Lucky little miracle doctor

The duel between pharmacists is nothing more than purification, which is also the most intuitive way to demonstrate the strength of pharmacists.

"Miss Nangong said Mr. Zhang is a doctor?"

The old woman suddenly came over, with a hint of sadness on her haggard face, as if she didn't really believe it. Nangong Xiu kept winking and introduced the identity of the old woman. Her surname was Liu. Her grandson suffered from a strange blight and his skin was carbonized.

After visiting major hospitals in the country and hiring famous doctors and experts for consultation, not only did the situation not improve, but the situation became worse. The doctor said that if the disease cannot be cured, the blight will rob the patient of the last bit of vitality in his body and will most likely lead to death.

Zhao Bohai seemed to know Mrs. Liu, and said to Zhang Chi regretfully: "I have seen that kind of disease. It seems to be acquired, but it does not exist in ancient historical records. It should be a new type of disease. I have done a comprehensive examination. No viral or bacterial infection was found.”

Zhang Chi thought thoughtfully, most of the common skin diseases are infectious. You need to see the country with your own eyes to know what they are.

When Mrs. Liu saw that Zhang Chi was silent, she thought there was nothing she could do, so she turned to leave with a sigh.

Nangong Xiu quickly stopped him and asked if he had any photos.

Mrs. Liu hesitated for a moment, and Zhao Bohai smiled and said: "Sister, this kid seems to be quite talented in medicine. Let him see, maybe there is a way."

"If you can cure my grandson, I'll give you the conditions."

Mrs. Liu took out her cell phone and pulled up a photo for the sake of Lao Zhao.

The photo is a bit scary. The person in it is lying on a hospital bed, and his skin looks like uneven gray bark. In addition, the skin on his face has also hardened, and his eyes seem to be growing in the gaps in the bark. It's inexplicable. Horrible and disgusting.

Zhang Chi was surprised and suddenly became interested.

Zhao Bohai smiled and said: "There is no need for the refining competition. Why don't you go and help. If you can cure it, even if you win, I will buy the five medicinal plants and give them to you."

"make a deal."

The old man was so generous that Zhang Chi no longer shied away.

When Chen Xiaorou heard that there was a good show to watch, she didn't waste time in the store and happily followed the footsteps of a few people.

After a ten-minute drive, we saw a quiet compound in front of us.

Several doctors were talking to an old man. The old man was Mrs. Liu's husband, Han Shang, a senior business executive.

His grandson was critically ill, which made him look much older in just a few days. He even took advantage of this Haitian Feast to offer a reward. The doctors in front of him came to the Haitian Feast to join in the fun, and were attracted by the reward to attract famous doctors from all over the country.

The most famous one is an expert named Liang, a well-known dermatology expert in China. In some projects of Hongmeng Pavilion, he has won many awards on skin diseases. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great expert.

However, even he was helpless to deal with Master Han's blight.

"Why is Lao Zhao here?"

Han Shang said hello, feeling a little depressed.

Zhao Bohai happily introduced Zhang Chi, "I've found a doctor for you today."

"So young?"

Han Shang looked Zhang Chi up and down, looking slightly unhappy.

Jiuzhou's medical tradition has a long history, and those who possess powerful medical skills are all highly respected experts and professors. Young miracle doctors have never been heard of, except for the miracle doctor who became famous in Mo City some time ago.

It's a pity that the miracle doctor left Mo City and they didn't find anyone.

Nangong Xiu was thoughtful and saw Han Shang's concerns at a glance, and solemnly introduced Zhang Chi with a smile.

"Is he the young miracle doctor?"

Everyone exclaimed, not to mention the Han couple and several experts, even Zhao Bohai and Chen Xiaorou were stunned.

Before Zhang Chi could speak, the expert surnamed Liang looked displeased, "What a young miracle doctor? Those are all those who are praised by everyone. If he really had the ability, Mr. Han would have gone to Mo City in person to bring the person back. But that miracle doctor But he went to Hezhou, and it was clear that he was deliberately avoiding it in vain."

"If you can't do it yourself, why don't you say that others can't do it either?"

Nangong Xiu's pretty face showed a trace of ridicule. She looked down on old people who had higher qualifications. Some of them were despicable and would even use students' research results as their own academic achievements to pick peaches.

"This little girl speaks so harshly. Do you know Professor Liang's achievements? He is a leader in the field of skin diseases."

"That's right. Today's young people don't know how to respect their teachers, and they talk freely all day long. It's really outrageous."

"Your surname is Nangong. You should be the Miss Nangong who was kicked out. Are young people from big families so unruly?"

Several experts gathered around Nangong Xiu and preached with a straight face. Nangong Xiu's face instantly turned green. She wanted to say something back, but Zhang Chi held her shoulders and shook her head to silence.

In this world, strength still has to speak for itself.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense. Zhao Bohai hurriedly smoothed things over and said to Han Shang with some complaints: "Don't worry about your medical skills. If someone comes to help, why don't you invite someone in to sit down?"

Han Shang sighed, gave face, and personally led the group into the living room.

But the professor named Liang followed Zhang Chi asking questions, such as how old he was, how many years he had been practicing medicine, and whether he had any resume?

Zhang Chi answers all questions. He is the kind of village doctor with no certificate, no resume, and no recommendation.

"Young man, your medical knowledge is profound and profound. You are still young, so you will gain a lot of experience this time." Professor Liang was very satisfied with this answer.

Zhang Chi smiled and said nothing.

It can be seen that Professor Liang cares about his appearance in front of others, and is afraid of being upstaged by a young man. As long as there is no threat to him, he can accept it calmly.

Of course, his look of a superior medical senior made people feel uncomfortable.

"Jia'er, pour the guest a cup of tea."

Han Shang shouted, and a girl with pajamas and permed yellow hair staggered downstairs from the second floor. She seemed to have just woken up. She was not wearing a bra, and her plump soft flesh was stirring under her pajamas, which was thrilling.

Zhang Chi subconsciously opened his eyes.

Hey!

It's mighty and majestic, at least it has an e, and it's hard to control with one hand.

Han Jiaer poured a few cups of tea with her eyes almost closed, then huddled on the sofa and continued to doze off.

"I'm sorry, my granddaughter has been feeling unwell in the past few days and has been sleeping all day long."

Han Shang looked at the girl leaning next to him fondly, while a trace of deep disgust flashed in the eyes of old woman Liu.

The experts present glanced at Han Jiaer's breasts intentionally or unintentionally.

All this cannot be hidden from Zhang Chi's spiritual consciousness. I always feel that the atmosphere in the Han family here is strange, as if there is some secret hidden...

We chatted briefly.

Professor Liang suggested going upstairs to have a look.

A group of people entered the ward in a hurry. Young Master Han lying on the bed was almost a piece of rotten wood. His skin was more carbonized than in the photo, and the vitality in his body was almost extinct.

The blight in Zhang Chi's impression is definitely not so destructive.