As soon as the assistant spoke, his tone was full of accusations against Qin Wanzheng.

What about the young grandmother of a wealthy family?

If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense.

When the sound is afraid of encountering such a patient or the acceleration of the patient.

It's just a hindrance.

But something happened, and the responsibility lies with the doctor.

It's not once or twice in the past few years, so doctors don't like to see this kind of family members who love to point fingers.

Dean Na Luo glanced at Qin Wanzheng and Ting Ye.

"Thunder, madam, I'm sorry, my assistant is not sensible."

“......”

When the assistant heard that Dean Luo actually apologized for him, he became even more angry.

"Dean, I'm not wrong."

"Miss Night's condition, we will have a diagnosis yesterday."

"She must vent this situation first, Mrs. Night is simply joking with other people's lives."

“.....”

Dean Luo scolded the assistant fiercely; "Shut up."

"Mrs. Ye is a family member of the patient, I teach you on weekdays, do you treat the family with such an attitude?"

"Write a 2,000-word review and teach it to me tomorrow."

“......”

After scolding the assistant, Dean Luo quickly apologized again.

The assistant didn't know where these people came from, but he did.

This is Thunder Master, a character who can make Yanjing tremble with a stomp.

Although it is rumored that this Mrs. Night is not favored, she is not treated well by the Night family.

However, scolding Mrs. Ye in front of Ting Ye, isn't that a slap in the face of Ting Ye?

Who would dare to do that?

Unless you don't want to live anymore!

But Dean Luo said sorry in his mouth, but his attitude and tone did not mean sorry at all.

Qin Wanzheng narrowed her eyes.

She didn't care at all about the attitude of these people towards her.

Just looked at Dean Luo's eyes with a hint of disgust.

Scum!

is still the director of the Chinese medicine hospital, how shallow he is.

"Dean Luo, do you also think that you should leak first and then make up for it?"

"And not a direct supplement as I said?"

“.....”

Qin Wanzheng's tone was very careless, and her posture was high, a bit like a full-level boss abusing scum.

Dean Luo's heart was also on fire.

It is said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, but now women are not talented, but they like to pretend not to understand in order to show their own cultivation and knowledge.

But because of the status, the people next to him can only chase after it.

What is the difference between this and the emperor's new clothes?

President Luo is the president of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the Taishan Beidou of the Chinese medicine industry.

Naturally, there is a body of arrogance.

Since Qin Wanzheng asked, he also said bluntly: "Yes." ”

"Madam, Miss Ye's current situation can only be vented, but if you use the method of Jiuyang number or birth number to make up the needle, it will kill you."

"Madam, I can't give this needle."

“.....”

Qin Wanzheng looked at Dean Luo's eyes with more and more contempt.

The Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medicine world is not very good.

Qin Wanzheng didn't reply anymore, but glanced at the several interns who walked in behind Dean Luo.

Then he pointed at a young man.

"You, come here."

“......”

The man named by Qin Wanzheng stretched out his hand and pointed at himself: "Night..... Mrs. Night, you are calling me. ”

"Well, come here."

“......”

A trace of impatience flashed in Qin Wanzheng's eyes.

"Have you memorized all the acupoints?"

"Do you know how to apply needles?"

“.....”

The young man was a little flattered, looked at the dean, and said cautiously, "Remember." ”

"I know how to do some simple stitching."

“.....”

Qin Wanzheng nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Go, sterilize all those silver needles and prepare them, and I'll teach you how to apply them later."

“......”

The man turned his head to look at Dean Luo, and then at Qin Wanzheng, a little hesitant, not daring to make any moves.

Dean Luo was also angry, and as soon as his temper came up, he was a little stubborn, and he didn't care about speaking.

"Go, what are you doing?"

"I want to see who can still be better than the old man's medical skills."

“......”

Immediately, Dean Luo turned to Ye Junting: "Master Ting, Mrs. Ye has to insist on this, and the old man has no choice." ”

"If someone dies, it's not the responsibility of our hospital."

“.....”

Ye Junting let out a faint "um".

That attitude is very obvious, that is, aiding and abetting.

Qin Wanzheng can do whatever he wants, and he carries it when something happens.

Faint King.

This is really a typical faint king.

This is a matter of human life, how can you let a hairy little girl come to it.

It's infuriating.

Doesn't it mean that Mrs. Night is not favored? As soon as she got married, she became a cousin.

Is this not favored?

Qin Wanzheng kills people, and Ting Ye also helps draw a knife, is this not favored?

In this case, the man can only catch the ducks on the shelves.

I walked over and sterilized all the silver needles.

Qin Wanzheng saw that it was almost over, and said again: "Get ready, let's start." ”

"The number of nine yangs, twist nine and pout nine."

"Advance a bean, Wei Zhi, for interception, for follow. The first needle, Baihui acupoint. ”

"The second needle, the dove tail acupoint ......"

Qin Wanzheng's voice did not have any temperature, echoing throughout the ward.

The man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but the hand holding the needle was steady.

The person who can be taken by Dean Luo to study by his side is definitely not bad, so Qin Wanzheng is also relieved.

The last shot.

"The Ninth Needle, Window Acupoint"

“.....”

Qin Wanzheng's voice fell, and Dean Luo couldn't sit still.

"You can't pierce it."

"If this needle goes down, it will really kill someone."

"You can't go down."

“......”

Qin Wanzheng narrowed her eyes and ignored Dean Luo directly.

The voice was a little cold: "Yingguang acupoint, four inches next to the third intercostal Yutang acupoint in the middle line of the sternum"

“......”

Qin Wanzheng's voice seemed to have magical power.

After hearing this, the man ignored Dean Luo, and stabbed into Ye Jiaqi's window hole accurately according to Qin Wanzheng's request.

In the ward, everyone was holding their breath.

Dean Na Luo's face was so dead that he even thought about how to clear his responsibilities for the Chinese medicine hospital in front of the media.

However, what everyone expected did not happen.

When she woke up, Ye Jiaqi, who couldn't speak, coughed violently.

"Sister-in-law..... Sister-in-law. ”

“......”

Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse and weak, but it was so beautiful when it fell into the ears of others.

Qin Wanzheng glanced at Ye Jiaqi with disgust.

"It's ugly."

“......”

I.....

Speechless.....

Ye Jiaqi rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She thought that Qin Wanzheng would at least be excited, how did she know that her sister-in-law was her sister-in-law, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she would give her a critical blow.

She's a patient.

The patient who just got out of the ghost gate.

Shouldn't patients be treated preferentially?

Dean Luo was so excited that he walked to the side of the hospital bed in three or two steps, he didn't care about anything else, and directly opened the man.

Stretch out your hand to check Ye Jiaqi's pulse.

Two minutes passed, and he was shocked.

Mula muttered to herself: "How is that possible? How can this be? ”

"Her pulse has gradually regained its strength, weak and strong."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."