The bodyguards of the Zhang family guarding outside the ward naturally didn't dare to say anything when they saw that it was the dean Yuan Minghao who personally brought people in.

Pushing open the door, Ye Chen heard the sound of crying in pain filling his ears, and the screams were very miserable.

After observing the situation in the ward, Ye Chen saw an old man with white hair lying upright on the hospital bed, covering his huge stomach with his hands, sweating profusely in pain, and screaming non-stop.

The old man's belly was amazingly big, and his belly was shiny, and the flesh was almost bursting.

At the bedside was a fat man, in his forties, with a anxious face and a helpless face.

This person is Zhang Jiawei, the richest man in Nancheng, the owner of the largest digital product foundry in Nancheng, and he is on the ground in black and white in Nancheng.

But his father's strange illness made him very headache, since the onset of the disease last year, Zhang Jiawei has visited famous doctors, and took the old man to all over the country's big hospitals, and even foreign experts have also looked for it, but to no avail, no doctor can cure this strange disease with a big belly.

Until the last few days, the old father's stomach has swelled to the limit, although Zhang Jiawei is heartbroken, but he is also mentally prepared, and settled his father in the hospital, thinking that he can delay it day by day.

Today, the old father cried in pain, Zhang Jiawei knew that the old father's deadline was approaching, and it was estimated that he would not be able to survive today.

Seeing Yuan Minghao push the door in, Zhang Jiawei hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and said in a very helpless tone:

"Doctor Yuan, you are the best doctor in Nancheng, at this last moment, can you think of a way, just use the dead horse as a live horse doctor."

Yuan Minghao patted Zhang Jiawei on the shoulder to show comfort, looked at Ye Chen and solemnly introduced: "Mr. Zhang, your father's illness has been saved, this is my teacher Ye Chen, he is a hidden miracle doctor, your father's strange illness has his treatment, there must be hope!" ”

Hearing Yuan Minghao say this, the Zhang family was overjoyed, and then he noticed the person brought by Yuan Minghao, turned his head to look at Ye Chen, and saw that he was wearing a hospital gown, young age, and a mediocre temperament.

"Doctor Yuan, are you sure this is a miracle doctor?"

Zhang Jiawei couldn't connect the young man in front of him with the word divine doctor, and asked with a look of disbelief.

Chen Yu, who was standing by the door and bowed his head, saw that Zhang Shoufu had the same questions as himself, and looked at Ye Chen with great resentment.

Yuan Minghao said unhappily: "Mr. Zhang, you are such a big entrepreneur, you should know the truth that the sea is invincible, is it possible to have the same vision as those garbage who judge people by their appearance?" My teacher is not saved by everyone, and I am not happy with my teacher, but I am afraid that your father will miss the chance to survive. ”

Zhang Jiawei's heart trembled, although he didn't believe that Ye Chen in front of him was a miracle doctor anyway, but the old father had already stepped into the Hades Hall with half a foot, so he simply tried it, in case it succeeded.

"Hello Doctor Ye, then I beg you to come to the rescue this time, as long as I can cure my father, I, Zhang Jiawei, am willing to pay for it, no matter how much, you can just open a number." Zhang Jiawei folded his hands and bowed and said.

No matter how much?

I'll it.

This medical skill is simply against the sky, and you can get so much money by saving someone casually, which is also too cool.

Now that you have peerless medical skills, are you still afraid that you will have no money?

suddenly felt that Zhang Shoufu's money was not very attractive.

"I don't recognize money when I save people, Mr. Zhang is insulting me when he says this."

Ye Chen said lightly, slightly displeased, full of stealth divine doctor.

Zhang Jiawei suddenly felt disrespectful, and hurriedly bowed his head and apologized:

"I'm sorry, Doctor Ye, our businessman is full of copper smell, it's really vulgar, please don't care, save my father, I will remember it for the rest of my life."

"Teacher, why don't you see the patient first?"

Yuan Minghao asked tentatively.

Ye Chen stepped forward, walked to the old man's hospital bed, concentrated, and pressed his palm on the old man's belly to sense the situation inside.

The old man's uncomfortable snort was still here and there, Ye Chen withdrew his palm, smiled faintly, and said:

"Fluid in the peritoneal cavity, but the source of the effusion comes from the nerves, which is extremely rare, and ordinary doctors must be helpless!"

Seeing that Ye Chen explained the cause of the disease so calmly, Zhang Jiawei suddenly felt that this miracle doctor was by no means a charlatan, and he felt a little reverence in his heart, and asked excitedly:

"Doctor Ye, do you have a way to cure my father?"

"Nonsense, my teacher will take action, and naturally he will get rid of the disease, Mr. Zhang, you can rest assured."

When Yuan Minghao saw Ye Chen's faint smile, he knew that Ye Chen was sure and said.

Poof!

Zhang Jiawei fell to his knees at Ye Chen's heels and pleaded bitterly:

"Doctor Ye, please treat my father, please."

Chen Yu on the side was still angry in his heart, and said in his heart: Cut, charlatans are good at disguise, and they haven't been cured yet, pretending to be a miracle doctor.

"Mr. Zhang, please get up, wait until I cure the old gentleman."

Ye Chen helped Zhang Jiawei up and said.

It's never a bad thing to let the richest man in Nancheng owe himself a favor.

Ye Chen took out the cloth and unfolded it, his expression was suddenly solemn, and his temperament changed abruptly.

Zhang Jiawei and Yuan Minghao took the initiative to take a few steps back to make room.

Chen Yu sneered, snorted coldly, and said in his heart: It depends on how long you pretend, if you can't cure the old man later, what kind of charlatan tricks will you use to deceive Mr. Zhang!

Old Man Zhang was already in pain to the limit, and he screamed.

Ye Chen pinched two silver needles in his hand, and pierced them into the two key acupuncture points on Old Man Zhang's belly, mobilizing the earth-shattering true qi to pour into them.

The tip of the needle was frantically repaired in the belly with true qi, only to see that the old man's belly was gradually getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's amazing, isn't it?" Zhang Jiawei couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Yu's face also showed a look of surprise.

His stomach was still shrinking, and Old Man Zhang's pain was reduced, and he was gradually able to separate his energy and speak.

"Young man, you are really a miracle doctor, I don't have much pain anymore, and my stomach has become smaller, it's amazing."

"Don't talk yet, old man."

Ye Chen admonished, continued to exert his strength, and at the same time instructed: "Mr. Zhang, bring the night pot, the old gentleman needs to eliminate a large amount of urine." ”

At this moment, Zhang Jiawei was completely convinced, and his heart was extremely shocked, and he carried the night pot between the old man's legs.

Whoa......

Old man Zhang was full of urine, sprayed thin in an instant, kept urinating, the night pot was full, Zhang Jiawei poured it and continued to put it back.

After changing the urine three times, it finally stopped.

At the same time, Old Man Zhang's stomach returned to its normal size, and the old man looked relaxed and comfortable, and there was no pain at all.

Ye Chen took back the silver needle and put it away, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with a sigh of relief: "Okay, the old man's illness has completely recovered!" ”

Until this time, Old Man Zhang's ecstasy that he had endured for a long time finally vented, jumped out of bed, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Ye Chen:

"The grace of the divine doctor's recreation, I am unforgettable, son, this is my benefactor, I must thank him again, and put 100 million into the divine doctor's account first!"