"Stinky Ningbei, why are you here!" Su Qinghe's eyes were resentful.

Han Li explained, "Ning Shao didn't close his eyes for seven days in order to save Guoguo, and he hurried over after he was done. ”

"Is the fruit well?" Su Qinghe remembered the illness of Ning Guoguo in the amusement park.

Ning Bei nodded slightly: "Guo'er is fine, how is grandma?" ”

"The doctor has issued a critical illness notice four times in a row, my grandmother is old, half of her body is soft, and the doctor said that it is a precursor to a stroke, which is a high incidence period in the elderly."

Su Qinghao has a much more stable temperament, and he has accepted Ning Bei in his heart, treating him as his brother-in-law, and he can be regarded as half of the Su family.

Moreover, Mrs. Su is nearly eighty years old, and she is an elderly person, who was originally in good health, but suddenly fell ill, which is actually very common.

In the countryside and rural areas, it is not uncommon for many elderly people to fall ill suddenly after their bodies were very strong.

People live for 100 years and live for 1,000 years.

People are not trees, they can live for that long, and the age of nearly eighty years is definitely an advanced age.

Ning Bei looked through the intensive care unit at the silver-haired old man lying quietly inside, and gently put his left hand on the handle of the door, ready to enter.

A head nurse walked in the distance and shouted, "What are you doing?" ”

"This is the doctor I hired!" Su Qinghao explained.

The head nurse frowned: "Mr. Su, this is the Municipal People's Hospital, not your home, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering the intensive care unit, besides, does this gentleman have a medical qualification certificate?" If something goes wrong with the old lady, who will take the blame? ”

The aggressive tone makes people feel disgusted.

Ning Bei replied lightly: "I'll take it!" ”

"You? It's not that I look down on you, the old lady has three long and two short, who do you think you are, can you afford it? The head nurse glared.

It just so happened that at this moment, Han Li was silently behind him, answered a phone call, turned around and whispered, "Ning Shao, Pei Gang is here, bringing someone from the Academia Sinica, eager to see you." ”

"Keep them waiting!" Ningbei cares about Mrs. Su and has no time to care about Pei Gang's affairs.

Han Li wanted to speak and stopped: "Pei Gang seems to be a little anxious......"

Before he finished speaking, in the corridor of the hospital, five people wearing regular military uniforms appeared, all of them with flat heads, straight bodies, and two bars and four stars on their shoulders.

Even children can recognize this as a school official.

And he is also a top school officer, and one step further, he is a general.

Pei Gang was the first, and the four colonels behind him were walking in a hurry, and they urgently found this place.

The head nurse was stunned for a moment, not knowing who these big men were looking for.

Before Pei Gang arrived, he apologized and said, "Professor Ning, I'm very sorry, there is an emergency in the research room, so I have to ask you to come over." ”

Ning Bei ignored it, Mrs. Su was critically ill, and it was impossible for him to let go.

The four people around Pei Gang, among whom a middle-aged man named Zhao Huan, who looked very sturdy, took out his work ID and said solemnly: "Professor Ning, I am from the Academia Sinica, please cooperate and go to the research laboratory of Bianda University immediately." ”

"You're ordering me?"

Ning Bei's eyes flashed with cold light, and he hadn't heard others talk to him in this tone for many years.

Zhao Huan frowned slightly: "Bianda Research Laboratory Project, you are the chief engineer, now there is an emergency over there, you must be present, you must obey!" ”

"Professor Ning, please come with us!"

Another burly man, not angry and arrogant, has a military atmosphere on his body.

The five of them came over to invite this genius boy, and they had already given him enough face.

If someone hadn't repeatedly told them to come here and ask Ningbei to be polite, they would have dragged Ningbei away a long time ago.

The head nurse next to him had a little awe in his eyes, but he didn't expect this young man to come from such a big background, and he would alarm Pei Gang and the five people to invite.

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?