Chapter 1220
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After hitting many wards in a row, we came to the last ward.
There are only two beds here. A middle-aged man with a big stomach is resting his head on both hands, staring at two small eyes and staring at the ceiling. Seeing us coming in, I just glanced at it a little bit, but I didn't even move.
On the other bed lay an old man with white hair, reclining there, holding a shabby handkerchief in his hand. The designs and colors on the handkerchief are all worn off, only a few light blue strips are exposed, and nothing can be seen at all.
But he looked at the handkerchief stupidly, as if there was a flower carved on it, as if there was someone on it, as beautiful as it was, but we didn't even notice when we came into the room.
"Mr. Tan, are you better?" Vice president Zhao asked the fat middle-aged man with a smile.
"Not yet!" The head didn't move, the eyes didn't lift, still looking at the ceiling.
"Ha ha, it doesn't matter." Zhao didn't feel embarrassed at all. He still smiled and said, "we have studied your condition several times and asked Professor Ma many times. He said it's a mild disease, just a small bypass operation."
"A little operation!" When the man heard this, he immediately became angry and suddenly turned his face: "then you let him do it!"
"Why is this motherfucker more stubborn than a stone? We have to prioritize. One by one, we can't advance at all! I've been looking for him several times in private, and I'm willing to pay him 20 times, or even 50 times, to finish it for me first, but he just doesn't work hard, but he still has to say, life is priceless, money can't buy... "
"His uncle's! Even if the intensive care unit is transferred to the emergency patient, I can't buy one for much. " The man said more and more angrily: "do you know how much less money I have to earn if I stay here for one day? If it wasn't for his fame and insurance, I wouldn't have suffered from this foreign crime here. I'm really fed up with it. "
Vice president Zhao allowed him to finish his anger, and then he smiled with a smile: "I have told him more than once that boss Tan is a busy tax collector in Wuhan. Can you take care of him a little and operate on him a little in advance. But Professor Ma is a military doctor. He has a very straight temper. He doesn't agree with him. He said that human life is of the same price, and there is no difference between the high and the low. As long as you see a doctor here, you have to follow his wishes. If there is any more disorderly command, he will leave immediately! "
"As you know, Professor Ma's stubborn temper came up, let alone me. It's said that he killed all the major generals..."
"Then what are you here for?" When Tan pangzi heard this, he suddenly lost his temper, and emptily threw a stomach of fire on Zhao: "is it because I'm angry? Hurry up! I'm so upset at the sight of the white coat. "
"I dare not bother you." As soon as vice president Zhao entered the room, the smile on his face never stopped. I don't know what the fat man named Tan actually came from: "there's a young man who has a set of ancestral needle techniques. It's said that he can cure heart failure..."
"Go!" Just after hearing this, Tan Pang, like the other patients in the room, waved: "how far can you get away from me! What fucking ancestral needlework is all bullshit. I would rather die than believe that. "
As soon as sun Youliang heard this, he immediately lowered his head and habitually turned away.
From the time when he stepped into the first ward, he had a hundred times confidence, and now he has been frustrated.
Just as he cried with me that day, the world didn't believe in his craft, didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, would rather be torn apart by western medicine like killing pigs, and wouldn't let traditional Chinese medicine recuperate.
This is the last ward. If he can't find a patient willing to be treated, he can only leave in such a gloomy way.
But this also means that if the test fails, all his previous efforts will be in vain. He can only go back to the past, sell the gold needle and find a new life.
The unique knowledge of Sun Simiao, the ancient medicine king, will be lost!
I find him so lonely, it's not easy, but I can't help it.
Heart disease is not like skin disease. If you change a treatment, the patient's resistance will not be so strong. I can't even coax the fat yellow haired man who has urticaria.
"Wait a minute, young man." When sun Youliang was frustrated and turned to leave, the fat man named Tan suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned over and sat up from the bed, staring at Sun Youliang and said, "you can really cure heart disease?"
Sun Youliang had already stepped out a foot, listened to him to ask, hurriedly took back again, heavily nodded to answer.
