this article?"

Xiao Xiaohan replied:

"Fabrication, ignorant fabrication. ”

The reporter smiled and said:

"However, this article has alarmed the upper echelons ......"

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