Xia Xing and Xu Wei had just arrived at the hospital when a Maserati rushed over and stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

A man in a Hermès suit hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back door.

At this moment, two people came down from the back door and carried down a young man covered in blood.

Seeing the young man's injury, Xia Xing's heart sank.

Because of inheriting the secret technique of Qimen and the perspective eye, Xia Xing could see at a glance that the boy's vitality was passing little by little.

Zhang Ai seemed to be crazy, crying and shouting at the hospital: "Doctor, where is the doctor? Come and save people, help!"

"Xia Xing, take a picture, this is big news. Xu Wei reminded anxiously on the side.

However, Xia Xing did not take a picture, but came to the boy.

Xia Xing walked over and put his hand on the boy's wrist.

With the secret technique of Qimen, as soon as the pulse is connected, the patient's injuries are already well understood.

His eyes fell on the head, chest and legs of the injured person, and then said: "The patient has a comminuted fracture of the right leg, bruises in the brain, multiple fractures of the internal bone, and lung damage, and must be operated on immediately." ”

As soon as Xia Xing's words came out, a disdainful voice came from behind him: "Are you a medical professional?

Turning his head, the person who spoke was a doctor named Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao is in his forties and is clearly the sitting doctor of today.

Xia Xing didn't say anything, the patient's condition was very critical, now was not the time to fight, he had to immediately examine the injured and then operate.

He stepped aside and let several nurses carry the wounded man onto a stretcher.

Zhang Ai grabbed Zhang Tao's collar: "Boy, you are the attending physician, right, you must cure Young Master Wu Cong, if he makes any mistakes, you will die." ”

"Wu Cong, which young master Wu Cong?" Since the injured man's face was covered in blood, he didn't recognize the other party.

"National husband Wu Cong, haven't you heard of it? Tell you that Wu Cong's father is Wu Tianming of Tianming Group. Zhang Ai roared.

Hearing this name, Zhang Tao's heart trembled: "Quick, check on Young Master Wu immediately, and I will report to the dean." ”

Wu Cong is a well-known first-line star in China, and his father is a well-known business tycoon in Shanghai, and Tianming Group donates tens of millions of equipment to the hospital every year, so he naturally dare not slack off.

Zhang Tao took out the phone and hurriedly called the dean and expert Wei Lao.

Xia Xing said to Xu Wei: "The patient's condition is very serious, I know some medical skills to help." ”

This news is indeed very exciting, but Xu Wei is still a reporter with a conscience, and it is obviously inappropriate to continue taking pictures at this time, so she also followed Xia Xing and the nurse to push the patient into the intensive care unit.

After all, the patient's identity is special, so the efficiency of the hospital is also surprisingly fast, and soon Wu Cong's various examination results have come out.

Zhang Tao got the test results and glanced at Xia Xing like a ghost.

Because the results of this examination turned out to be exactly the same as what Xia Xing said.

This guy has some special function, just by taking the pulse and looking at it a few times, he can detect the patient's condition.

"What are you in a daze, how is Young Master Wu Cong's condition?" Zhang Ai shouted anxiously.

"This ...... Young Master Wu's condition was very serious, the patient's right leg was comminutedly fractured, there was blood stasis in the brain, multiple fractures of the internal bone, lung damage, and he had to be operated on immediately. ”

Zhang Tao almost repeated what Xia Xing had just said.

In fact, according to the results of the examination, Wu Cong was basically sentenced to death, even if it was Wei Lao, an old expert from Huhai Hospital, he was afraid that he was only one or two percent sure. “

"Then hurry up and arrange the operation, what are you still doing in a daze?" Zhang Ai roared.

"Young Master Wu's condition is too serious, even if it is an operation, I'm afraid the success rate is not high, so it's better to transfer to a hospital in Kyoto." ”

"What kind of fart are you fart, Kyoto Hospital is 108,000 miles away, and your head is in water?" Zhang Ai grabbed Zhang Tao's collar and yelled.

Zhang Tao's face turned pale: "Don't get excited, the dean and Wei Lao, the most authoritative expert in our hospital, are also on the way." ”

Zhang Ai threw Zhang Tao aside, pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

Just now Wu Cong was driving a car, and suddenly answered a phone call, and then his emotions were out of control and he crashed into a big truck, he was Wu Cong's agent, and if something happened to Wu Cong, he couldn't afford to pay the responsibility.

At this moment, Wu Cong on the hospital bed suddenly coughed violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and the instrument on his body also sounded an alarm.

The faces of everyone present changed, and Wu Cong was about to die.