Chapter 140 - A Journey Against the Heavens

Hua Tuo once told Xiao Qiao a theory that subverted the latter's three views. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He said that medicine is a discipline that violates the laws of nature and exists in ******.

Yes, against the sky.

Most people in ancient times believed in the saying that "each person has his own destiny, and each has his own destiny". It is believed that as soon as everyone is born, their respective destiny has already been set, which cannot be changed or violated by the mandate of heaven, and can only be content with the status quo. Birth, old age, sickness and death, old and weak, sick and disabled, when a person will die, when will something happen to him, there are already arrangements in the dark.

And what about medicine? But it did the opposite. The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, it can help them recover their health; If an accident occurs the day after tomorrow, it can also try its best to repair it, and it can reverse the status quo that has happened. Therefore, Hua Tuo said that medicine is simply a trip against heaven that goes against the will of God.

Therefore, now that the heavens want Wang Xiaohu to die, then he Xiao Qiao will show the sky against the sky!

"I'll do this surgery!"

Xiao Qiao suddenly spoke, breaking the deathly silence of the corridor.

Hearing his words, the eyes of everyone present were all focused on this young man. The boy's hair was black and silky, covering half of his eyes; With delicate cheeks and bright eyes, he looks like a handsome guy. However, under the limelight of this group of Chinese medicine masters, his existence seems a little insignificant.

Ling Zixuan finally found an opportunity to fight Xiao Qiao, for so many elders who showed powerless trouble, what can he do with a guy who hasn't grown any hair? At that moment, he shouted viciously: "Xiao Qiao, don't go too far!" Human life is at stake, how can you be allowed to act recklessly here? The elders have already said that there is no way, do you want to say that you are better than these elders' medical skills? ”

He brought out the idea of elders talking about things and maliciously speculating on Xiao Qiao, this method is not shrewd, and in a word, Xiao Qiao is squeezed out of the opposite side of everyone. As soon as Ling Zixuan's words fell, the disciples who followed were all indignantly arguing.

"Don't think that you are invincible after winning two trials in the tryouts, and you don't know what your last name is."

"You have surgery? Do you really think you're omnipotent? ”

"Ignorant fellow!"

"Shut up! What time is it now, and are you still in the mood for this infighting? Tang Deyao burst into a shout, making those disciples stop in a daze. When he turned to face Xiao Qiao, he still squeezed out a stiff smile on his face: "Xiao Qiao, I know that you must have your own considerations for making this proposal, so how sure are you that you can save Wang Xiaohu?" ”

"Fifty percent." Xiao Qiao said truthfully.

Fifty percent? Is this a statement that is high or low?

Ling Zixuan's face was overjoyed, his waist was straight, and he sneered: "Fifty percent sure that you are embarrassed to stand up and speak?" The probability of success and failure is exactly five or five points, and your wishful thinking is quite good, so even if you fail, you can easily shirk it, right? ”

"Whether it's any disease or any surgery, there can only be two outcomes, either success or failure. Those who say they can be 100% cured either have no knowledge of medical skills or deliberately exaggerate their attempts to attract patients. The number of five or five is the correct solution. Xiao Qiao tilted his head and glanced at Ling Zixuan with disdain. This kind of goods, I don't want to deal with him, it's just that, he still jumps endlessly.

Listening to Xiao Qiao's explanation, everyone also understood that he was extremely cautious about the fifty percent certainty he said, and they looked at each other for a while, not knowing whether to believe him or not. But seeing the young man's clear and resolute eyes made people feel a strong sense of convincing.

Could it be that he really has something to rely on?

Tang Deyao finally made up his mind, knowing that if he delayed outside for a while, the hope of Wang Xiaohu inside being rescued would be reduced by one point, and he immediately decided: "Now it can only be like this, if we are a few old things, I am afraid it will not be as good as you." This time, you'll be in charge, and we'll do it for you. ”

Rumble!!!

The audience was in an uproar!

Who is Tang Deyao? The first person in Chinese medicine who deserves the name of Chinese medicine once overwhelmed the entire Western medicine with his own strength, saved the lives of countless civilians when the ghost face mosquito was raging in Southeast Asia, and was enshrined as the existence of the savior.

