In the room of the intensive care ward, Zhuo Hongxing and the members of the expert group stood in a circle around the bed, Zhuo Guangrong stood at the back of the expert group, while Xiao Yu and Zhuo Simiao stood in a corner, and the patient's family members only followed a man in his fifties named Zhong Jianguo and a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen.

Zhong Lao was lying on the hospital bed at this time, looking at his complexion, there was nothing abnormal, but he was relatively weak, and the position of his heart covering his chest with one hand trembled slightly. The expression on his face was very painful, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily every once in a while.

"Chief, what kind of pain do you feel in your heart? Is it painful to have a local pinprick in the area, or is it a pain in the whole heart, or is it a dull pain? ”

"Do you feel any pain in your head?"

"Is there anything else on your body that is uncomfortable?"

The experts of the expert group, holding the medical record book and some examination results, asked Zhong Lao some questions that he thought were important, and kept recording them in the book.

In fact, these questions had been asked in general when Zhuo Hongxing didn't come, and they didn't find any problems, but after Zhuo Hongxing came, they were considered a consultation, so they had to do these tasks.

Standing on the side, Zhong Jianguo watched the experts of the expert group keep asking questions one after another, and couldn't help frowning, they had asked these questions no less than three times, and they wanted to speak, but they were afraid of affecting the doctor's judgment, so they finally opened their mouths and did not speak.

But the twenty-seven-eighteen-year-old man couldn't hold his breath anymore, pouted and said, "Do you know how to see a doctor?" How many times do you have to ask a question? ”

"Zhong Tao!" Zhong Jianguo glared at the young man fiercely, raised his voice and shouted.

"I'm telling the truth!" Seeing his father Zhong Jianguo glaring at him, the man named Zhong Tao muttered in a low voice, but he didn't interject nonsense.

"Experts, I'm sorry, Xiaotao is young, and he has been spoiled by us again, and he is not sensible, don't take it to heart!" Zhong Jianguo glanced at his father on the bed, turned his head and said to the experts.

"It's fine!" "It's fine!" Several experts waved their hands awkwardly, but they didn't ask any more questions, but took out some diagnostic auxiliary equipment, examined Zhong Lao in all aspects of his body, pressed and touched several parts of Zhong Lao's body, and then made detailed records in the notebook.

And Zhuo Hongxing Zhuo Lao and the expert in his 60s with white hair stood on both sides of the hospital bed one by one, grabbing Zhong Lao's wrist to diagnose the pulse, half a minute later, Zhuo Hongxing put down Zhong Lao's wrist, stood there with his brows locked and was silent for a long time, and after a while, looking at the expert who was diagnosing the pulse on the other side, the old Chinese medicine doctor was also frowning and looking entangled.

Then he turned his head to look at the other experts in the expert group, and suddenly Zhuo Hongxing saw Xiao Yu standing in the corner, his heart moved, through the diagnosis and treatment of Zhang Dahai's arm, this friend of his grandson, his family medical skills have some uniqueness, maybe he can see some clues, so he said to Xiao Yu standing in the corner: "Xiao Xiao, you come here and get started!" ”

Xiao Yu was observing Zhong Lao who was lying on the bed, and was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhuo Lao's call, but without the slightest nervousness, he walked over from the corner.

When the experts saw that Zhuo Hongxing asked a young man to get started, instead of diagnosing, they knew that this young man was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and they had just seen this young man who came with Zhuo Hongxing, and they thought it was Zhuo Lao's junior disciple, but no one cared, but at this time, when they heard that Zhuo Lao asked this young man to get started, their faces changed.

A Chinese medicine practitioner in his early twenties, even if he was born in a medical family and has a strong foundation, is definitely not as good as them in diagnosis and treatment.

So several experts had a headache, they were members of Zhong Lao's treatment expert group, and they were responsible for Zhong Lao's illness, but this young man was brought by Zhuo Hongxing Zhuo Lao, and it was not good to sweep Zhuo Lao's face, after all, people have already become fine when they live to their age, and they will not easily do anything to offend people, not to mention that it was brought by Zhuo Lao, so the experts were silent, flashed aside, and thought: "Anyway, there are family members, and they don't have to be responsible for anything that goes wrong." ”

The expert had a headache, Zhong Jianguo had a headache, he knew Zhuo Simiao and knew that he was Zhuo Lao's grandson, and when he saw Zhuo Simiao and Xiao Yu walking in behind the expert group, he thought that Xiao Yu was a junior disciple of the Zhuo family. I couldn't help but have a trace of resentment towards Zhuo Lao in my heart, "My father is so seriously ill, do you still have the heart to bring your younger disciples to observe and study?" ’

There are also those experts from the Central Health Bureau, who have asked a question back and forth four times, if you can't cure it, you will speak! Zhong Jianguo thought angrily in his heart. This is also the reason why after the young man named Zhong Tao satirized these experts, he just said a polite word, and did not ask Zhong Tao to apologize to the experts.

At this time, I heard that Zhuo Lao asked one of the young people to get started, this is ...... Was this using his father as a tool to teach students? Thinking of this, Zhong Jianguo could no longer suppress his anger: "Dean Zhuo, how can you be so childish............

"Nationhood!" Zhong Lao, who was lying on the bed, shouted, interrupting what Zhong Jianguo was about to say.

He shouted this, as if he had exhausted all the strength of Zhong Lao's body, closed his eyes and lay down, and after a while, Zhong Lao clutched his chest and struggled to sit up.

"Father, your illness?" Zhong Jianguo saw that Zhong Lao was about to get up, so he hurriedly went over to help him.

"It's okay, it's much better now!" With the help of Zhong Jianguo and the nurse, Zhong Lao was half lying on the hospital bed.

"Jianguo, old Zhuo family, don't you know? Several generations of people have practiced medicine rigorously, not only with medical skills, but also with medical ethics, since he let this young man get started, he must have his reason. Besides, is there any other way now? Zhong Lao said while lying on the hospital bed.

"Yes, father, it's me Meng Lang!" After speaking, he said to Zhuo Hongxing: "Uncle Zhuo, I'm sorry............."

Zhuo Hongxing waved his hand to stop Zhong Jianguo, who continued to speak, and said, "Don't say it, Lao Zhong's illness is important." ”

"Come on, young man, get started!" Zhong Lao said to Xiao Yu who was standing behind the crowd.

Although Xiao Yu didn't know the identity of the old man, he looked at the old man who was now somewhat recovered, half-lying on the bed, and his own majesty came out of his body, which formed a clear contrast with Zhuo Lao's humility and gentleness.

Xiao Yu crossed the experts and walked towards Zhong Lao, his steps were calm and powerful, his expression was not nervous at all, and his face was indifferent.

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