What's the situation?

Did this waste get the wrong script?

Everyone watched this scene in disbelief and felt so dazed.

"Chen Lang, what do you want to do?" Wang Guizhi was the first to come back to her senses, and while scolding Chen Lang, she went to help Wei Jie, "Xiaojie, get up quickly, get up quickly, there is an aunt to support you!" ”

Seeing this, Lin Guohua, Zhou Rui and Lin Miaohong hurriedly surrounded and hurriedly helped Wang Guizhi to help Wei Jie.

Only Lin Miaotong looked at Chen Lang fixedly, feeling that Chen Lang in front of him was very unfamiliar, but inexplicably familiar.

It's been three years, and this man has never been so strong, so domineering, and there has never been a moment when she feels that this man can also be relied on.

Here, Wei Jie gritted his teeth and staggered up, his eyes blazing at Chen Lang: "The surname is Chen, you also remember to Lao Tzu, heaven and hell, Lao Tzu has the final say!" Wait, it's not over today! ”

What he didn't know was that Chen Lang was just a small punishment and a big commandment, if he really made a dead hand, no matter how many people supported him, he would never have a chance to stand up again.

Wei Jie naturally didn't know this, and after finishing the cruel words, he shook off the support of Lin Guohua and Wang Guizhi, and limped out of the door.

Wang Guizhi knew that Wei Jie had saved face in public, and no matter how good his mentality was, he would not continue to stay, so he had to follow Wei Jie to comfort him.

"Xiaojie, don't be angry, go home first, don't worry, Auntie will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter today."

After sending Wei Jie away, Chen Lang immediately became the target of public criticism.

"What? What are you doing? Lin Guohua slapped the table and roared, "Do you think that if you bring a bottle of three million wine, we will look at you differently?" I tell you, no way! ”

Oh, of course you won't look at me differently, compared to Wei Jie's net worth of hundreds of millions, Mao doesn't count. Chen Lang's heart is like a mirror.

Sister-in-law Lin Miaohong was full of disdain: "I haven't figured out the origin of this wine yet, who knows if he stole it." ”

"Eldest sister, there is no evidence, why do you say that?" Lin Miaotong aired.

Lin Miaohong rolled her eyes: "Tongtong, what kind of virtue is your waste husband, do you need me to say more?" Also sent by a friend? People like him don't pay attention to dogs, who is friends with him! ”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Guizhi waved his hand to interrupt, and looked coldly at Chen Lang, who was still calm, "I accepted this wine, and it should be regarded as your compensation for us, but you must personally apologize to Wei Jie for this matter today!" ”

"Hehe, apologize, why?" Chen Lang squinted and asked, "If you lose, is there a problem with fulfilling the gambling contract?" Isn't man to blame for what he says? ”

Wang Guizhi was furious: "It's not right for you to threaten and humiliate Wei Jie, if you don't apologize, you will get out of me!" ”

Chen Lang was really speechless for his mother-in-law, who did not distinguish between right and wrong and blindly protected Wei Jie, nodded, turned around and left.

Wang Guizhi was angry, and pointed at Chen Lang's back with trembling fingers: "Tongtong, take a look, what kind of attitude does he have......

Unexpectedly, Lin Miaotong didn't talk at all, picked up her handbag, chased Chen Lang and went out.

"Chen Lang, you wait......"

Chen Lang, who had just come down the stairs, turned around, but heard a noise at the entrance of the restaurant lobby.

"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Uncle Zhao, look at what's wrong with my dad!"

Chen Lang turned his head to follow the prestige, and saw seven or eight people gathered in a pile, among which a middle-aged man in his fifties was holding his hands on his chest, trying his best to endure the pain, curling up and trying his best to endure the pain.

A white-skinned, beautiful, and good-looking black-skinned, long-legged royal sister knelt in front of the man, calling for help in a panic.

"Don't panic, let me see!"

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Zhao hurriedly squatted down and unbuttoned the patient's shirt, and a light-colored red spot was suddenly revealed.

Uncle Zhao's expression was grim, and his hands pressed carefully around the red spots, and the patient immediately had another convulsion, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with my dad?" Li Kun's face was full of anxiety.

A group of eight of them originally came to Hanyun to eat the restaurant's signature dish, yellow croaker, but unfortunately as soon as they entered the door, Yu Youwei's father, Yu Baiqing, suddenly fell to the ground holding his chest.

Yu Baiqing's body has always been tough, and there were no signs of illness at all in advance, and because of this, Li Kun became more and more panicked.

"It should be acute pleurisy, it's not a big deal, but it has to be hospitalized." Uncle Zhao took out his mobile phone as he spoke, "I'll ask the hospital to send a car over immediately." ”

"It doesn't seem like it's pleurisy." Chen Lang's extremely discordant voice sounded.

As a result, he stabbed the hornet's nest and was ridiculed by the group.

Li Kun's five guests rushed at Chen Lang, splitting their heads and covering their faces.

"Who are you, don't scream if you don't understand!"

"Young man, isn't it a hairy boy from some medical school who has graduated?"

