Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Medicine is different from other disciplines and requires a lot of theory and practical experience to train good expert doctors.

The schooling age of medical universities is several years longer than that of other disciplines. It is no exaggeration to say that a medical student who enters a large hospital such as the Provincial General Hospital can even sew a stitch on a patient before the age of 27 or 8. , all chances are slim.

How old is this Fang Lin? He looks only in his early twenties!

Wei Xiangyun actually said that he was a miracle doctor? This is ridiculous!

Not only the man named Wen Bing, but also everyone present looked at Fang Lin with distrust.

"Fang Lin, right? Do you have a medical license?" Wen Bing looked at Fang Lin and asked. .??.

Fang Lin shook his head and said, "No."

"Haha!" Except for the Wei father and son, everyone present sneered.

You don't even have a medical license, how dare you come to treat people? What a long time to see you!

Everyone was too lazy to look at Fang Lin. If Wei Xiangyun hadn't found him, they would have said something to drive him away.

Wei Xiangyun frowned. After all, he was an outsider. At such a critical moment, there was no way he could make decisions for Qi Zejiang on behalf of these family members and close people.

Before letting Fang Lin come, he also considered that Fang Lin would not be accepted by these people. Now it seems that Fang Lin's trip was in vain.

Wei Tingxuan patted Fang Lin on the shoulder and whispered: "This man's name is Qi Wenbing, he is the second son of Mr. Qi.

He has a bad personality and is anxious, so he treats you like this. Don't take it too seriously. "

Fang Lin shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay. I'm not a serious doctor after all. It's understandable that they don't trust leaving the patient in my hands."

Fang Lin didn't feel angry. After thinking about it, he didn't rush to leave, so he found a chair not far away and sat down.

There was a doctor in the ward who was closely observing Qi Zejiang's condition, and he wanted to stay at the scene to see the situation.

If the hospital is really not sure about Qi Zejiang's condition and he is confident that he can treat it, he will still take action.

Although his arrival was not welcomed by others, it was a human life after all.

And after all, the Wei father and son wanted something from him. The doctor is kind-hearted, and he cannot just ignore death.

After a while, a man and a woman came from outside.

Both of them looked to be in their late twenties or late twenties, and both were very good-looking.

The man was carrying a suitcase, handsome and tall.

The woman put on light makeup and even though she frowned, she still looked pretty.

And looking at the woman's appearance, she is somewhat similar to Qi Wenbing.

Wei Tingxuan whispered in Fang Lin's ear: "Mr. Qi has three children in total. The eldest son Qi Wenru passed away a few years ago. That woman is Mr. Qi's youngest daughter Qi Wenya."

Fang Lin nodded silently.

Qi Wenya strode over, pointed to the people around him and said to everyone: "This is my high school classmate, Xu Qingsong.

Xu Qingsong was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine and is a top student studying in a large hospital abroad!

This time I brought him back from abroad overnight to treat my father. "

Everyone was still wondering before. Mr. Qi was unconscious and his daughter disappeared. It turned out that he was looking for this classmate who knew medical skills!

Qi Wenbing obviously knew Xu Qingsong. After seeing Xu Qingsong, he welcomed him happily: "Xu Qingsong, it's great that you can come!"

Xu Qingsong smiled and said: "Uncle Qi is in trouble, and I will not hesitate to explain it. After Wenya told me last night, after I completed an operation, I flew back from the United States as soon as possible."

After saying that, Xu Qingsong asked: "How is uncle's situation now?"

Qi Wenbing said in a deep voice: "We are not optimistic. The doctor is still inside for observation. In my opinion, we should do the surgery as soon as possible. What if there is a delay?"

Xu Qingsong shook his head and said: "The hospital has their own reasons for adopting conservative treatment. After all, my uncle is old, so it is better not to have surgery if possible."

Qi Wenbing said anxiously: "What should we do?"

Xu Qingsong said: "Don't worry, Western medicine surgery is not enough, there is also Chinese medicine treatment. Let me see my uncle first."

"It should, it should, Xu Qingsong, please trouble you!" Qi Wenbing nodded repeatedly, extremely polite!

Not only Qi Wenbing, but everyone around him was extremely polite, with smiles on their faces, hoping that Xu Qingsong could show off his medical skills and save Qi Zejiang.

The treatment Xu Qingsong and Fang Lin received when they arrived just now was completely different.

Wei Xiangyun and Wei Tingxuan both frowned and looked unhappy.

Fang Lin was recommended by them, but he was not taken seriously at all.

If Xu Qingsong didn't exist, that would be fine, but seeing Xu Qingsong being so praised by others would inevitably make him feel a little unhappy.

Wei Xiangyun said to Fang Lin with a stern face: "Fang Lin, this time it was uncle's poor consideration that made you feel wronged."

Unlike the Wei father and son, Fang Lin himself did not have much resentment or grievance. He shook his head lightly and smiled, saying: "It's okay."

At this time, Xu Qingsong opened his carry-on suitcase and found a white coat and a mask with disposable sterilization packaging. He was soon fully armed and dressed as a doctor.

Fang Lin, who was sharp-eyed, caught a glimpse of an acupuncture box in Xu Qingsong's suitcase.

Qi Wenya introduced that this person comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. It seems that this person really understands traditional Chinese medicine.

, should know how to feel the pulse and perform acupuncture.

Seeing Xu Qingsong about to enter the ward, Fang Lin thought for a while and said, "No matter how you perform the acupuncture, remember to seal the Xinshu and Zhiyang points of the patient's right atrium."

Xu Qingsong paused and looked back at Fang Lin: "Who are you?"

Qi Wenbing sneered: "Don't worry about him, he's just a charlatan. At such a young age, he claims to be a miracle doctor, but he still wants to treat my father. It's simply ridiculous!"

Xu Qingsong laughed and shook his head, with a touch of disdain in his eyes: "No wonder he would say such nonsense."

Then, he carried his suitcase and walked to the ward under the leadership of Qi Wenbing.

When Fang Lin saw this, he opened his mouth slightly and said nothing more.

There was a doctor in the ward who was paying close attention to the data of various instruments. When he saw Qi Wenbing, Xu Qingsong and others coming in, he frowned and said, "Didn't I say that the patient needs a quiet environment, and the family members are waiting outside."

Qi Wenbing waved his hand impatiently and said: "You go and cool down first. This is the famous doctor we invited to treat my father!"

The hospital originally did not allow outsiders to diagnose and treat patients without approval. After all, if something went wrong, the hospital would be jointly and severally liable.

But the Qi family was powerful, and they couldn't revive Qi Zejiang in time. Faced with Qi Wenbing's bad attitude, the doctor simply didn't bother to talk nonsense and stepped aside.

On the hospital bed, a pale and haggard old man with his eyes tightly closed was none other than Qi Zejiang.

At this time, Qi Zejiang had many tubes inserted into his body, including oxygen infusion, electrocardiogram, pulse and blood pressure, and a bunch of instruments were placed for monitoring.

Xu Qingsong glanced at the monitoring data of each instrument, and then looked at the previous inspection results made by the hospital.

He then used traditional Chinese medicine methods to check his pulse and color, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, appearing calm and unhurried.