Ding Wei, an old fritter, naturally saw that Zhou Yu was arrogant, and asked him to come over to help a hairy boy in his twenties.

Zhou Yu is naturally angry in his heart.

"Then these children will be handed over to the three of them, and according to the leader's notice, all things will be under the command of Brother Ye Qiu."

"There's still something to do in the bureau, so I'll leave first." Ding Weizhi hurried away from the times.

Ye Qiu carefully observed the dozen or so children they brought.

They were found to be in no danger to their lives for the time being.

Prepare to wait for your true qi to fully recover.

Try it and see how many children you can treat at a time.

Zhou Yu became arrogant when he saw Ding Wei leaving.

Pulled over a stool and sat down, shouting at Ye Qiu:

"Whoever is that, go quickly, pour a glass of water."

Ye Qiu was very unhappy when he saw Zhou Yu's arrogant attitude.

I didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

"What's your attitude?" Zhou Yu scolded Ye Qiu:

"A hairy boy dares to play music with me?"

Qian Hongkang, who was on the side, also felt very angry when he saw this scene.

Zhou Yu's reputation is not good.

Frequent bullying of new interns in the hospital.

But because of his status as the president, most people are also angry and dare not speak.

"To earn people's respect, you must first be worthy of respect." Ye Qiu said coldly:

"Don't forget, what Director Ding said when he left, let you completely obey my command."

"You don't have the qualifications to be arrogant in front of me."

Zhou Yu shouted unconvinced: "What are you pretending, don't you just happen to cure a child with pulmonary fibrosis?" ”

"Who dares to guarantee that you cured it, maybe you still rob other people of the credit."

Zhou Yu was angry at the moment, his face was red and his neck was thick.

He's a small doctor in a clinic, why is he just crazy in front of himself.

He is the president of the dignified Chinese Medicine Association.

In the past, no one dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

When Ye Qiu heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Dare to pretend to be forced in front of yourself, how can you let go of the opportunity to slap him in the face.

Ye Qiu glanced at Zhou Yu and said, "It seems that you still don't believe in my medical skills?" ”

"That's right!" Zhou Yu said unconvinced:

"You're a young man in your twenties, who will believe you."

"Do you know how to get a needle?"

"Do you know how many acupuncture points there are in the human body?"

Ye Qiu sneered: "If I cure a child in front of you, what will you do?" ”

Since he didn't believe in himself, he slapped him in the face until he gave in.

Zhou Yu thought for a moment: "If you can cure a child in front of me, I will do whatever you ask me to do." ”

Then he smiled coldly: "But if you can't cure it, then don't blame me." ”

"Okay, that's what you said." Ye Qiu immediately pulled Qian Hongkang over as a witness.

"Ten minutes, I only need ten minutes!"

"If I don't cure one of the kids in ten minutes, I'll lose." Ye Qiu said categorically.

Ten minutes, what kind of bragging.

It's not a headache or cold, it's fibrosis in the lungs.

A headache for many doctors in the world.

With your medical skills alone, what do you have the ability to do in ten minutes?

"Okay, that's what you said, don't regret it when the time comes." Zhou Yu was proud at the moment.

He felt like he was on the stake.

Now that I've figured out how to laugh at him when he can't be cured, I've figured it out.

When the time comes, I will definitely tell Director Ding the truth about what happened here.

Let's see how his crazy boy ends.

Ye Qiu didn't talk nonsense with him, he had the experience of the last time.

This time it's even more hand-to-hand.

Disinfection, needle pricking......

A set of actions is fluid.

It's like an old Chinese medicine practitioner who has been practicing medicine for many years!

Qian Hongkang's eyes were full of shock.

He was able to administer the needles faster than the last time he was in the hospital.

How did he improve so fast? Is this still human?

It's a demon.

He has been practicing medicine for decades and has never seen anyone who administers needles so quickly.

When Zhou Yu saw this scene, his eyes were also full of disbelief.

But at this moment, he still didn't believe that Ye Qiu could cure lung fibrosis.

What's the use of being fast, what's the use of fancy movements.

The cure relies on real skills, not bells and whistles.

However, Ye Qiu's next move made him really panic.

Ye Qiu slowly transported the true qi into the child's body through the silver needle.

The silver needles kept beating.

After a while, Ye Qiu retracted his true qi.

"It's cured!"

Qian Hongkang glanced at the timer in his hand: eight minutes and thirty-two seconds.

Less than ten minutes, without any surgery.

He was cured of pulmonary fibrosis.

He could have gone and applied for the Guinness Book of Records.

It's not even impossible to go down in history.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Eight minutes and thirty-two seconds!"

"He can't be cured." Zhou Yu hurriedly stepped forward and carefully checked the child's body.

He was shocked to find that he had actually recovered.

Is this an illusion?

"You, how did you do that?" Zhou Yu asked in shock.

"I don't need to explain this to you." Ye Qiu replied coldly:

"All you have to do now is tell me whether you admit or disagree with the bet you just made."

Zhou Yu lowered his arrogant head in shame:

"I think as long as you teach me how to cure my pulmonary fibrosis, I will admit it."

The breadth and profundity of Chinese medicine is only now that he truly realizes.

I've always been arrogant.

Today, Ye Qiu let himself deeply understand what it means to have someone outside the world.

"Just admit it."

"As for teaching you how to treat pulmonary fibrosis, it depends on your attitude next."

"As long as I can be satisfied with the following, maybe I will teach you with great mercy."

When Zhou Yu heard this, his heart suddenly became excited.

Then there was a surprising scene in the clinic.

Two old men over half a hundred years old poured tea and water to a young man in his early twenties.

"As long as you two do well, maybe I can consider giving you credit for this time."

Ye Qiu smiled and continued, "If it's too famous, it's not a good thing for me. ”

"And, let's say a young man in his early twenties has solved a world problem."

"I'm afraid they'll all be like you, and they won't believe it at all." Ye Qiu glanced at Zhou Yu and said.

"If there are a few more like you, then I'm going to be busy."

In fact, what Ye Qiu was most worried about was that if he was too attention-grabbing, his demonic medical skills would definitely be coveted.

What if you get caught by some crazy person to do research?

Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Zhou Yu lowered his head in shame.

I'm old, and I'm not as conscious as one in my early twenties.