But it's such a living legend, and now he actually opens his identity and is willing to give a hand to a hairy boy with no name in the master? And it's not enough for him alone, but also with other elders, so many people?

"It's too messy! Donald. How can you give him a hand? This is too inconsistent with the identity of you elders! Ling Zixuan spoke out in jealousy. What the hell is so special about him, how can he get such unprecedented glory? What qualifications does he have?

"Do you have a better way?" Tang Deyao's gaze at Ling Zixuan finally slowly turned cold, usually he could tolerate any nonsense they had, but at this critical juncture, he still reminded himself that he was worried about those irrelevant identities, it was really enough mud to hold up the wall.

"I didn't ...... No ......" seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, Ling Zixuan replied sneeringly, and he didn't dare to say more.

The matter was settled, and of course, there was another trouble to deal with before the surgery could be performed.

"I said, are you people mistaken? I don't care where you're from, or how noble your status is, but this is Sidley Hospital, not your home. Just as Xiao Qiao and Tang Deyao got up, the doctor got up from the ground in embarrassment. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Qiao, his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not eyes, and he said crookedly: "He is the main knife?" To put it lightly, if something happens, who is responsible? ”

"Count me in." Xiao Qiao and Tang Deyao said at the same time. The two glanced at each other, and a tacit sense of sharing honor and disgrace was gradually growing. In this era of loss of faith, some things need someone to stand up and take responsibility, especially when Wang Xiaohu is injured, and Xiao Qiao is impossible to stay out of it.

The doctor looked disdainful, and said without showing any virtue: "You guys? What are you? ”

"I'm Xiaohu's father, as long as I agree, it's fine, right?" Looking at Xiao Qiao with complicated eyes, Wang Hengyang finally took a step forward. In fact, he didn't have a heart in his heart, and if he had a choice, he would never put his son's life here.

But now there is no choice.

"You can think about it, hand over your son to these two unknown people, if something happens, our hospital will not take any responsibility." The doctor said with a gloomy face, but his heart was full of joy. Since there are fools vying for responsibility and being willing to take responsibility, then just try it, he won't care if that little tiger lives or dies, as long as he can keep his reputation.

"Don't worry, if something happens, I will never trouble your hospital." Wang Hengyang naturally knew what this doctor was thinking, and said lightly.

"This is what you said yourself, then you, as a family member of the patient, should sign an agreement with me first." The doctor squinted his eyes and smiled gloomily, and his orange peel face covered with acne marks made people want to go up and step on it a few times. After that, he was impatient to take the lead and walked out, and secretly speculated in his heart: "Hurry up and finalize this matter, so as not to have many dreams in the future." ”

Wang Hengyang followed behind the doctor and patted Xiao Qiao heavily on the shoulder as he passed by him. smiled, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Everything is up to you, Xiao Qiao." ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang." Xiao Qiao said solemnly.

Looking at the somewhat depressed and helpless back of the underworld hero, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but sigh bitterly. At this time, Wang Hengyang is just an ordinary father, and when he encounters this kind of powerless thing, he can only sigh.

Turning around, Xiao Qiao folded his hands and bowed to the elders one by one. Then he said slowly: "Thanks to Donald's kindness, Xiao Qiao has thanked the elders here first. ”

"On the way to medicine, the master is the teacher, our old bones can't stand your worship. Besides, it's nothing compared to your friend's life, just say what you need us to do. Ling Chenlang replied with a smile, and helped Xiao Qiao's body up by the way.

Huang Yanqing also nodded without mind, not to mention whether the operation was successful or not, Xiao Qiao's courage alone is commendable: "Yes, doctors take saving lives and helping the injured as their duty, I thought that we people would not be able to help anything on this trip, but now that there is a chance, you can call us." ”

"Okay, without further ado, let's go in and talk about it." Ouyang Quan waved his hand like gold, and more than a dozen people walked into the operating room one after another.

A moment later, the red light at the top of the door came on again.

(PS Author's words: When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.) I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival one day in advance. )