If Ning Bei hadn't seen them wearing military uniforms, he would have gone out a long time ago.

"With just the five of you, you're not qualified to talk to me directly!" Ning Bei pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.

The head nurse exclaimed: "If you want to see a patient, you can make an exception today, but if you treat a patient, any accident has nothing to do with this hospital!" ”

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong?" At the end of the corridor appeared an old man in a white coat who had arrived in a hurry.

The movement here finally alarmed the director of the city's famous hospital, that is, the old man Gu.

The head nurse hurriedly said, "Dean, you are here, this family doesn't know where to invite a young doctor to treat the patient, what can I do if there is an accident!" “

When Old Man Gu heard this, he walked into the intensive care unit.

The thin background, tall and handsome, standing quietly indoors, gives people an indifferent and quiet temperament.

Old man Gu was stunned: "It's you!" ”

"Go get a box of silver needles and send it over."

Ning Bei stood in front of the bed.

As a result, the old man Gu nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll go get it!" ”

"Dean, ...... you" The head nurse looked stunned.

Old man Gu knew best in his heart how high this young man's medical skills were, and the head nurse hurriedly followed him away.

She was a little depressed: "Dean, just a half-sized child, come to our hospital to treat patients, and we have to provide him with silver needles and other instruments?" ”

"Presumptuous, let me tell you, his medical skills, looking at Bianjing, no, even if it is in the three provinces of the Central Plains, no one can compare with him, that is a national medical level!"

Old man Gu admired him, this was the height he wanted to achieve all his life.

Talent is needed in all walks of life!

As a first-class top doctor, Old Man Rugu can serve as the president of the provincial capital hospital in terms of qualifications, but his home is in Bianjing, and he doesn't want to run back and forth between the two places, so he is transferred to Bianjing People's Hospital as the president.

But he learned art at the age of seventeen, and it has been forty years since then.

How many forty years are there in life?

That's the equivalent of half a lifetime.

He has devoted his whole life to studying medical skills, but Old Man Gu has always been a first-class doctor and cannot become a Chinese doctor.

He knew he had no hope in this life.

is because if you want to become a national doctor, you must be an ancient warrior, and you also need to reach the god of war level.

God of War level martial artist, that is a big man who can worship the gods and take charge of 100,000 elites.

Such a big man is already at the peak that ordinary people can't reach, and there is no need to study medicine.

Therefore, the number of Chinese doctors is extremely rare, except for the northern border, the outside world knows only a few respects.

Old man Gu brought the silver needle box, handed it to Ning Bei with both hands, and said respectfully: "Doctor Ning, please!" ”

"Chinese doctor?" Pei Gang was stunned.

He and Ning Bei have known each other for several days, but he never knew that Professor Ning, the youngest professor since the establishment of Bianbei University, was still a special Chinese doctor!

What a freak this must be!

Ning Bei's fingers moved slightly, and the sandalwood box opened, and there were hundreds of silver needles in it, densely packed all over the box.

With so many silver needles, Ningbei took three of them and suspended them in the palm of his hand.

With the qi to control the needle, the symbol of traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhao Huan's pupils shrank suddenly, his appearance seemed calm, but his heart was already turbulent.

He is a martial artist himself, and he has reached the level of a ninth-grade warrior, and he knows very well that if he wants to become a national doctor, he must become a god-of-war figure.

The young man in white in front of him turned out to be a god of war?

At this moment, Zhao Huan touched the cold sweat on his face with his big hand, knowing what a stupid mistake they had made just now.

The five of them actually wanted a young god of war to obey their orders.

It's a big joke.

Every god of war in China is a figure that all parties compete for!

Next to Zhao Huan, the three colleagues were also holding handkerchiefs, constantly wiping the cold sweat on their cheeks, all of them were frightened.