Rural Shennong

Hou Wanlin saw that the commanding heights of morality had already stood, and he pressed his hands in a timely manner: "Everyone, please be quiet."

"First of all, I want to clarify that Chen Ping is not a doctor from the Affiliated Hospital of our Medical University, but a doctor from the Third Hospital of Haicheng who came to exchange and study."

"In our affiliated hospital of Medical University, there is no such kind of doctor who is not concentrating on medical skills and doing business behind the scenes to harm people."

"I happen to be here today, so I will examine this patient myself."

"I assure you, as long as it is found out that this patient's illness was indeed caused by using Dongling cream, then our hospital affiliated to the Medical University will never cover up any black sheep."

Chen Ping had already received the news and rushed over quickly.

When he arrived, Hou Wanlin had already checked the middle-aged woman under the crowd's watch.

"After my inspection, it was determined that this lady had skin allergies and cysts due to the use of inferior skin care products."

"I'll issue a disability report now."

Why do you need to issue a disability report?

Because if this woman really became like this because of using inferior skin care products, it would be considered disfigured, and of course disfigured is considered disabled.

Just as Hou Wanlin was about to write the report, Chen Ping suddenly squeezed into the room from the crowd, and slapped the blank paper in front of Hou Wanlin with his slap.

"Dean Hou, are you sure you want to turn black and white, disregard the facts, and write this disability report?"

A flash of panic flashed in Hou Wanlin's eyes, and he regained his composure in an instant: "Chen Ping, what do you want to do? This is the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, and it's not a place where you can run wild."

When Hou Wanlin called out his name, there was an uproar around him.

"He is Chen Ping? I didn't expect this kid to look like a dog, but his heart is so dark."

"Yeah, he still wants to prevent Dean Hou from writing the disability report, his heart is completely dark!"

"Damn it, why don't you die for harming consumers like you?"

Chen Ping turned his head and shouted: "Shut up!"

Xia Kegong sneered and said: "Chen Ping, even now, you still want to silence everyone, are you too domineering?"

The surrounding flashlights lit up together, capturing Xia Kegong's upright image and Chen Ping's angry look.

Chen Ping said calmly: "Everyone in the world is ignorant, not to mention some people want to be whores and even want to set up memorial archways."

He pointed to the middle-aged woman and said, "You said that she had skin allergies after using Dong Ling cream, so does she have skin allergies?"

Hu Buliang jumped and shouted: "President Hou's own diagnosis, can it be fake?"

"Don't we trust Dean Hou, can we still trust you?"

"If you are asked to have an examination, it is [-]% not Dongling Cream's responsibility."

Chen Ping chuckled: "Okay, then I won't do the examination, can I ask this patient a few words?"

Xia Kegong gave this woman a lot of money, and he is not afraid that this woman will go back on her word.

"Ask, whatever you want."

"But if you dare to threaten her, so many media will watch it, and I guarantee you won't be able to go around without food!"

Chen Ping turned his head and asked, "Are you sure you used Dongling cream to become like this?"

The middle-aged woman nodded: "I'm sure."

Chen Ping didn't take it seriously, he could tell that this woman was in menopause, and her endocrine disorders caused so many red pimples on her face.

If she had really used Dongling cream, the symptoms would have been alleviated long ago, and it is impossible for her to reach such a serious level.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping felt more confident.

He took out a bottle of face cream from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged woman: "Look, is this what you use? Look carefully, don't misread it!"

The middle-aged woman took the cream and took a sneaky look at Xia Kegong.

Xia Kegong observed carefully for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Now that the middle-aged woman had the bottom line, she unscrewed the bottle cap, picked out a little with her fingers, and put it under her nose to smell it.

"That's right, this is it. I will never forget the smell."

Everyone looked at Chen Ping as if they were looking at an idiot.

Doesn't he act like this to confirm that there is something wrong with Dong Ling's cream?

Xia Kegong crossed his arms and said contemptuously: "Chen Ping, what else do you have to say now?"

Chen Ping shrugged: "Sorry, I took the wrong one just now!"

He took out another bottle of Dong Ling cream from the pocket of his white coat, and said with a slight smile, "The bottle just now is Vaseline mixed with gypsum powder, and a little massage oil is added."

"Recently, more people come to me for massage, so I specially prepared a bottle to keep with me."

He took the Dongling facial cream in his hand and shook it in front of the middle-aged woman: "This bottle is the real Dongling facial cream!"

The middle-aged woman panicked: "I..."

Chen Ping took a step forward: "What are you, didn't you say that you will never forget the taste of Dongling cream?"

The middle-aged woman was forced by Chen Ping's words, and she had a ghost in her heart, so she took a step back subconsciously: "It's not..."

Chen Ping's eyes shot coldly, and the martial arts master's aura was released:

"Do you dare to open your eyes and tell nonsense, dare not admit it?"

"Your father and mother, do your children know that you are a nonsense who took money to deliberately frame and slander others?"

The middle-aged woman was about to be driven crazy, she suddenly shouted: "Enough is enough, if I hadn't used Dongling cream, how could my face be like this?"

Chen Ping pointed at her and sneered, "The reason why your face has become like this is because you are terminally ill and will die soon."

"And your disease, only I can cure it!"

Chen Ping is a doctor, and the word "terminally ill" comes out of the doctor's mouth, which is extremely credible.

Seeing the pale face of the middle-aged woman, Hou Wanlin realized that the situation was about to get out of control, and quickly got up and said, "Chen Ping, don't scare me here."

"A pimple on your face means you have a terminal illness? It's a joke!"

"You are threatening the patient and trying to achieve your ulterior purpose!"

Chen Ping turned his head abruptly, and said in a deep voice, "Hou Wanlin, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"If she is not terminally ill, I will jump from here and fall to her death. If she is terminally ill, you can jump from here."

"Go for an inspection now, everyone can supervise, Hou Wanlin, do you dare?"

In the past, Hou Wanlin would certainly dare.

But now he really dare not.

Even if Hou Wanlin wished that Chen Ping's body would be dismembered and dismembered, he had to admit that Chen Ping's medical skills were superb.

Too many examples prove that Chen Ping's weird diagnostic techniques are sometimes more accurate than machines.

So Hou Wanlin would never dare to make this bet.

At this moment, many doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University who had been taught by Chen Ping and studied with him spoke up.

"Sister, you have to trust Professor Chen."

"If you don't believe me, go ask around. Professor Chen's medical skills dare to be second, and no one dares to be number one."

"All of us doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University go to the Third Hospital to study with Professor Chen. Don't make fun of your own life."

Not only these doctors, but also some patients who just ran over to watch the excitement, also praised Chen Ping.

"Isn't that right! I've traveled to most of Huaguo for my illness, but no one is optimistic about it. Professor Chen solved it as soon as he took action."

"What do you mean? No other hospital can find out the cause of my illness. If it wasn't for Professor Chen, I would have died long ago."

The middle-aged woman didn't dare to bet with Chen Ping when she saw Hou Wanlin, and there were so many people testifying for Chen Ping, so she also believed Chen Ping's words.

It's useless to spend money if you have money.

If she gets terminally ill and dies, what will happen to her child?

There is great terror between life and death.

The middle-aged woman broke down and cried out with a wow: "Professor Chen, it's all my fault, please, save my life!"