Just when the corridor caused a riot, a middle-aged man walked in from the crowd outside, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he looked very imposing.

"Dean Zhang, this kid is spreading wild here, ask the security guards to catch him."

The male doctor who was knocked over on the ground, seeing that it was the dean Zhang Zhongxiang, endured the pain and got up from the ground, and pretended to be pitiful in front of the dean.

"Oh?" Zhang Zhongxiang's eyes looked at Lin Fan, and asked with displeasure on his face: "This gentleman, why did you beat our doctor?" ”

Lin Fan glanced sharply at his mother lying on the bench.

"Because your doctor cares about human life, shouldn't he be beaten?"

What?

Zhang Zhongxiang couldn't believe it when he heard it, this hospital was founded by him, and he also had a high prestige in the medical community in Jiangxia City, and no one had ever said that there was a matter of careless care for people's lives in his hospital.

"What's going on?" Zhang Zhongxiang glanced at the male doctor beside him and asked, "What happened?" Don't hide it, say. ”

The male doctor covered the wound on his face with one hand, and said with an ugly face: "Dean, this patient's medical expenses are about to be in arrears, in order to avoid the loss of the hospital, I will ask her to go to the corridor first and wait for the medical bills to be paid." ”

"Who knows, when her family came, they didn't listen to my explanation, and they beat people when they came up, which was too rude."

"Arrears?"

Lin Fan walked over, grabbed the male doctor's collar again, and asked, "Then do we owe any money?" You've made it clear. ”

"I've said it all, I'm in arrears right away, do I really have to wait for arrears?"

The male doctor was beaten once, and Lin Fan grabbed the collar again, and his whole body trembled with fright.

"If you don't owe money yet, you can remove my mother's ventilator, and if my mother's life is in danger, I will let you be buried with you." Lin Fan scolded angrily.

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Zhang Zhongxiang almost understood, he turned around and said to the staff behind him: "Send the patient back to the emergency room first, whether you owe money or not, save your life first, and take the green channel." ”

"It's the Dean."

The person behind him came directly to Lin Fan's mother, and then said to Lin Fan: "Sir, give me a hand." ”

Lin Fan nodded and went up to help carry his mother.

But when his right hand touched his mother's body, a string of information came to his head.

"What's going on?" Lin Fan frowned slightly, why was the information he got completely different from the hospital's diagnosis?

"What's wrong? Lift? The staff saw that Lin Fan was stunned, so they urged.

Lin Fan waved his hand and asked him to put his mother down first, and then came to the male doctor.

"Let me ask you, what disease did my mother diagnose?"

"Kidney necrosis, what's wrong?" The male doctor stammered in reply.

Heard! Lin Fan was angry, according to the news from his right hand, his mother was myeloma at all, and it had nothing to do with kidney damage.

"You are really quacks, and the loss is still a big hospital, my mother has myeloma at all, not kidney necrosis." Lin Fan directly pushed him away, took out the phone, and prepared to contact the transfer hospital.

The male doctor was still trembling just now, and immediately smiled when he heard Lin Fan's words.

"Are you being funny? The patient's diagnosis is the result of expert consultation, don't tell me, what kind of old Chinese medicine doctor are you, you will know the symptoms by touching it. ”

"Fuck off."

Lin Fan was too lazy to deal with him, and just as he was about to dial the phone of other hospitals, Zhang Zhongxiang came over.

"How did you conclude that we had misdiagnosed, young man? This is not a casual statement, and if you read it wrong, the patient's life could be in danger at any time. ”

"Because my mother has spots on the walls of her blood vessels, if there is a problem with the kidneys, there will be no more spots on the walls of the blood vessels."

In fact, Lin Fan didn't know medical skills, but he could sense the information through his right hand, that is, he understood the lesion, and he didn't know anything about how to treat it.

Seeing that he was right, Zhang Zhongxiang also felt that something was wrong.

"Young man, don't worry, according to the symptoms you said, I will ask a hematologist to consult, do you think it's okay?" Zhang Zhongxiang has been practicing medicine for many years and has a good reputation, and he is a very responsible and good doctor.

In order not to misdiagnose and not to damage his reputation, he asked his secretary to go directly to a hematologist.

While waiting, Lin Fan's mother was also pushed to the rescue room and put on a ventilator.

"The hematologist has already arrived, and is conducting a comprehensive examination of your mother, and it won't help us to stay here, if the young man doesn't dislike it, come to my office first?" Zhang Zhongxiang knew that the Internet was developed now, and he was afraid that because of what happened just now, Lin Fan would post it on social platforms.

When the time comes, not only will he damage his reputation, but the hospital will lose face.

He could only invite Lin Fan to the office first to calm his emotions first, after all, if there was such a misdiagnosis in the hospital, it would not be a trivial matter.

Even if Lin Fan is not exposed, he can sue them, and he will suffer a double loss at that time.

Lin Fan saw that Zhang Zhongxiang's attitude was sincere, and he was indeed sincere in rescuing him just now, so he nodded and followed him to the office on the top floor.

The dean's office is particularly magnificent, full of antiques, and if you don't know, you think you've entered the office of a collection expert.

This has nothing to do with medicine.

"Does Dean Zhang like antiques?" Lin Fan sat down and asked softly.

"That's right! Don't look at me as a Western doctor, but I have a strong interest in Chinese studies, these are the treasures I usually go to the antique street to find. Zhang Zhongxiang asked while making gongfu tea: "Is the young man also interested in antiques?" ”

"Hmmm! A little bit more understood. ”

As he spoke, Lin Fan's eyes fell on an ancient knife on the desk, he got up and walked over, and when his right hand touched the ancient knife, a series of information poured into his head.

"Kirin Knife?"

"The lad knows this knife?" Zhang Zhongxiang put down the gongfu tea in his hand, walked over, and said in disbelief: "The unicorn knife is a rare antique, is the young man so good-looking?" ”

Lin Fan smiled faintly, pulled out the Qilin Knife, and an emerald green light flashed out, almost shaking Lin Fan's eyes.

"Be careful, this unicorn knife is very sharp, and it is said that the blade can hurt people." Zhang Zhongxiang kindly reminded.

However, Lin Fan didn't listen to what he said, but stretched out his right hand to touch the body of the knife, because he felt that there were many differences between the body and the scabbard of this knife.

When his right hand touched the blade body, more information poured into Lin Fan's head, making him feel very shocked.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with the knife? Zhang Zhongxiang saw Lin Fan's surprised expression and felt that something was not right, so he asked.

Lin Fan frowned, combing through the information in his head.

After a while, he spoke, "Dean Zhang, this Qilin Knife is an extremely fierce thing, and there is evil energy on it. ”

What?

Zhang Zhongxiang was shocked!