Chapter 1 is not simple

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Tianhai City, the First People's Hospital.

At this time, a group of experts in white clothes were frowning and discussing something, sometimes they were talking fiercely, sometimes shaking their heads and sighing, they had not closed their eyes for three days because of the current illness.

"Dean Zhang, it's about the safety of Elder Xuan, we have to make a decision as soon as possible."

A dark-faced, tired-eyed expert said nervously.

When it comes to Xuan Lao, everyone's faces are a little more dignified.

Xuan Lao used to be a high-level personnel in Tianhai City, and if he stomped on his feet, the entire North China would tremble, although he had already retired, but their Xuan family, looking at Tianhai City, was still a behemoth with a wide range of power.

"I also know, but this disease is a bit unusual, Xuan Lao has been in a coma for six days, and the high fever does not go away, and the chest infection caused by this will soon be life-threatening, and it is definitely not an ordinary cold."

Dean Zhang had a resolute face, rubbing his chin and sighing.

The people who can hold a meeting here are all well-known experts and scholars, and if they can be brought together, it can also be seen that it is not simple to announce the elderly.

If it can be saved, it will be famous, but if it is not saved, it will be in constant trouble, and there will even be a threat to life.

Everyone frowned, turned around in front of Xuan Lao, glanced at the examination report in their hands from time to time, and couldn't diagnose what the disease was.

"Could it be a fever?"

At this time, a girl with a delicate face and deep facial features made a sound.

"That's right! Quite possibly! ”

One of the experts clapped his hands, as if awakened.

The eyes of the others lit up, and it seemed that they had found the right idea.

"Fever?"

Dean Zhang nodded, then shook his head, uncertain.

He knew that the data from the lab were close to the fever, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"Xiaofan, what do you think?"

Dean Zhang asked a young man.

The young man was dressed ordinarily, with a delicate face, but his pale complexion made him look a little weak, and while everyone was discussing his condition, he sat alone in the corner, silent.

Hearing Dean Zhang's inquiry, Lin Fan picked up his eyes and said, "The diagnosis is wrong, and the patient is not suffering from fever." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the condition that was almost affirmed by most experts was vetoed by this young man named Lin Fan? What's even more strange is that no one present knew Lin Fan.

"Dean, who is this?"

Zhao Yumo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, glanced at Lin Fan and asked.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you to my nervous condition."

Dean Zhang smiled slightly apologetically and continued, "This is Lin Fan, an apprentice of one of my seniors, who came to help us treat Xuan Lao. ”

When the dean said this, Lin Fan complained a little in his heart.

The old man, who had been idle in the mountains on weekdays, kicked him down when he was in trouble, but he himself traveled far and wide.

He also said that only by going down the mountain to find an opportunity could he be cured.

Could he not know about his illness? That old man can't be cured, who else can be cured? "Hello everyone."

Lin Fan smiled politely, and looked at Zhao Yumo more, this girl is really good-looking.

"Xiaofan, let me introduce you again, this is Li Dehan, the vice president of our hospital......"

After some introduction, Lin Fan nodded, he didn't remember a few names, but he had a lot of backgrounds, either famous experts or descendants of medical families, Zhao Yumo was one.

Everyone didn't have a good impression of Lin Fan, and they thought in their hearts that they had come here to gild by a relationship.

"Then tell me what you think."

Zhao Yumo's lips moved, although Lin Fan denied her diagnosis, his gaze was calm, but it did not give people an uncomfortable feeling.

"It's not a fever, it's a liver problem, unable to detoxify, plus long-term overwork, so there will be symptoms of coma and high fever."

Lin Fan said.

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Dehan stood up directly and objected: "We have also discussed the condition you mentioned, but the blood draw shows that Xuan Lao's liver function is intact, and there will be no problem at all." ”

"The liver is wood, which is internal and exclusive, do you dare to guarantee that the laboratory test can detect it?"