"This is Zhao Mingde, director of the People's Hospital, an expert among experts, and one of the top doctors in Minghai City. Do you kid understand medicine? Just put aside this nonsense? ”

"That's it, I dare to get involved in matters that matter to human life, I don't know what to say. Stay and go, don't delay Director Zhao to save people! ”

Lin Miaotong gently tugged at the corner of Chen Langyi's clothes and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, let's go quickly." ”

Without waiting for Chen Lang to react, a man with a slightly dark complexion and wearing casual clothes separated the crowd and stepped forward.

Around thirty years old, with short hair and a Chinese face, he is not handsome, but he gives people a feeling of being old and dignified, and his bearing is extraordinary.

"Senior Brother Wang Kuan!" Li Kun exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Lang couldn't help but be stunned.

The name Wang Kuan may not be known to ordinary people, but it can be called a well-known figure in the medical community of Minghai and even the entire Jiangdong Province.

It is said that Wang Kuan was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine and was gifted since childhood, and at the age of six, he became a disciple of a generation of divine doctor Sun Keats.

Now he is not only in charge of the most famous medical center in Minghai, Jishitang, but also a visiting professor hired by the medical department of Minghai. Chen Lang was also fortunate to listen to a few lectures by Wang Kuan when he was studying medicine at Ming University, which really benefited Chen Lang a lot at that time.

"It turned out to be the owner of the Wang Pavilion, I don't know what the owner of the Wang Pavilion has?" Zhao Mingde frowned and asked.

Frankly speaking, in today's society, Western medicine is flourishing, Chinese medicine is declining, coupled with many charlatans who don't understand medical skills at all, swaggering and deceiving under the banner of old Chinese medicine, ruining the reputation of Chinese medicine, and further deepening the people's prejudice against Chinese medicine.

At this point, Zhao Mingde, who is a "foreigner faction", is not exempt from vulgarity, and he is quite unimpressed with Wang Kuan's questioning. If it weren't for Wang Kuan's fame and Li Kun's acquaintance with him, he wouldn't have bothered with Wang Kuan at all.

Wang Kuan squatted down, while taking the pulse of the patient Li Chengru, and doing massage to relieve Li Chengru's pain.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be...... The snake wraps around the waist! Wang Kuan said firmly.

"Snake around the waist?" Zhao Mingde didn't know why.

"It's shingles!" Wang Kuan said, "Mr. Li's illness is not serious, and he has not yet had a rash. Some atherematous shingles can easily be misdiagnosed for conditions such as intercostal neuralgia and pleurisy if left undetected. ”

Zhao Mingde is well versed in medical science, and he is not an arrogant person with empty eyes, seeing that what Wang Kuan said is completely in line with medical theory, he thought about it for a while, and said: "Whether it is a snake wrapped around the waist or pleurisy, send it to the hospital first." ”

Wang Kuan nodded, and took out a box of silver needles from his pocket: "Then I'll help Mr. Li relieve the pain first!" ”

Unexpectedly, the needle box was not opened, and Chen Lang began to be discordant again: "This doesn't seem to be a snake wrapped around the waist!" ”

This kid is sick, right?

questioned the inferences of the two famous doctors one after another, and I really don't know who gave him such invincible mysterious self-confidence.

Everyone looked at Chen Lang with a blank look on their faces.

Lin Miaotong was so anxious that she stomped her feet, reached out and pinched Chen Lang's arm, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, that's Wang Kuan, the owner of Jishitang, hurry up!" Don't be ashamed! ”

"Why are you pinching me? I know that's Wang Kuan! Chen Lang said helplessly.

Are you still so loud? Lin Miaotong's face darkened, and she wanted to pretend that she didn't know this thing.

At this time, Zhao Mingde had already finished calling for a taxi, and looked up at Chen Lang: "Young man, I see that you are a little familiar?" ”

Wang Kuan also suddenly realized: "Oh, I know you, you are Chen Lang, that genius student of Ming University Medical College, we should have met a few times." ”

"Chen Lang? The light of the sea of Minghai? The doctor who treated the dead was sealed off the clinic and revoked his qualification to practice medicine? Li Kun glanced at Chen Lang in surprise.

You must know that Chen Lang degenerated from a rising star and a medical genius to a quack doctor who deceived the world and stole his reputation, which can be regarded as big news in the medical community of Minghai.

Although Li Kun has never seen Chen Lang, she is also studying medicine, and her family also runs the largest pharmaceutical factory in Minghai, so she naturally pays attention to the medical community, Wang Kuan called out Chen Lang's name, and she remembered Chen Lang's black history for the first time.

Chen Lang scratched his head and smiled, without any embarrassment: "It's that Chen Lang!" ”

Li Kun's eyes were disdainful: "The reputation of Chinese medicine is ruined by a liar like you who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, you get out of the way, don't delay my father's medical treatment!" ”

It is important to save people, Chen Lang didn't pay attention to Li Kun, and said in a serious tone: "No need to do needles, this is a labor pain, and it will be relieved immediately, and it will be okay if you don't send it to the hospital." However, if you treat this patient like a snake around the waist or pleurisy, he will live for two days at most! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chengru really relaxed a lot, lying on his back on the ground and panting for breath, it seemed that he was just having trouble breathing, and the pain was already bearable.

Wang Kuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned in his heart, signaled Li Kun not to get angry, stood up and asked: "Chen Lang, since it is not a snake entanglement with a turtle, nor is it pleurisy, then tell me, Mr. Zhao, what is this disease?" ”