On the other side, at the Central Hospital, Xiao Lingling was still sulking because of what happened the day before yesterday.
In her opinion, since Jiang Chen has lost all face and even knelt down once for Liang Tao, he should become a complete loser. Why should he resist?
It shouldn't have suddenly become so powerful!
The result was good. Not only did he beat Liang Tao, but he was also forced to kneel and kowtow in public. It was an unforgivable crime!
Fortunately, Liang Tao is already looking for him. As long as he finds that guy, we will see how he dies!
Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw a familiar figure stepping into the elevator. The moment she turned around, wasn't it Jiang Chen?
Xiao Lingling felt happy, and then without saying a word, she took out her mobile phone and dialed.
At the same time, in a special care unit upstairs, more than a dozen people, including Zhang Weimin, the director of the Central Hospital, and Zhou Wensheng, the chief doctor, were all gathered in front of the hospital bed, concentrating on consulting the patients on the bed.
The leader of them was Cao Qinghua, a top expert from the Central Hospital. After examining the patient, he asked Zhou Wensheng next to him: "What's the result of the examination?"
Zhou Wensheng immediately replied after hearing this: "Except for the low body temperature and slightly low blood oxygen, everything else is normal."
"Where's Mr. Yan? What did he say?"
"this……"
A doctor hesitated for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Old Yan said there are two possibilities, either it's the Leaving Soul Syndrome, or it's contaminated with something unclean."
this……
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the corners of their mouths twitched uncontrollably. If this conclusion hadn't come from Yan Baichuan's mouth, they would have cursed.
Forget about the Soul Leaving Syndrome, something unclean?
Isn’t this pure nonsense?
After being silent for nearly a minute, Cao Qinghua frowned and said in a deep voice, "What did Mr. Yan say later? Is there any way to cure him?"
"He said there was a person who might be able to help, and now he has personally gone to ask for it."
In the corner, a young man with an ordinary appearance but an extraordinary temperament said anxiously: "Can you please help me? With Xu Fei's current situation, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for long."
Although everyone does not know the identity of the young man, one thing is certain, that is, the reason why they appear here is entirely because of the young man.
If not, how could an ordinary patient have the right to bother so many of them?
So the dean didn't even think about it, he just took out his cell phone and dialed.
The next second, a cell phone rang suddenly, and then the door opened and Jiang Chen stepped in.
There was another person behind him, it was Yan Baichuan who was half a step behind when his cell phone rang.
But Zhou Wensheng didn't notice this. When he saw a young man breaking in, he frowned and said, "What do you do? Do you know this is the special care ward? Who asked you to break in?"
Although Jiang Chen had been an intern here for a period of time, how could he, an intern, be qualified to be remembered by a chief doctor of Zhou Wensheng's level?
As for Zhang Weimin, Cao Qinghua, etc., it is completely impossible.
Jiang Chen didn't care about this either. Hearing this, he explained, "I'm here to treat patients."
Zhou Wensheng became even more unhappy when he heard this: "Are you a doctor at our central hospital? Which department do you belong to? I don't say whether you are qualified to practice medicine independently at your age. You are not even wearing work clothes. Is this how you treat people?"
At this time, Yan Baichuan finally walked in and scolded with a displeased look on his face: "What nonsense, shut up!"
"Old Yan?"
Zhou Baisheng was stunned for a moment, and then scolded Jiang Chen again: "Did you hear that? Mr. Yan said you were fooling around, why don't you get out of here quickly..."
Just as he was halfway through speaking, Yan Baichuan heard angrily: "I'm talking about you, this is the miracle doctor I invited!"
What? !
Hearing Yan Baichuan's words, everyone present almost hit their jaws on the ground. No one thought that such a young man would be invited by Mr. Yan.
In their impression, those who are qualified for Mr. Yan to personally invite are probably at least Taishan Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Not to mention those with a lot of beard and eyebrows, at least they cannot be young people, right?
Zhou Wensheng came back to his senses and said with a look of disbelief: "Mr. Yan, are you sure you are not mistaken? Is it really possible for this person to cure this patient?"
Yan Baichuan paid no attention to him. He turned to look at the young man and said, "I have invited him. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who can cure your friend."
Now everyone was completely dumbfounded. Mr. Yan had such a high opinion of the young people?
Apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who can cure the patients in the hospital bed?
How confident do you have to be in his medical skills to be able to say this?
Naturally, the young man was even more so. He was confused and said in disbelief: "Old Yan, this..."
Of course Yan Baichuan knew what he was thinking, and said, "Even though Jiang Xiaoyou is young, his abilities are beyond your imagination."
After saying that, he ignored everyone and said directly to Jiang Chen: "Jiang Xiaoyou, please help me take a look."
While everyone was talking, Jiang Chen's eyes kept falling on the young man. He always felt that this man was very extraordinary. He seemed to have a... different aura?
Yes, it’s the breath!
But firstly, it was not good to keep staring at him, and secondly, Yan Baichuan's voice came, so he nodded and walked to the hospital bed.
But with just one glance, his brows couldn't help but frown deeply.
In his field of vision, this man's body was actually wrapped in an extremely thick red mist, which was bone-chilling and extremely dense.
"Little friend Jiang, do you see anything?"
Jiang Yu shook his head and said with an unusually solemn expression: "It's not a syndrome of leaving the soul. This is a Yin evil spirit entering the body. This person is contaminated with the Yin evil spirit."
What?
Evil spirit?
The brows of a group of Western doctors frowned again, and their suspicion of Jiang Chen deepened.
He is indeed an unreliable guy. What kind of sinister evil has entered his body is simply ridiculous!
But before they could say anything, the young man's pupils shrank violently, and then he immediately held his wrist and said anxiously: "Can you cure this?"
"Of course, it's just a matter of getting a few injections."
It is indeed not difficult to treat Yin evil spirits entering the body. What really made him frown...
Where does this yin energy come from?
But soon he couldn't help but laugh secretly.
No matter where it comes from, it has nothing to do with me.
With this thought in his mind, he took out a silver needle and pricked it into the man on the hospital bed.
Zhang Weimin frowned as he watched, and couldn't help but pull Yan Baichuan's sleeve and whispered: "Mr. Yan, is there really nothing wrong with this guy?"
This is all because of Yan Baichuan's face, otherwise he would really like to ask, Mr. Yan, have you been deceived?
When you are in your twenties, you are still full of evil spirits. Treatment is based on science. Does this have anything to do with science?