"With acupuncture?"
"Yes! I have the nine needles of the ancestral nimbus! There are many kinds of diseases that can be cured by stimulating acupoints and opening channels and collaterals, including heart failure. " Sun Youliang thought that things had changed and bowed sincerely.
"I don't care what the principle is." Tan pangzi waved: "I'll ask if you can cure it well."
"Yes!" Sun Youliang nodded hard.
"Well, give the old man a try." Tan Pang pointed to the old man opposite."Here..." Sun Youliang was stunned, and the fighting spirit just rekindled was poured with cold water.
However, this is the last hope. He took two steps forward and approached the old leader: "Hello, sir! I have a set of ancestral acupuncture, which can help you to treat heart disease. Would you like to try... "
"Don't shout, he can't hear!" Tan chuzi said: "this old man has no son or daughter. It's said that he has donated all the money he earned all his life. He lives by picking up rags and falls ill. Even his mind is not clear. Later, he was found faint on the road. Just in time, what is going on in the city is the construction of double civilization, so I sent him here as a model. If you really have the ability, you can try him. "
Sun Youliang hesitated.
"Why, don't you dare?" Tan chuzi stretched his neck forward: "if you really have the ability, you can cure it. If you don't want to hear him or not, you should do a good job. If you're not sure, you should get out of here! Don't fool people here. The pig's nose is stuffed with Scallion! "
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After hitting many wards in a row, we came to the last ward.
There are only two beds here. A middle-aged man with a big stomach is resting his head on both hands, staring at two small eyes and staring at the ceiling. Seeing us coming in, I just glanced at it a little bit, but I didn't even move.
On the other bed lay an old man with white hair, reclining there, holding a shabby handkerchief in his hand. The designs and colors on the handkerchief are all worn off, only a few light blue strips are exposed, and nothing can be seen at all.
But he looked at the handkerchief stupidly, as if there was a flower carved on it, as if there was someone on it, as beautiful as it was, but we didn't even notice when we came into the room.
"Mr. Tan, are you better?" Vice president Zhao asked the fat middle-aged man with a smile.
"Not yet!" The head didn't move, the eyes didn't lift, still looking at the ceiling.
"Ha ha, it doesn't matter." Zhao didn't feel embarrassed at all. He still smiled and said, "we have studied your condition several times and asked Professor Ma many times. He said it's a mild disease, just a small bypass operation."
"A little operation!" When the man heard this, he immediately became angry and suddenly turned his face: "then you let him do it!"
"Why is this motherfucker more stubborn than a stone? We have to prioritize. One by one, we can't advance at all! I've been looking for him several times in private, and I'm willing to pay him 20 times, or even 50 times, to finish it for me first, but he just doesn't work hard, but he still has to say, life is priceless, money can't buy... "
"His uncle's! Even if the intensive care unit is transferred to the emergency patient, I can't buy one for much. " The man said more and more angrily: "do you know how much less money I have to earn if I stay here for one day? If it wasn't for his fame and insurance, I wouldn't have suffered from this foreign crime here. I'm really fed up with it. "
Vice president Zhao allowed him to finish his anger, and then he smiled with a smile: "I have told him more than once that boss Tan is a busy tax collector in Wuhan. Can you take care of him a little and operate on him a little in advance. But Professor Ma is a military doctor. He has a very straight temper. He doesn't agree with him. He said that human life is of the same price, and there is no difference between the high and the low. As long as you see a doctor here, you have to follow his wishes. If there is any more disorderly command, he will leave immediately! "
"As you know, Professor Ma's stubborn temper came up, let alone me. It's said that he killed all the major generals..."
"Then what are you here for?" When Tan pangzi heard this, he suddenly lost his temper, and emptily threw a stomach of fire on Zhao: "is it because I'm angry? Hurry up! I'm so upset at the sight of the white coat. "
"I dare not bother you." As soon as vice president Zhao entered the room, the smile on his face never stopped. I don't know what the fat man named Tan actually came from: "there's a young man who has a set of ancestral needle techniques. It's said that he can cure heart failure..."