Lin Fan asked rhetorically.

"This ......"

Zhao Dehan was dumbfounded for a moment, he didn't dare to guarantee it.

"Then we'll do microsurgery now and see how the liver is doing."

Zhao Yumo immediately stood up.

Seeing that Zhao Yumo took the initiative to take responsibility, Lin Fan glanced at her approvingly, but shook his head and said, "No, the longer it drags on, the less optimistic it is." ”

"What then?"

Zhao Yumo was a little helpless.

"You can consider Chinese medicine."

Lin Fan replied.

"What? With Chinese medicine? You're kidding. ”

Hearing Lin Fan's words, a hint of ridicule appeared on Zhao Dehan's face, "Traditional Chinese medicine is okay for treating bruises, headaches and colds, but it is useless for this disease." ”

"Lonely and unheard."

Lin Fan's expression was a little disdainful, and he looked at Dean Zhang, waiting for the latter to speak.

"Good! I'll leave it to you to heal. ”

Dean Zhang pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, and said, "Lin Fan is my predecessor's apprentice, and I can trust his ability!" ”

"Ahh

Zhao Yumo couldn't believe his ears, Dean Zhang actually believed this young man, and gave him the opportunity for treatment.

"Absolutely not! Let this hairy boy be cured, who will bear it if something happens? ”

Zhao Dehan was the first to stand up against it, and the other chief physicians also complained, obviously not believing Lin Fan.

"I'm responsible for everything that happens."

Dean Zhang strongly supported Lin Fan despite public opinion.

Hearing Dean Zhang say this, a cunning glint flashed in Zhao Dehan's eyes, and he stepped aside and said nothing.

Although the other chief physicians still didn't believe it, since Dean Zhang had said so, it was not good for them to continue to oppose it.

"Xiaofan, don't be nervous, just do your best."

Dean Zhang turned back to Lin Fan and admonished.

Lin Fan showed a row of white teeth and said confidently: "Don't worry." ”

After saying that, he walked straight to the VIP ward, and Zhao Yumo, Zhao Dehan and others hurriedly followed, wanting to see how Lin Fan treated Xuan Lao.

There were only Lin Fan and Zhao Yumo in the spacious ward, and everyone else was blocked out.

"What are we going to do?"

Zhao Yumo asked.

"Just look at it."

Lin Fan took out a roll of worn-out linen cloth from his backpack and spread it out, and it was a row of silver needles of different lengths.

"You want to use acupuncture?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yumo couldn't help but be stunned.

Outside the ward, the pot exploded.

"I even use acupuncture, this kind of useless thing can also cure diseases."

"Only Langzhong in the countryside will use this kind of unruly treatment method."

As they said this, they rushed in to stop Lin Fan, for fear that Lin Fan would do some irreversible consequences.

But, the next moment! I saw Lin Fan pinching the silver needle with his fingers and slowly piercing it into the lower right two inches of Xuan Lao's abdomen.

When Zhao Dehan saw this scene, he smiled, and thought in his heart, all the bells and whistles, I want to see what tricks you can play.

Others also thought this way, and they all thought that Lin Fan could not succeed.

"Whew~"

Xuan Lao, who had been in a coma for a long time, actually spit out a mouthful of turbid air with the piercing of this silver needle.

"Ah, Xuan Lao, he has reacted!"

Zhao Yumo is still young in the end, and the city is not deep, seeing that Xuan Lao has reacted, he immediately shouted excitedly.

Although the others didn't scream, their eyes widened in disbelief, and the expression on Zhao Dehan's face was even more difficult to see, repeating vigorously, "How is this possible, how is it possible..."

The countless pairs of eyes of so many experts and famous doctors watched, and the movements of Lin Fan's hands did not stop at all, his fingertips were linked, and several silver needles of different lengths were quickly pierced into Xuan Lao's body by him, and a pure inner family true qi also crossed into the latter's body along the silver needles.

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