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But at this moment, a calm voice came from behind him: "Director Chen, let him go!"

Chen Jian, who was furious, originally wanted to turn around and scold this guy who dared to order him, but when he turned around and saw the face of the person who spoke clearly, he could only swallow back the words that had already reached his mouth.

The person standing behind Chen Jian was an old man in his sixties, with a gray head and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, who had a scholarly bearing. On the body of this old man, he is also wearing a set of white coats from Yongcheng Hospital. On his chest, there is also an identity tag. His name and position are marked on it: Yue Zimin, executive vice president of Yongcheng Hospital.

The car accident was extremely serious, and Yongcheng Hospital, which received the emergency call, did not dare to slack off, not only sent the business backbone of the emergency department, but also sent an executive vice president to press the formation, in order to best rescue the injured.

Seeing that the person who spoke was Yue Zimin, Chen Jian hurriedly restrained the dissatisfied expression on his face, let go of the hands holding Zhang Wenzhong's arms, walked quickly to Yue Zimin's side, and complained: "Vice President Yue, you see, this guy has been here to hinder us from carrying out first aid, I told him to go, but he still didn't listen, if the time for this patient's treatment is delayed......"

"That's enough, shut up for me!" Yue Zimin shouted vigorously, his eyes were on Zhang Wenzhong's needle from beginning to end, and he didn't look at Chen Jian at all. His eyes were full of shock.

"What...... What ......?" Chen Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and the expression on his face suddenly became very ugly.

Since Chen Jian returned to China from Germany and worked in Yongcheng Hospital, the hospital's senior management has always been courteous to him. Even when he caused a lot of unnecessary trouble to the hospital because of his articles calling for the abolition of traditional Chinese medicine in medical journals and medical newspapers, the senior management of the hospital still did not blame him, after all, his academic qualifications and medical skills were all there, and as long as he did not make particularly major mistakes, the senior management of the hospital would only treat him with a pleasant face.

But Chen Jian never thought that Yue Zimin, who was kind to him on weekdays, would unceremoniously order him to shut up for a hairy boy who didn't know where he came from. For a moment, Chen Jian even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

With a look of disbelief, Chen Jian asked unwillingly, "Vice Dean Yue...... You...... What were you talking about?"

"I told you to shut up! Shut up! Didn't you hear me? Or did you say that you have been abroad for a long time and no longer understand Chinese?" Yue Zimin, who had always been gentle and elegant, and his emotions were not shocked, was actually very excited at this time, he turned his head to glare at Chen Jian, and said, "What this gentleman said is not wrong at all, you are hindering him from treating the injured." Maybe you should do what he said, go and see the wounded around you, instead of getting in the way of him. ”

"What...... What? I'm getting in the way of him? Vice Dean Yue, you're not mistaken, are you? You're actually saying I'm getting in the way of him?"

Chen Jian, who was angry and anxious, couldn't even speak smoothly. He really wanted to ask Yue Zimin, is he old and confused, that's why he is talking nonsense here? He, Chen Jian, is an elite talent who graduated from the Medical Department of Heidelberg University, and he is also a well-known chief physician, expert and scholar in the field of emergency medicine in the domestic medical field. Such a celebrity would be said to be hindering a young Chinese medicine practitioner who uses 'witchcraft' to treat people's diseases......

In Chen Jian's opinion, such a thing is simply incredible!

Chen Jian, who gritted his teeth with hatred, immediately wanted fire, but in the end he still swallowed his anger. He stood quietly aside, wanting to see which play Chen Jianhe, a young Chinese medicine doctor who didn't know where to come, was singing.

Chen Jian, who was full of resentment, even secretly said in his heart: "I want to see how this Jianghu traveling doctor came to first aid......!" Traditional Chinese medicine first aid is funny when you say it. If this injured person finally dies because of the delay in the best first aid time, I must let this Chinese medicine liar, as well as this old and confused vice president, bear all the responsibility!"

Chen Jian and Yue Zimin had different thoughts, and they both stood quietly beside Zhang Wenzhong, watching him administer needles to the seriously injured woman.

Ever since Yue Zimin saw Zhang Wenzhong's technique of applying needles, his eyes began to flicker with a light that was easily misleading. Yue Zimin, who was born in a medical family, also has a lot of research on acupuncture. Naturally, he saw the doorway. Chen Jian didn't know much about acupuncture, he just wanted to see Zhang Wenzhong's medical accident, so he didn't know what the difference between Zhang Wenzhong's acupuncture techniques and ordinary acupuncture techniques was.

Zhang Wenzhong's application of the needle was very fast, and after about three minutes, he had already finished applying the needle and walking the needle, put away the steel needle, stood up and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Yue Zimin waited patiently until this time before he asked, "This gentleman, the acupuncture technique you used just now, but the Guben Peiyuan acupuncture method?" His voice trembled slightly, because he never thought that this long-lost acupuncture technique would have a day to reappear in the apricot forest, so he was very excited now.

"That's right. Zhang Wenzhong did not deny it, glanced at Yue Zimin, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that there are people here who know the Guben Peiyuan acupuncture method, are you from the Chen family, or from the Yue family?"

The Chen family and the Yue family in Zhang Wenzhong's mouth were two of the many disciples he accepted when he practiced medicine in the mortal world. This solid Peiyuan acupuncture method was taught to these two people at the beginning. And these two people also swore to him at the beginning that except for the descendants of their own family, they would never teach the Guben Peiyuan Acupuncture Method to other people.

In fact, when Zhang Wenzhong taught them the Guben Peiyuan Acupuncture Method, he didn't ask them to keep it so secret, but in the eyes of these two people, the Guben Peiyuan Acupuncture Method is an extremely precious medical skill, and they naturally have to keep it a good secret. Similar things were very common in ancient times, and often many medical skills were only passed on to their own children, and even if outsiders had studied with the teacher for ten or twenty years, they might not be able to learn the real skills. It is precisely because of this extreme secrecy that many prescriptions and medical skills of traditional Chinese medicine have been lost, which makes people sigh.

The same is true of the solid foundation Peiyuan needle that the Chen family and the Yue family learned.

After so many hundreds of years, whether it is the Chen family or the Yue family, the solid foundation Peiyuan acupuncture method mastered has been missing. Now Yue Zimin, only from the mouths of his fathers, has heard of the name and miraculous effect of the Guben Peiyuan acupuncture method. Not to mention learning the solid Peiyuan acupuncture method, even the desire to see it with his own eyes was not realized in Zhang Wenzhong's body until today.

"I'm Yue Zimin of the Yue family, I don't know what you call him, sir, but a child of the Chen family?" Yue Zimin bowed his hand to Zhang Wenzhong, and his attitude was very polite, which also surprised Chen Jian, who was standing beside him.