The villain who wears a book, this year's heroines all have their own systems?

"It's the patient with advanced liver cancer that I told you a few days ago, do you remember?"

Xie Changqing was afraid that the dean was busy with his affairs and could not remember this person, so he specifically described the other person's appearance.

Xu Hongsheng got up and walked out of the desk, and invited him to sit on the sofa, "Of course I remember. You came here to help him apply for the relief quota of the Tumor Fund, right? Changqing, I'm really sorry, because he still has a daughter, he doesn't It is very in line with our rescue standards."

A few days ago, Xie Changqing came to him and said that there was a patient suffering from liver cancer, but the family conditions were very poor, and he wanted to apply for a relief quota for this patient.

The hospital has a tumor fund, which provides 50 free aid places every year.

But the applicant must be a patient without any immediate family members or any source of income.

Obviously, Ning Jianguo did not meet this requirement.

He thought that Xie Changqing came here again today for that rescue quota, so he blocked his mouth in advance.

Xie Changqing couldn't help but smiled wryly, "President, don't get me wrong, I didn't come here for that aid quota."

The sadness on Xu Hongsheng's face dissipated immediately, but he immediately became confused again, "You are not for the rescue quota, so what is it for?"

Xie Changqing opened his mouth a few times, but it was always difficult to speak.

The main thing is that this matter is too bizarre.

Even he, who participated in the whole process, finds it unbelievable in retrospect.

Tell me, who will believe it?

Seeing his hesitation, Xu Hongsheng became more and more curious, "Changqing, you are not the kind of mother-in-law. What is it that makes you hard to talk about?"

Xie Changqing sighed softly, "Forget it, I won't keep it up anymore. The patient with advanced liver cancer I told you about last time was cured."

The smile on Xu Hongsheng's face froze immediately, "Healed...healed? Is it a misdiagnosis?"

When he thought about it, it was pure fantasy that a patient with advanced cancer could be cured.

The only possibility is that he didn't have cancer at all, it was just a misdiagnosis.

This kind of thing is indeed a bit tricky, because there may be defendants.

But then I saw Xie Changqing shaking his head again, "It's not a misdiagnosis. That patient is indeed terminally ill, but he's cured now."

This time, even Xu Mengmeng, who was silent at the side, was shocked.

Although she has just graduated from medical school and is just an intern who has never been on the operating table, she also knows what late stage liver cancer represents.

Under the current medical conditions, terminal cancer is basically synonymous with terminal illness.

A terminally ill patient, cured?

If these words hadn't come from the hospital's most authoritative hepatobiliary specialist, she would only think that there was something wrong with the other party's brain?

What kind of wolf word is this?

Xu Hongsheng looked at Xie Changqing in surprise, "Hehe, Changqing, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are getting more and more humorous."

Xie Changqing couldn't help but smiled wryly, "I knew that no one would believe such words, but this is the truth. I even brought his medical examination report, please have a look."

Xu Hongsheng took the medical examination report from him and began to read it.

As a top expert in the medical field of Zhonghai, although he has not been on the operating table in person for many years, reading a medical report is still a piece of cake.

As he read the medical report page by page, the more he read it, the more frightened he became.

If he hadn't been told in advance that this was the physical examination report of the patient with advanced liver cancer, he would have even thought that this was a normal person with a little ailment but nothing serious.

"You mean, this physical examination report belongs to the patient with advanced liver cancer?"

After reading the report, he looked at Xie Changqing in disbelief.

Xu Mengmeng also took out the report from her grandfather, and after reading it, she had the same surprised expression.

Xie Changqing felt a little more balanced when he saw the two of them were tongue-tied.

It seems that he is not the only one who finds it incredible.

"Yes, Dean, I came to you to report this matter to you. This is definitely a miracle in the history of medicine. I think our hospital must pay attention to it."

"A miracle! It is indeed a miracle! It is unheard of! A patient with advanced liver cancer can still be cured? This will definitely cause a sensation in the entire medical world!"

Xu Hongsheng also danced excitedly and began to circle around the office.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and hurriedly looked at Xie Changqing, "By the way, Director Xie, how did you cure this patient? You hurry back and write a detailed report. I will immediately call the hospital's deputy chief physician and above. The backbone will open a seminar for you to discuss and learn from your advanced treatment experience."

With that said, he was about to call the various departments.

Xie Changqing hurriedly stood up and stopped him, "Dean, you misunderstood. I did not cure this patient, but... someone else."

"Someone else?"

Xu Hongsheng froze there holding the phone, "Could it be the flying knife from the outer courtyard?"

The so-called "flying knife" refers to experts from other hospitals.

Sometimes, when the hospital encounters some difficult patients, but the doctors in the hospital cannot solve them, or the patients are too busy, they will invite some doctors from other hospitals to help.

Generally, doctors who can be invited to be "flying knives" are authorities in various fields.

If that patient was cured by the "flying knife" from the outer hospital, although it would still be a major event that caused a sensation in the medical world, it would not be of any real benefit to their hospital.

But Xie Changqing then shook his head again, "No."

Xu Hongsheng was even more confused now. It wasn't cured by doctors in this hospital, nor was it cured by "flying knives" from other hospitals. Could it be that it was cured by itself?

If this is the case, it would not be a sensation in the medical world, but perhaps even in the science fiction world.

Xie Changqing didn't continue to play tricks, and directly announced the results, "It's a... friend of the patient's daughter. This person is not a professional doctor, has no qualifications to practice medicine, and what he uses is not modern medicine, but silver needles..."

He recounted the details of what happened.

Then I saw Xu Hongsheng and Xu Mengmeng looking at him blankly.

It is estimated that he is mentally abnormal.

A person who didn't even have the qualifications to practice medicine cured a patient with advanced liver cancer with a set of silver needles?

This is probably going to be a real sensation in the sci-fi world.

Xie Changqing shrugged helplessly, "I know this is unbelievable. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it. But this is the truth."

Xu Hongsheng sat down slowly, but forgot to pull up the chair, and sat on the ground directly.

Xie Changqing and Xu Mengmeng hurried up to help him up.

Xu Hongsheng didn't care to rub the painful tailbone, and hurriedly grabbed Xie Changqing's sleeve, "What's the name of this miracle doctor?"

Xie Changqing looked up and recalled, "It seems to be called... Lin Chuan?"

"Lin Chuan?"

Xu Hongsheng and Xu Mengmeng's eyes widened at the same time.