"Go!" Just after hearing this, Tan Pang, like the other patients in the room, waved: "how far can you get away from me! What fucking ancestral needlework is all bullshit. I would rather die than believe that. "
As soon as sun Youliang heard this, he immediately lowered his head and habitually turned away.
From the time when he stepped into the first ward, he had a hundred times confidence, and now he has been frustrated.
Just as he cried with me that day, the world didn't believe in his craft, didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, would rather be torn apart by western medicine like killing pigs, and wouldn't let traditional Chinese medicine recuperate.
This is the last ward. If he can't find a patient willing to be treated, he can only leave in such a gloomy way.
But this also means that if the test fails, all his previous efforts will be in vain. He can only go back to the past, sell the gold needle and find a new life.
The unique knowledge of Sun Simiao, the ancient medicine king, will be lost!
I find him so lonely, it's not easy, but I can't help it.
Heart disease is not like skin disease. If you change a treatment, the patient's resistance will not be so strong. I can't even coax the fat yellow haired man who has urticaria.
"Wait a minute, young man." When sun Youliang was frustrated and turned to leave, the fat man named Tan suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned over and sat up from the bed, staring at Sun Youliang and said, "you can really cure heart disease?"
Sun Youliang had already stepped out a foot, listened to him to ask, hurriedly took back again, heavily nodded to answer.
"With acupuncture?"
"Yes! I have the nine needles of the ancestral nimbus! There are many kinds of diseases that can be cured by stimulating acupoints and opening channels and collaterals, including heart failure. " Sun Youliang thought that things had changed and bowed sincerely.
"I don't care what the principle is." Tan pangzi waved: "I'll ask if you can cure it well."
"Yes!" Sun Youliang nodded hard.
"Well, give the old man a try." Tan Pang pointed to the old man opposite."Here..." Sun Youliang was stunned, and the fighting spirit just rekindled was poured with cold water.
However, this is the last hope. He took two steps forward and approached the old leader: "Hello, sir! I have a set of ancestral acupuncture, which can help you to treat heart disease. Would you like to try... "
"Don't shout, he can't hear!" Tan chuzi said: "this old man has no son or daughter. It's said that he has donated all the money he earned all his life. He lives by picking up rags and falls ill. Even his mind is not clear. Later, he was found faint on the road. Just in time, what is going on in the city is the construction of double civilization, so I sent him here as a model. If you really have the ability, you can try him. "
Sun Youliang hesitated.
"Why, don't you dare?" Tan chuzi stretched his neck forward: "if you really have the ability, you can cure it. If you don't want to hear him or not, you should do a good job. If you're not sure, you should get out of here! Don't fool people here. The pig's nose is stuffed with Scallion! "
After hitting many wards in a row, we came to the last ward. There are only two beds here. A middle-aged man with a big stomach is resting his head on both hands, staring at two small eyes and staring at the ceiling. Seeing us coming in, I just glanced at it a little bit, but I didn't even move. On the other bed lay an old man with white hair, reclining there, holding a shabby handkerchief in his hand. The designs and colors on the handkerchief are all worn off, only a few light blue strips are exposed, and nothing can be seen at all. But he looked at the handkerchief stupidly, as if there was a flower carved on it, as if there was someone on it, as beautiful as it was, but we didn't even notice when we came into the room. "Mr. Tan, are you better?" Vice president Zhao asked the fat middle-aged man with a smile. "Not yet!" The head didn't move, the eyes didn't lift, still looking at the ceiling. "Ha ha, it doesn't matter." Zhao didn't feel embarrassed at all. He still smiled and said, "we have studied your condition several times and asked Professor Ma many times. He said it's a mild disease, just a small bypass operation." "A little operation!" When the man heard this, he immediately became angry and suddenly turned his face: "then you let him do it!" "Why is this motherfucker more stubborn than a stone? We have to prioritize. One by one, we can't advance at all! I've been looking for him several times in private, and I'm willing to pay him 20 times, or even 50 times, to finish it for me first, but he just doesn't work hard, but he still has to