"Sick, and saved. In the silent conference room, only Fang Luo's words sounded in a daze.

Like an earth-shattering thunderbolt.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar.

If it weren't for the fact that this occasion was too serious, I'm afraid many people would have laughed out loud at this time.

Even Ju Wenshi personally announced that there was no cure for his illness, and Fang Luo actually dared to risk the world and say that there was salvation?

It's not just their faces, it's Ju Wenshi's face.

Is this kid thinking about taking credit too much?

But if you want to take credit, you have to have your own capital.

Also, Fang Luo's face was a little unfamiliar to all the doctors present, which made these doctors frown slightly.

Who is he?

"Young man, there is some salvation in your mouth, but how to talk about it, even Mr. Ju himself said that it cannot be cured, this disease is only recorded in ancient books, and the treatment method has long been lost. How to save it, you explain it for us old bones, I'm looking forward to it,"

"That's it, you guy who hasn't grown his hair yet, and you actually said that you would save him when a Chinese medicine master like Mr. Ju had already been diagnosed, aren't you in a hurry for quick success. ”

"How did he get in?" someone questioned.

"Yes, there doesn't seem to be such a person in Haidu's hospital, how did he get in? ”

The doctors who had been quiet heard Fang Luo's words, if it weren't for Mayor Ye Feipeng who was also in the conference room at this time, I am afraid they would have laughed out loud.

When Ye Feipeng heard Fang Luo's words, hope was rekindled in his eyes at first.

Later, when he saw Fang Luo's young face and heard the words of other doctors and experts, the hope that had been ignited was suddenly annihilated again.

He, Ye Feipeng, is the mayor of Haidu.

But he didn't have much contact with medicine, and at this time he was more than capable of doing so, although he wished that he was not the so-called mayor now, but a doctor of medicine, who could help his daughter heal well, and even snatch people from the hands of Lord Yama.

Even if it doesn't work, let your poor daughter stay in this world for a few more days.

Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of sadness.

He was a father and his daughter was lying in the intensive care unit, and he couldn't do anything about it, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Fang Luo's face became a little gloomy, and he felt very uncomfortable being accused by these people like this.

The symptoms they can't cure don't mean that Fang Luo can't be cured.

After all, TCM skills are still here.

Listening to their words, it is clear that they have given up.

Since they've all given up, why don't they let themselves try?

"Where did I say I can't be saved?" Just as Fang Luo's face gradually became gloomy and uncomfortable, Ju Wenshi spoke.

"Didn't you always say that the ancient books only recorded the symptoms, not the treatment?"

"Yes, you just said that there is no cure. ”

“……”

There was a natural difference between the response that Ju Wenshi received when he opened his mouth and the response that Fang Luo received.

After all, in the eyes of these people, Fang Luo was just a milky and undried little kid with untidy hair.

And Ju Wenshi is a master in the medical world here, and he is a big man who can cause a shock in the Chinese medical community if he shakes it casually.

"I'm saying that I don't have a cure, not that the patient is not saved. Ju Wenshi played a dumb riddle, then looked at Fang Luo beside him, and said, "Since my master said that there is salvation, then the patient will definitely be saved." ”

Ju Wenshi's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and everyone present was distracted.

"My master was brought in by me, and if everyone here thinks that if my master can't appear in this conference room, then I will be even less qualified as an apprentice. Guys, are you trying to kick me out?"

In some ways, the Chinese medical community was dragged down by some of the doctors present.

For the sake of the so-called merit, I don't dare to heal the so-called black cauldron and dare not try to let the patient fend for himself, but the patient is also a human being, and he is also a living life.

If you don't try to save it, how can you talk about not being able to save it?

The doctors who were originally ridiculing Fang Luo with great interest immediately closed their mouths when they heard Ju Wenshi's words.

They can mock a Fang Luo who has no identity and no merit record, but they can't mock Fang Luo, who is Ju Wenshi's master.

Different titles will be treated differently.

"Is there a cure?" the dean asked, and hope appeared in Ye Feipeng's eyes in that corner.

Ju Wenshi's master.

How terrifying is that achievement in the medical field?

"Yes. Acupuncture. Supplemented with traditional Chinese medicine conditioning. Of course. As soon as possible. Fang Luo replied.

"If it fails, who bears the blame?" asked a doctor with glasses abruptly.

His words were also in the minds of all the doctors present who participated in the discussion.

They don't want to serve as this black pot for no reason.

Although Ju Wenshi personally admitted that this young man was his master, he was really a little scary to be young.

A real clinician who has not gone through several years of training to have real talent and real learning, and is there no theory on paper?

"I take it. Ju Wenshi slapped the table angrily.

He entered the conference room, and all the doctors said that the patient was hopeless without trying to do further treatment, which made Ju Wenshi feel a little bad.

Later, when his master Fang Luo said that he could be saved, instead of asking how to save it, these people ridiculed him, which made the anger in Ju Wenshi's heart pil up.

At this time, these doctors were still thinking of shirking their responsibilities at such a juncture, and Ju Wenshi's anger was a little irrepressible.

He was an impatient.

Otherwise, he would not have concluded from Gong Yajian's mouth that Fang Luo's diagnostic ability was stronger than his own and he could quickly cure her condition, Ju Wenshi quickly rushed to Gong Yajian's house when he heard the news.

"I do it too. The dean sighed helplessly.

"As a family member of the patient, I believe in the old master, and if something happens, I will admit it. Ye Feipeng also saw all of this in the conference room, although he was angry, he couldn't do anything, after all, these doctors were in charge of his daughter's fate.

But these doctors are useless now.

Useful was the young Fang Luo next to Ju Wenshi.

At the same time, Ye Feipeng also noticed the careful thinking of these doctors in the conference room, and he felt that it was time to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger.

"Without further ado, hurry up!" commanded the dean.

"Nurse, how is my daughter's illness? Can it be okay?" Ye Feipeng's wife was guarding the outside of the intensive care unit at this time, watching the nurse inside come out, and hurriedly asked.

"Madame Mayor, we're not doctors, so we don't know what's going on. But you have to believe that things will get better. The nurse was relieved.

After the nurse finished speaking, when she saw the dean leading a group of experts from Haohao Tangtang, she immediately shouted respectfully: "Dean." ”

"Master, do you need to take a break?" asked Ju Wenshi in the crowd as he turned to Fang Luo.

"No, I know this condition, and the further it drags on, the more tricky it becomes. Fang Luo smiled calmly.

The dean led everyone to the ward, and at this time, Fang Luo had already changed into a poison-free suit, and Ju Wenshi followed closely behind him.

"Do you still need manpower?" asked the dean.

At this moment, all his hopes were pinned on Fang Luo's body.

"No, I'm enough for Lao Ju. Fang Luo said with a smile.