Yanjing, the 302 special care ward of the First Hospital, the luxury of the ward is unimaginable to ordinary people.

This is a single special service ward, and the people who can be admitted to the First Hospital of Yanjing are at least high-ranking military officials, or retired generals are eligible to be admitted to this hospital, and the medical resources in Huaxia may be astronomical for ordinary people, but for some privileged people, it is likely to be a completely open resource.

A man in his sixties on the hospital bed had bulging cheekbones and a slightly pale face, and the people around the hospital bed were crowded. Judging by their clothing, this group of people is either rich or expensive.

A young woman in her thirties pretended to wipe her tears, and although her eyes were full of tears, she gave the impression that she was fake.

Everyone else was busy in the ward, and she was the only one wiping pitiful tears.

The woman was dressed sensually and revealingly, and at first glance she was not waiting for someone.

Everyone in the ward was busy, and at this time, a middle-aged man stepped forward and asked respectfully to a doctor in a white coat.

Everyone in the ward was busy, because the patient lying here was named Zhao Zhenting, who was one of the most legendary founding fathers in China, and also Zhao Lijuan's father and Liu Dongrui's grandfather.

Everyone here is a well-known figure in the Zhao family, not to mention that everyone has a big waist and a thick waist, and others will call them "master" when they see them.

These people who are used to being uncles, don't they want to be grandsons obediently in front of medical masters like Li Lin?

The scarcity of resources determines the status of people, especially the master of traditional Chinese medicine is the scarcity of scarcity, although the martial artist practices the Tao, but also afraid of death, this is a common disease of people.

"Master Li, is there really no way? Obviously, the old man's face looks a little better. The middle-aged man who spoke was Zhao Tianlin, the eldest son of the Zhao family.

Zhao Tianlin was wearing a black suit with a pair of black rimless eyes, giving people an elegant feeling.

"Master Li, can you think of a way. Zhao Tianlin's expression was flustered, and he didn't have his usual steadiness and demeanor at all.

He took Li Lin's hand and begged bitterly.

Now the old man has a breath in his mouth, and it seems that his face is warm, but in fact this is a return to the light. Li Lin shook his head and sighed.

What can be done at this time is to try to calm the emotions of the patient's family, and this is the first time he has encountered this situation of Mr. Zhao.

Everyone in Huaxia has to call him Master Li when they see him, but many high-ranking and powerful people are not something he can exonerate.

"The patient's internal organs are all declining, three souls and seven souls, only one soul and one soul are left, probably the longevity is approaching, and there is nothing that can be done if the Daluo Immortal comes. Now the old man only has one breath left, and if this breath comes out, he will really blow the lamp and pull out the wax and travel west. Li Lin is very helpless, as a doctor, he faces the death of a patient in his hands, but sometimes this is fate, what can they do!

"Yes, you still have to hurry up and arrange the next things, the old man has only been for dozens of hours, and now he will wait for the lamp oil in his body to burn out. The speaker was Mu Sicheng, the president of Yenching First Hospital, who is also an internationally renowned Western medical expert, one of the top experts and authorities in China, and the president of the Chinese Medical Association.

Dean Mu's words were like a heavy hammer hitting the Zhang family, even if he said this, it seems that there is really no way?

"Master Zhao, please mourn! Destiny is like this, and we can't do anything about it. "Li Lin is over 60 years old, and his hair is a little gray.

He looked only about forty years old, he was refreshed, in good health, and he looked like a fairy wind and a fluttering outdoor master in white clothes.

He is especially good at acupuncture, and has cured countless patients under his hands, so many people have to politely call him "Master" when they see him. ”

Meng Yao didn't believe their diagnosis, this was the old man of the Zhao family, and the Zhao family was an ancient martial arts family, and the old man Zhao had cultivated all his body to enter the realm of transformation, she didn't believe that her grandfather would be infected with a sudden illness.

Zhao Tianlin is Zhao Mengyao's father and Liu Dongrui's uncle.

This can't be blamed on Zhao Mengyao's father, traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down in China for thousands of years. Especially now, more and more people think that Chinese medicine can cure all diseases, and many people blindly follow the masters of Chinese medicine because they lack the most basic common sense.

Therefore, in this era, there are many masters among Chinese medicine practitioners. ”

In today's Chinese medical circles, masters and miracle doctors have become disasters and disasters, an era without masters, but there are also mountains and masters.

Some doctors are mercenary, deceive and harm patients, and do not think about saving the suffering of patients, and expand into the virtue of doctors.

What's more, pretending to be a ghost and fooling the people really loses the traditional virtue of the sincerity of the great doctors in China for thousands of years.

"You guys are enough, you quacks, you haven't diagnosed my grandfather's disease, just say that his old man's time is running out, quacks are really harmful!" Zhao Mengyao pursed her lips disdainfully.

Li Lin and Mu Sicheng looked at each other, as if what the girl said was also the truth, and they really couldn't diagnose Old Man Zhao's condition.

To say that they are not masters, I am afraid that no one has dared to call them masters.

"This is the conclusion of the scientific instrument based on the physical indications, and there is nothing wrong with this. "Mu Sicheng is an authority in the field of Western medicine, and he never doubts the error of scientific diagnosis.

"That's right, Old Man Zhao's internal organs are broken, although I don't know what the reason is, but it can definitely be caused by foreign objects. And the heart does not hide the spirit, the pulse is like a gossamer, the qi and blood can not guard the hundred veins, the old man's expression is withered, and his face is like ashes, this is the separation of yin and yang, the yang energy wants to get rid of it, and there is no hope of returning to the light. Li Lin talked eloquently, although he is the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular authority of Yanjing First Hospital, the proudest thing in his life is traditional Chinese medicine, and he will never allow others to say that he is unprofessional.

"You two are quacks, and others call you masters, do you really think of yourself as masters?" Zhao Mengyao said disdainfully.

Are these two really masters?

What have these two people done, in addition to prescribing some traditional Chinese medicine or anti-inflammatory drugs that invigorate blood circulation and remove blood stasis and dredge the meridians.

Some people just like to pretend to be masters.

The medicine is not right, no wonder Zhao Mengyao is angry.

"Zhao Mengyao must not be presumptuous. This is Master Li, and we can't be unreasonable. Zhang Tianlin scolded Zhao Mengyao loudly, this girl has been like this since she was a child, she is used to being wild outside, no big or small.

"Master Li, the little girl has been negligent and ignorant since she was a child, and I hope to forgive me for her offensive words. I will strengthen my education, and I hope that the master will not worry about a junior. Zhao Tianlin said and bowed his hand to Li Lin and apologized for his daughter.

"It's okay, it's okay, Master Zhang, please make arrangements for the old man's future generations. Although Li Lin was quite unhappy by Meng Yao, as a well-known doctor in the Chinese medicine industry, he could not be as knowledgeable as a junior, and he still had to have a demeanor in front of outsiders, to be honest, he even had the heart to kill Zhao Mengyao.

"What are you talking about......" Zhao Mengyao's words were interrupted by Zhao Tianlin before he could finish speaking.

"That's enough, Zhao Mengyao, I know that you and the old man are very close, but the masters have done their best, let's do our best and let the fate of heaven!" Zhao Tianlin shook his head at Zhao Mengyao helplessly, the matter has come to this, they still have to prepare for the old man's future!

"But. Zhao Mengyao wanted to say something, but at this time, her mobile phone rang, she opened the call record, and the phone showed that it was Liu Dongrui calling.

How could it be her, she called for something.