The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Xie Sikai glared at his assistant.

What are you shouting about in public, are you helping outsiders slap me in the face?
Although he was very angry in his heart, Xie Sikai couldn't vent his anger.

Because Elder Su's bleeding has indeed stopped.

Not only is there no bleeding visible to the naked eye, but more importantly, the data also shows that the number of platelets is gradually increasing.

Looking at Elder Su's complexion, he was originally as pale as paper, but now his face was a little bloody.

Han Xingye stepped forward to feel his pulse again, and said, "There is no serious problem. I will change the prescription of Danggui Buxue Decoction a little bit, add two herbs, and adjust the dosage. The effect will be changed from emergency to consolidating."

Everyone in the Su family was dumbfounded.

Is this young man really such a god?

Xie Sikai, a majestic master of the country, tried various methods to solve the intractable disease, and even suggested surgery. As a result, he solved it easily with a single prescription and a few herbs.

Who would believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Su Yaowu breathed a sigh of relief, and excitedly patted Han Xingye's shoulder: "I've heard that Captain Han is the God of Medicine, and he really deserves his reputation."

Su Qing trembled all of a sudden. She was submissive in front of the Su family before, but now she punched her hard.

"What am I talking about? To judge whether a doctor is good or not, the only criterion is whether he can cure the disease. Don't be superstitious about authority. Who is for and who is against?"

Who dares to object now?
People from the Su family praised Han Xingye one after another.

"Beyond the level of a big player at a young age, the younger generation is formidable."

"Sure enough, we can no longer look at people with old eyes. Talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for decades."

"Times have changed, you can't be superstitious about authority, Mr. Xie sometimes makes mistakes."

If it's just to praise Han Xingye, that's fine.

As they talked, they actually brought Xie Sikai in, grabbed and stepped on him, and made Xie Sikai unable to get off the stage on the spot.

As a big player, Xie Sikai has always been deeply respected, even the big shots in the sky are polite to him.

People all have such pissing behavior, after being touted for a long time, they also drift away.

Especially as I get older, I am less and less willing to accept new things, and my temper is getting bigger and bigger.

Xie Sikai was very upset, and said to Han Xingye: "You are just lucky, a blind cat bumped into a dead mouse, I don't accept it.

If you have the guts, I will take you to a chief now, who has an old disease.

If you can cure this chief's life, I will pay homage to you on the spot. "

No way, for a great national player to pay homage to a young man, the stakes are a bit high.

Su Yaowu was taken aback, but he felt something was wrong.

The risks are simply too great.

After all, Xie Sikai is a powerful player, and his helpless old illness is definitely not easy to deal with.

"Which chief is it?" he asked.

Xie Sikai said with a cold face: "The chief's information must be kept secret, don't you even understand this?"

Su Yaowu sighed helplessly, and said to Han Xingye: "Xiao Han, make up your own mind, anyway, I suggest not to take risks."

Han Xingye smiled lightly: "Doctors have professional ethics, and they don't choose patients based on whether they are well or not."

Su Yaowu suddenly felt that his situation was small.

At this moment, Xie Sikai also felt a little pain in the face.

There is something in this guy's words, and he is clearly implying that he is picky and picky, throwing blame everywhere.

"Young people don't talk big, it's better to do what you can. If you screw up, don't blame me for not reminding you, the consequences may be serious and you can't afford it."

Xiao Yuerong couldn't help persuading her, "Why don't you forget it, there's no need to take risks."

Su Qing encouraged Han Xingye: "Risk comes with opportunity."

She thought through it more thoroughly. Xie Sikai was playing tricks here, which showed that the chief's status was so high that even his grandfather couldn't be compared with him.

It is indeed risky to treat such a powerful person, but the opportunity is even greater.

Just like the imperial doctors in ancient times, they may lose their heads at any time, but the famous doctors rushed to do it one after another. Could it be that all of them are hard-headed and not afraid of death.

It must be because the benefits are greater.

In fact, Han Xingye doesn't have much interest in being an imperial physician. He still likes to be free, but if he can reap the friendship of a big man, that's of course a good thing, no matter what he does, it will be convenient.

Tang Xingjian and Li Zhongde are proof.

"The young man is indeed full of vigor, not only the sky is high, but the earth is thick, then I will take you to experience what is the feeling of despair."

Xie Sikai made a phone call, and within a short while, a bus drove into the yard, picking up Xie Sikai's team and Han Xingye.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a small three-story building.

Xie Sikai got out of the car and walked in with Han Xingye.

As he walked, he said to Han Xingye: "The chief is resting, so it's not convenient to get up to see you.

And the identity of the chief must be kept secret, so you don't have to go face-to-face for a doctor's consultation. Aren't you very good, Xuansi's pulse diagnosis should be no problem. "

Xie Sikai also didn't talk about martial arts, bullied young people, and directly put Han Xingye on the highest difficulty.

Even the Xuansi pulse diagnosis has been made.

Han Xingye smiled slightly: "It's up to you, I can do whatever I want. If you don't show some tricks and ask you to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, you will feel wronged."

The young man's tone was too loud.

Xie Sikai gave instructions to the staff around the chief, and then brought Han Xingye into the house.

The chief was resting on the bed, and there was a thick mosquito net, so he couldn't see clearly from the outside.

Xie Sikai took out a silk thread, tied one end to the chief's wrist, and gave the other end to Han Xingye.

Suspension silk pulse diagnosis was widely used in ancient courts. At that time, it was very important for men and women to give and receive intimacy. When concubines and princesses were sick, imperial doctors could not let the imperial doctor visit them face to face, so they could only use silk thread to diagnose pulse.

However, in modern times, there is no such taboo, and the technique of pulse diagnosis by hanging silk has gradually been lost.

Xie Sikai deliberately made it difficult for Han Xingye. Seeing Han Xingye holding the silk thread with a serious expression on his face, he felt at ease.

"Well, what's the result of the diagnosis?"

He directly asked about the result, which is actually wrong.

Not to mention the pulse diagnosis by hanging silk, even if you feel the pulse face to face, you can't judge the result just by the pulse condition, you have to make a comprehensive analysis by combining the medical records, physical examination reports and other data.

If Xie Sikai was allowed to go into battle by himself, it would be difficult for him to come up with the results after Xuansi's pulse diagnosis.

He just wanted Han Xingye to feel hopeless.

Han Xingye stretched out his fingers, gestured at the position of his chest, and said, "There is something between the heart and lungs of this old man that does not belong to his body."