Just when most of them were watching Peng Zhan's diagnosis of patients with a fun attitude, something new happened on Wen Ruyu's side. A patient's family member shed tears of gratitude and kowtowed to Wen Ruyu on the ground.
It has to be said that Wen Ruyu's reputation is not in vain. A patient who had been in the advanced stage of cancer and had not been cured for a long time in other hospitals actually found a chance to survive. He successfully drove the spread of cancer cells back to the waist below, and only needed amputation. Can save life.
Although amputation is unacceptable to many patients, for those who have given up hope in life, as long as they can live, it is enough.
"Dr. Wen is indeed a famous doctor. He is extraordinary and rejuvenating with his wonderful skills."
The people around him immediately sent a wave of rainbow farts, but Wen Ruyu waved her hands indifferently and looked in the direction of Peng Zhan. She only saw an immobile man lying next to Peng Zhan. His life or death was uncertain. He snorted coldly. , shouted proudly: "Next!"
The next one was the rich man who originally drew the white ball and should be diagnosed by Peng Zhan, but he spent one million to exchange it with the old lady. He was a middle-aged man with several gold necklaces hanging around his neck, and the patient was His teenage daughter contracted the unspeakable form of AIDS.
"Doctor Wen, please find a way to save my daughter. This is the fault of my wife who killed a thousand people. My daughter cannot bear it." The middle-aged man almost fell to his knees on the ground.
"Don't be nervous, no matter what the illness is, as long as I don't nod, the Lord of Hell will not dare to accept her." Wen Ruyu said confidently, and then took out several instruments and swept them around the girl's body.
At the same time, Peng Zhan happened to be diagnosing the old man who was changing the ball. The old man had a very good attitude and was cheerful. He could earn one million before he died, which was already worth it. So for him, he could It doesn't matter anymore if you can't survive.
"Young man, don't be stressed. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured. If you are too old to die, you are a thief. At my age, I should die." As soon as the old man came up, he comforted Peng Zhan.
Peng Zhan nodded and grabbed the old man's pulse with his hand.
"Young man, listen to grandpa's advice and change your career to Western medicine as soon as possible. Traditional Chinese medicine has no future now. Look at the entire Tenggui City, how many traditional Chinese medicine clinics are there?"
When Peng Zhan took the pulse of the old man, the old man kindly reminded him that he had tuberculosis, which was present when he was young and became more and more serious as he got older.
Originally the doctors said he wouldn't live to be sixty, but he survived. Later, he said he would not survive until seventy, but he still survived. This time the doctor said with certainty that he would not survive seventy-three, and he felt as if he really could not survive.
As the old man was talking, he suddenly rolled his eyes, lay back, and fainted.
"Look, look, Master Peng Zhan has killed another one." A sharp-eyed person noticed the old man's abnormality and immediately shouted.
Everyone's focus has returned to Peng Zhan. The one who was treated just now has not yet woken up, and now another one is unconscious. Is this kid trying to live broadcast a murder?
Although these patients don't have long to live, as long as their breath is broken, it is no different from killing people.
"We can't allow him to mess around anymore. This is a complete disregard for life. Call the police and arrest him!" an audience member shouted loudly.
"Don't accuse this young man unfairly. My wife had this symptom when she got sick." Upon seeing this, the old woman immediately explained loudly to the audience.
It can be seen that she and the old man are both kind-hearted people and do not want to see others being wronged.
Although they didn't expect Peng Zhan to take good care of their illness, they didn't want Peng Zhan to suffer unfair injustice because of them.
"You were talking and laughing just now, why did you suddenly faint?" Someone asked loudly in disbelief.
"His disease is like this. One second he was holding a bowl to eat, and the next second he fell to the ground and fell unconscious. At first, he only had attacks once every six months, but now he has several attacks every day, and the attacks last longer and longer. "The old woman said with tears in her eyes.
She was not only explaining to the audience, but also using this method to show Peng Zhan the old man's illness.
