The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Xu Zhiming is indeed quite convinced of Huang Zhenxiang.

He is proud of himself, he really has the ability to find out the cause of the disease with ease.

But his aggressive posture, competing with a man of his age, is really not everyone's style.

Do you still want to be a big player in the future?It may be possible in terms of skills, but I am afraid that it is almost a bit far away in terms of bearing.

"Doctor Huang, it's a bit too much for you to target a young man like this." Xu Zhiming also went all out, he couldn't let Han Xingye be bullied on his territory, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see each other in the future.

"Target? Heh, he asked for it beyond his own capabilities. I was teaching him a lesson, and he had to thank me."

Huang Zhenxiang refused to let go, and said: "Everyone heard it earlier, this kid still wanted me to write a review for him. Now that he loses, he is willing to gamble and admit defeat."

The people around started to point and point, and they all stood by Huang Zhenxiang's side.

"Miraculous doctor Huang is right. I am willing to bet and admit defeat. I can't play tricks just because of my low qualifications and low level. Doesn't this mean that I am weak and I am justified?"

"Young man, hurry up and write a review, don't try to deny it."

"Speaking of which, it is also an honor for you to have Dr. Huang give you a class."

Tang Zongping didn't say a word. With his identity and personality, he didn't bother to do such things that would add insult to injury.

But he also felt that Han Xingye was too conceited, it was ridiculous to go up against Dr. Huang, he didn't know how much he weighed.

Han Xingye looked relaxed and said, "We have to reason.

Now you just checked the pulse, prescribed a prescription, and said that you have cured yourself.

But the question is, is it really cured?

Since when is it so easy to treat a disease, and the doctor says it’s all right, then I’ll take a film for you to show that you have a tumor, and I’ll photoshop the film for you. Is the tumor healed? "

"You're playing tricks and making excuses." Huang Zhenxiang was furious.

He had always disliked Han Xingye, but he didn't expect this guy to dare to question his level.

With his small mind, how could he not be angry?
Xu Zhiming said: "Mr. Han is right. Doctors rely on medical skills to speak, and how medical skills perform is of course the curative effect.

Before the curative effect comes out, everything is empty. "

Huang Zhenxiang pointed at Xu Zhiming's nose and scolded: "Children are ignorant, so it's fine to talk nonsense, and you, Dean Xu, can be regarded as a respectable person in the medical field, so you have the nerve to talk nonsense.

If you insist on taking sides with him, well, I will give you a chance, and you will also participate in the bet.

If my prescription is effective, you also write a review together.

If I'm wrong, I'll write you a review. "

Things got bigger and bigger, and it was unheard of for the vice president of the hospital to write a self-criticism.

Xu Zhiming couldn't get off the tiger, so he bit the bullet and responded: "Okay, I'll bet with you."

Huang Zhenxiang laughed, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, and handed it to the assistant behind him: "Go and grab the medicine according to the prescription, cook a medicine as quickly as possible, and give it to the old lady."

The assistant reached out to take the list, and was about to grab the medicine when Han Xingye suddenly spoke.

"Don't grab it. Medicines for promoting blood circulation and nourishing blood, regulating qi and dispelling blood stasis are useless, and it's free to eat."

Tang Zongping felt a little upset: What do you mean by this? I won't embarrass you, but you still blocked the doctor Huang's assistant from grabbing the medicine because you didn't want my grandma to be okay.

The assistant was surprised: "How do you know that the medicine prescribed is to promote blood and nourish blood, regulate qi and dissipate blood stasis?"

Huang Zhenxiang was also taken aback, and asked, "Did you peek at me prescribing the medicine?"

This is also impossible, the distance and angle between the two of them, there is no room for peeking.

Tang Zongping only realized it at this time, and a thought rose in his heart: This kid knows what medicine Dr. Huang is prescribing without even looking at it, let alone checking the patient's pulse?

something.

Han Xingye said: "It's still up to you? According to the old lady's symptoms and cause of the disease, anyone who changes will be prescribed this kind of medicine.

Even if you ask me to prescribe a prescription, it's the same. "

Huang Zhenxiang frowned, and said, "You're cheating again, prescribing the same prescription as me. And you said that this prescription is useless. Didn't you prove yourself that you can't cure the disease?
Your logic is self-contradictory, kid, don't resist, hurry up and write a review. "

"If you don't believe me, try it."

Huang Zhenxiang told his assistant: "Go get the medicine."

The assistant grabbed the medicine as quickly as possible, and a special person decocted it, and soon filled a bowl of medicine soup into the ward.

"Old lady, it's time to drink the medicine." Huang Zhenxiang personally supported the old lady and fed the medicine into the old lady's mouth.

Faced with this situation, Han Xingye suddenly had the sense of "Da Lang, it's time to drink medicine" in Han Xingye's mind, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

"Old lady, after taking the medicine, do you feel more comfortable?" Huang Zhenxiang asked confidently.

The old lady didn't answer.

"Old lady, how do you feel now?" Huang Zhenxiang asked again.

The old lady remained motionless and said nothing.

She was sitting by the bed, like a sculpture.

An ominous premonition rose in Huang Zhenxiang's heart.

"Old lady, if you can understand me, just blink."

The old lady didn't blink, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Seeing this, Tang Zongping buzzed in his head: "Oops, grandma is ill again."

With a "pop", the medicine bowl Huang Zhenxiang was still holding fell to the ground and shattered.

He was dumbfounded, his mind went blank, and he was speechless for a while.

The pretentious slap in the face came too fast, which caught people off guard.

Not only was he dumbfounded, almost everyone in the ward was in a state of confusion.

The genius doctor Huang with piercing eyes, could he be mistaken?

Tang Zongping didn't care about Huang Zhenxiang's face at this moment, he cupped his hands to Han Xingye and said, "Master Doctor Han, please prescribe a prescription."

Huang Zhenxiang's complexion was as dark as it could be.

Han Xingye waved his hands and said, "Let's be reasonable. If a patient doesn't believe in a doctor, even a god can't cure him."

Xu Zhiming was dumbfounded: Han Xingye's reasoning may be late, but he will never be absent.

Tang Zongping said: "Sorry, I shouldn't question your level, here I sincerely apologize to you.

I made the mistake, but the patient is innocent. I hope you can ignore the past and prescribe a prescription for my grandma. "

"Don't dare to act, dare not act, how can I be so overbearing, but anyone who underestimates me has made a mistake?" Han Xingye smiled, turned to Huang Zhenxiang and said, "Do you think this makes sense, Doctor Huang?"

Huang Zhenxiang was so angry that his teeth were almost crushed.

"Hmph, it's not a skill to see a disease, it's a skill to cure it. My prescription didn't work, so you can do it?
I do not believe. "

Huang Zhenxiang said angrily: "If you are a man, don't be evasive, just be straight. If you cure the old lady, I will write a review for you!" Occasionally