Ren Jiangchi turned his head to look over, only to see a tall and beautiful doctor appear at the door of the ward, a pair of big talking eyes staring at him with disdain.

Why do people jump out to stop me every time I want to diagnose someone?

Ren Jiangchi muttered in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth yet, but he saw that Zhong Jincai, the president of the Provincial People's Hospital, had his face sank, and shouted at the beauty: "Xiaoxiao, you don't want to stay in the department, what are you doing here?"

But he didn't expect that this little beauty was not afraid of him at all, so she glared back directly with her eyes and said, "Zhong Jincai, now it's for Grandpa Cheng to see a doctor, Uncle Cheng hasn't said anything yet, what do you have to say?" Uncle Cheng, do you say?"

Cheng Dongliang obviously had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and said, "Xiaoxiao, how can you talk to your father? Why don't you even call your father?

"Who made him blow his beard and stare at me at every turn?" Zhong Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, walked to Ren Jiangchi's side, looked Ren Jiangchi up and down, and said: "You are Tianyang, what kind of little strange person and little miracle doctor?

Zhong Jincai was really moved at this time, and shouted: "Zhong Xiaoxiao, if you want to observe, just stay by the side honestly." If you say one more word, I will immediately cancel your internship qualification and return you to your school!"

Zhong Xiaoxiao finally applied for the opportunity to return to Tianzhou for an internship, for fear that Zhong Jincai would be really angry, and take this opportunity to drive himself back to Yanjing, so he had to obediently close his mouth, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart, thinking that he would open his mouth again when the original form of this good-looking liar was revealed, and then see if Zhong Jincai still had the face to continue to yell at himself!

After scolding Zhong Xiaoxiao, Zhong Jincai hurriedly turned around and apologized to Ren Jiangchi, "Xiao Ren, my daughter's emotional intelligence is a little low, and she never speaks through her brain, I hope you don't mind." ”

Listening to Zhong Jincai call himself "Xiao Ren's classmate", there is a big difference between Zhu Guoqiang, Shi Zhongxiang and Cheng Dongliang's "Mr. Jiang Chi" or "Mr. Ren Jiangchi". Ren Jiangchi knew that although Zhong Jincai scolded his daughter Zhong Xiaoxiao, his opinion in his heart must be similar to Zhong Xiaoxiao, maybe he thought he was a liar, but because of the endorsement of Shi Zhongxiang and Zhu Guoqiang, the two presidents of Tianyang City Grade III Hospital, it was not good to drive himself away.

"Hehe, I don't have time to mind these things! Everyone is so busy, right?" Ren Jiangchi replied lukewarmly with a soft nail, "With this time, I'd better go and see Mr. Cheng first!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Jiang Chi, please inside!" Cheng Dongliang was also a little dissatisfied with Zhong Xiaoxiao in his heart, but this little girl grew up watching her, and he treated her like a daughter, and he couldn't bear to lose his temper with him.

Surrounded by everyone, Ren Jiangchi came to the inner room of the Gao Gan ward, only to see an old man with a sallow face lying on the hospital bed, with a swollen abdomen. The old man was in good spirits, and when he saw the crowd coming, he struggled to get up from the bed.

The nurse next to him hurriedly pressed the remote control and slowly lifted up, making the old man a more comfortable half-lying and half-lying position.

"Dad!" Cheng Dongliang walked over, pointed at Ren Jiangchi with his finger, and said to the old man, "This is Mr. Ren Jiangchi, the holy hand of Tianyang City, I specially invited him from Tianyang City to give you the number pulse!"

Shi Zhongxiang and Zhu Guoqiang met a look, and they both saw the shame on their faces. He deserves to be the executive deputy mayor, and seeing that he is so good at speaking, he casually gave Ren Jiang Chian the name of the Holy Hand of the Horn Vein. Think about the two of them to Ren Jiangchi, what a little strange person, a little miracle doctor, it's just a scum! In this regard, the thinking of their science students is definitely not comparable to that of a liberal arts student!

"Hey, why are you tossing people again?" The old man Cheng Xuezhi shook his head slightly, and said: "Even modern medical instruments can't detect the lesion, isn't it embarrassing for you to invite this little gentleman over?"

Speaking of this, Cheng Xuezhi said to Ren Jiangchi apologetically: "Mr. Xiao, when I say this, I really don't mean to look down on your medical skills. It's just that manpower is sometimes poor, and many times, we have to obey objective laws, and I have lived to be seventy-five years old, which is enough!"

Ren Jiangchi didn't expect Cheng Xuezhi to be so open-minded, listening to what he said, Cheng Dongliang had already told him all about his real illness, but in this case, he was able to face life and death so calmly, worthy of being a person who had served as a senior executive official in Tianzhong Province!

"Cheng Lao, Tianyang comes to Tianzhou City, and it only takes thirty or forty minutes to take the city railway, which is very convenient, and it is not a toss at all!" Ren Jiangchi said, "I came here this time purely with the mentality of giving it a try, and I didn't dare to make any package tickets, thinking that I could find 100% of the lesions in your body." Mayor Cheng is also very clear about this, so even if I can't diagnose it, Mayor Cheng won't blame me in any way, so don't worry!"

Zhong Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes when he heard this, and secretly said in his heart that this good-looking little liar should not be too cunning, and he should first use his words to make himself clear, so that Uncle Cheng will not be able to hold him accountable later!

If Uncle Cheng is willing to let you go, I will definitely not let you go. Wait a minute, I'll settle accounts with you when I get to the outside of the Gaogan ward!

Cheng Dongliang would never have thought that Zhong Xiaoxiao had already made up his mind to take revenge on Ren Jiangchi, he reached out and patted Cheng Xuezhi's arm, and said softly: "Dad, Mr. Jiang Chi is right. Since the other person has arrived, you can let him take the pulse. At such a young age, since he can be called the Holy Hand of the Pulse, he must have some real skills!"

"Okay, then I'll bother Mr. Xiao!" Cheng Xuezhi didn't insist, stretched out his hand outside the quilt, and asked Ren Jiangchi to give him a pulse.

"Wait a minute, I'll give Cheng Lao a physical examination first!" Ren Jiangchi said. Because he couldn't determine the location of the primary lesion, he could only take the opportunity of this physical examination to take Cheng Xuezhi's perspective from beginning to end. If it was just a trumpet, the range of his gaze would be limited.

Cheng Dongliang nodded, Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, and inquiring, and the examination of the body itself is also part of the traditional Chinese medicine consultation, and it is not unusual for Ren Jiangchi to conduct a physical examination of his father first.

So the nurse lifted the quilt on Cheng Xuezhi's body according to Ren Jiangchi's instructions, and Ren Jiangchi began to examine Cheng Xuezhi from top to bottom.

When Ren Jiangchi's gaze moved away from Cheng Xuezhi's head and fell on his neck, he couldn't help but feel a slight tightness in his heart, and his gaze saw a gray-white nodule the size of only half a sesame seed in Cheng Xuezhi's right thyroid tissue through many obstacles......

It turns out that the lesion is here!