say, life is priceless, money can't buy... " "His uncle's! Even if the intensive care unit is transferred to the emergency patient, I can't buy one for much. " The man said more and more angrily: "do you know how much less money I have to earn if I stay here for one day? If it wasn't for his fame and insurance, I wouldn't have suffered from this foreign crime here. I'm really fed up with it. " Vice president Zhao allowed him to finish his anger, and then he smiled with a smile: "I have told him more than once that boss Tan is a busy tax collector in Wuhan. Can you take care of him a little and operate on him a little in advance. But Professor Ma is a military doctor. He has a very straight temper. He doesn't agree with him. He said that human life is of the same price, and there is no difference between the high and the low. As long as you see a doctor here, you have to follow his wishes. If there is any more disorderly command, he will leave immediately! " "As you know, Professor Ma's stubborn temper came up, let alone me. It's said that he killed all the major generals..." "Then what are you here for?" When Tan pangzi heard this, he suddenly lost his temper, and emptily threw a stomach of fire on Zhao: "is it because I'm angry? Hurry up! I'm so upset at the sight of the white coat. " "I dare not bother you." As soon as vice president Zhao entered the room, the smile on his face never stopped. I don't know what the fat man named Tan actually came from: "there's a young man who has a set of ancestral needle techniques. It's said that he can cure heart failure..." "Go!" Just after hearing this, Tan Pang, like the other patients in the room, waved: "how far can you get away from me! What fucking ancestral needlework is all bullshit. I would rather die than believe that. " As soon as sun Youliang heard this, he immediately lowered his head and habitually turned away. From the time when he stepped into the first ward, he had a hundred times confidence, and now he has been frustrated. Just as he cried with me that day, the world didn't believe in his craft, didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, would rather be torn apart by western medicine like killing pigs, and wouldn't let traditional Chinese medicine recuperate. This is the last ward. If he can't find a patient willing to be treated, he can only leave in such a gloomy way. But this also means that if the test fails, all his previous efforts will be in vain. He can only go back to the past, sell the gold needle and find a new life. The unique knowledge of Sun Simiao, the ancient medicine king, will be lost! I find him so lonely, it's not easy, but I can't help it. Heart disease is not like skin disease. If you change a treatment, the patient's resistance will not be so strong. I can't even coax the fat yellow haired man who has urticaria. "Wait a minute, young man." When sun Youliang was frustrated and turned to leave, the fat man named Tan suddenly seemed to think of something. He turned over and sat up from the bed, staring at Sun Youliang and said, "you can really cure heart disease?" Sun Youliang had already stepped out a foot, listened to him to ask, hurriedly took back again, heavily nodded to answer. "With acupuncture?" "Yes! I have the nine needles of the ancestral nimbus! There are many kinds of diseases that can be cured by stimulating acupoints and opening channels and collaterals, including heart failure. " Sun Youliang thought that things had changed and bowed sincerely. "I don't care what the principle is." Tan pangzi waved: "I'll ask if you can cure it well." "Yes!" Sun Youliang nodded hard. "Well, give the old man a try." Tan Pang pointed to the old man opposite."Here..." Sun Youliang was stunned, and the fighting spirit just rekindled was poured with cold water. However, this is the last hope. He took two steps forward and approached the old leader: "Hello, sir! I have a set of ancestral acupuncture, which can help you to treat heart disease. Would you like to try... " "Don't shout, he can't hear!" Tan chuzi said: "this old man has no son or daughter. It's said that he has donated all the money he earned all his life. He lives by picking up rags and falls ill. Even his mind is not clear. Later, he was found faint on the road. Just in time, what is going on in the city is the construction of double civilization, so I sent him here as a model. If you really have the ability, you can try him. " Sun Youliang hesitated. "Why, don't you dare?" Tan chuzi stretched his neck forward: "if you really have the ability, you can cure it. If you don't want to hear him or not, you should do a good job. If you're not sure, you should get out of here! Don't fool people here. The pig's nose is stuffed with Scallion! "
