Chapter 16: Making a name for yourself

"Old Xue, since the other party already has a choice, let's go back first."

The other party's successive cynicisms made Shen Fei really not want to continue to stay here with a cheeky face.

The healer is benevolent.

Since the other party is unwilling, there is no need for him to lick a face and stay.

Xue Lao watched Shen Fei turn around and prepare to leave, and suddenly became anxious.

grabbed Shen Fei, glanced at Ma Guoliang, who was arrogant and fiddling with the instrument, and said in a low voice.

"Little friend, don't worry, as far as I know, this doctor surnamed Ma, don't look at the shelf, he has a lot of halo on his body, but he will definitely not be able to cure my old friend's illness."

Looking at Shen Fei's puzzled expression, Xue Lao continued to add.

"During this time, with the financial resources of the Wu family, after my old friend got sick, I invited a lot of divine doctors from all over the world, but none of them could cure my old friend's disease, and this kid couldn't do it! I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you later! ”

Shen Fei looked at Xue Lao with an embarrassed expression, sighed, and spoke.

"Old Xue, to be honest, if it weren't for your face, I would have left directly, and the other party's attitude is obviously more trusting of Western medicine."

Xue Lao patted Shen Fei lightly on the shoulder and said seriously.

"Xiaoyou, I also know that the attitude of these people is a little difficult for you, but if you leave like this today, won't it indirectly prove that your skills are not as good as others?"

"What we have to do now is to wait quietly, and when this bullshit horse doctor can't cure it, you will shine on the stage, use your medical skills, and slap their cheeks hard! Only real technology is arrogant capital! ”

Shen Fei listened, and suddenly felt that what Xue Lao said was reasonable!

Since they look down on themselves, then they will use their medical skills to make their faces swollen into pigs' heads!

Anyway, with his current medical skills, Wu Lao's illness has already been established.

Although Ma Guoliang is arrogant, he is still more responsible, after a careful inspection.

The brow became tighter and tighter.

The two brothers and sisters on one side couldn't help but fluctuate with Ma Guoliang's expression.

In the end, Wu Meng, who couldn't help it, asked cautiously.

"Dr. Ma, how is my dad's illness? Can it still be cured? ”

Ma Guoliang glanced at Wu Meng and Wu Tianming, shook his head helplessly, took off his glasses, and said with a heavy heart.

"Get ready, try to let the old man go a little more peacefully."

Wu Meng listened to Ma Guoliang's words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps, glanced at the hospital bed, and asked eagerly.

"Doctor Ma, isn't there anything else you can do? You are a cardiovascular and cerebrovascular expert! ”

Wu Tianming, who was on the side, held his sister and asked with the same solemn face.

"Doctor Ma, think of a way again, you are an expert in this area! As long as you can save my father, no matter what the conditions, you can drive it as you like! Our Wu family must do our best! ”

Ma Guoliang shook his head helplessly.

"It's not that I don't do my best, it's that Old Man Wu's physical functions are constantly degrading, and he is terminally ill, and there is no medicine for him!"

The two brothers and sisters of the Wu family glanced at each other, and saw the same despair in each other's eyes.

"Huh! This is what you call a cardiovascular and cerebrovascular expert? The so-called art industry has a specialization, that's it? As soon as he came up, he casually fiddled with the machine in his hand and judged that the patient was hopeless? ”