The glass door opened.

The doctor from the infirmary and the Sabah man walked out.

Zhou Jianguo introduced: "This is the director of the infirmary, Ou Zhiqiang, Director Ou, and this is the patient's father, Salriman."

Luoyang stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "My name is Luoyang, and I am the doctor who has come to take over the treatment of patients."

Ou Zhiqiang symbolically shook Luoyang's hand, and said in a light tone: "Hello Dr. Luo, do you understand the patient's situation?"

"I don't understand, let's talk later." Luoyang said.

Ou Zhiqiang's face suddenly became ugly, he originally wanted to ask which hospital Luoyang came from, but he didn't expect Luoyang's words to scare him into a corner.

Luoyang is actually not sincere, he just doesn't want to waste time. He has experienced this situation several times, and what this Ou Zhiqiang will ask him next, he can guess what he can guess. However, he can also understand that who is a doctor does not think that he is a good doctor. When other doctors come to take over their patients, they must be rejected in their hearts, and how can they be polite in their words.

Besides, a master like him is competing with a little doctor, and if he wins, he will lose face and lose face, and he is too lazy to spend that effort.

"Mr. Saliman, I'll go in and treat your daughter now, okay?" Luoyang asked the girl's father.

"Huh?" Saliman clearly didn't understand.

Zhou Jianguo translated in Arabic.

Saliman suddenly came up, gave Luoyang a warm hug, and said something.

Although Luoyang couldn't understand it, he saw a father's anxiety and longing in Saliman's tearful eyes. He nodded, and when Saliman let go of him, he went straight into the treatment room and closed the door with his hand.

Ou Zhiqiang originally wanted to follow up, but almost hit the glass door.

"Why is this man like this?" Ou Zhiqiang got angry and reached out to grab the doorknob.

Hu Bufei grabbed Ou Zhiqiang's wrist and pulled him back.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Ou Zhiqiang was angry.

Hu Bufei said, "Master Luo treats people's illnesses and refuses to visit everything."

As he spoke, he stood in front of the glass door, blocking his way.

Ou Zhiqiang wanted to say something, Zhou Jianguo persuaded: "Director Ou, although Master Luo is very young, the master's temper is not small, you dissipate your anger, everything will wait for Master Luo to treat the patient."

Ou Zhiqiang laughed: "What kind of master is pretending to be so young? I'm afraid it's not a liar, that girl has advanced liver cancer, if he can be cured, I will worship him as a teacher!"

This is also said to Hu Bufei.

Hu Bufei didn't react at all, his legs were slightly separated, his hands crossed on his abdomen, and he was like a professional bodyguard.

Treatment room.

Luoyang grabbed the girl's wrist and injected a trace of spiritual power into her body.

Zuwu's version of the "endoscope".

The spiritual power alleviated the girl's pain, and she also had consciousness and slowly opened her eyes. Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, she was too weak.

After the diagnosis, Luoyang already had a more accurate grasp of the girl's expression.

As he thought, Tang Deshan and Zhou Jianguo really found him a patient with a condition similar to that princess, with advanced liver cancer, and the cancer cells had metastasized to the spine. The only difference is that the kidneys are fine, but the cancer cells on the liver are already severe. If you hadn't met him, it would have been estimated that it would have been a month's life.

Luoyang let go of the girl's wrist, took out the Eye of the Feather Blade mobile phone, adjusted the multiple of the camera to a multiple of 20x, first lifted the quilt and took a picture of the girl's abdomen, then turned the girl's body on its side and took a picture of her back.

Although the results of the "endoscope" diagnosis of Zuwu have been quite accurate, the ultra-clear "color ultrasound" taken with the mobile phone of the Eye of the Feather Blade is more intuitive and conducive to surgical operation. After all, the former is an image presented in the mind, and the latter is presented in front of the eyes in the form of a photograph.

The latter can be seen clearly at a glance.

Outside the door, Ou Zhiqiang was confused by Luoyang's magical operation, and said curiously, "What is he doing?"

No one answered.

Zhou Jianguo was also confused, if Luoyang's operation was worth 10 million, he wouldn't even be able to see the operation of five cents.

In the treatment room, Luoyang saw two ultra-clear "color ultrasound" photos, and after further confirming the location of the cancer cell mass, he opened the suitcase and took out the steel needles that had been prepared early in the morning. Then, he pulled the girl's gown up a little and carefully pricked the steel needle down.

Ou Zhiqiang was excited again: "What is he doing? He's just! No, I'm going to stop him!"

He angrily wanted to push away Hu Bufei, who was blocking the road, but Hu Bufei grabbed his wrist and pressed it down.

"Ouch! Ouch......" Ou Zhiqiang cried out in pain.

Hu Bufei pushed Ou Zhiqiang forward with all his strength, and said in a cold voice, "You give me honesty, do you think it's easy to invite Master Luo to come over? It's not just a matter of how big a project you can talk about, let alone your doctor's face, it's serious! I warn you, if you mess around again, be careful that I am not kind to you!"

Ou Zhiqiang's face turned the color of pig liver, but he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

This matter involves a mysterious department, he has heard about it, Hu Bufei said it so seriously, he was suppressed.

In the treatment room, the millet spirit worm crawled into the little girl's abdominal cavity along the steel needle.

Luoyang put the steel needle down, and Taichu Yi's finger pressed on the small wound, and then gently rubbed it. Guided by spiritual power, he directed the millet spirit worm to devour the cancer cells on the girl's liver.

With the experience of treating Su Hai, this kind of "surgery" is already familiar to him.

Although Luoyang couldn't see the movements of the Su Qing Spirit Worm in the girl's abdominal cavity, through the super sensory connection, he knew that the speed of the Su Qing Spirit Worm devouring cancer cells this time was much faster than the speed of the last time Su Hai was treated. After all, it's a little stronger now than it was then.

With the same Gu bowl and Gu alchemy, the Gu raised by Luo Juexing was a Gu that killed people and harmed people, but the Gu he cultivated was a Gu that healed and saved people.

Another person came in at the door of the infirmary, and Tang Deshan came. :

Tang Deshan glanced at Luoyang in the treatment room, and asked casually, "What is he doing in there?"

Without waiting for Zhou Jianguo to reply, Ou Zhiqiang spit out his stomach full of resentment: "Mr. Tang, what kind of master is just nonsense, taking a steel needle to pierce the patient's abdomen, is there such a cure for cancer?"

Tang Deshan frowned slightly.

His instincts told him that this master was most likely a liar, and that he didn't even have a shred of medical knowledge.

Ou Zhiqiang added: "Mr. Tang, this patient's situation is already very dangerous, and it is possible to mess around and die here, I can state first, if something happens, I will not bear any responsibility."

Tang Deshan's tone was light: "What responsibility do you bear? Whoever heals is responsible."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ou Zhiqiang's mouth.

A graduate of a key medical university, he has already concluded that Luoyang's treatment will soon turn into a medical malpractice. And this is Sabah, where a man who is not qualified to practice medicine has healed people, and the trouble cannot be solved by losing some money.

Let you pretend to be forced, there will be times when you cry!