The proud master of the female president

On the seventh floor, the consultation area of ​​the Chinese medicine department.

In an office, seeing Lin Yu push the door in, Zhao Qiankun had a smile on his face.

Give up your seat again.

Make tea again.

Lin Yu was a little confused.

There's no need to be so attentive, is there?

"Xiao Lin, you are finally here." Zhao Qiankun smiled strangely.

that smile...

Lin Yu felt that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that even if I came to make him happy, it should be a happy smile, but the old man's current smile is so awkward no matter how you look at it - it seems that he has done something wrong, that kind of very guilty smile.

"Old Zhao, are you... What's the matter?" Lin Yu asked hurriedly.

"Then what..."

Zhao Qiankun knew that something was wrong, so he leaned over and said with a smile: "Didn't I promise you last time, as long as you come here, it is a special appointment? This is a bit difficult to handle. After all, I am not the dean now, so..."

"Just say it."

"If I sell this old face, I can only get you the treatment of an attending physician."

After saying this sentence, Zhao Qiankun was very unwilling: "Xiao Lin, I know you have great ability, and I also know that this kind of treatment does not match your ability, but... can you look at it for my sake..."

The treatment gap is huge!
There are four grades of doctors.

The lowest level is the resident physician, the next level up is the attending physician, and then the deputy chief physician and chief physician.

Distinguished experts have the same treatment as the chief physician, and their reputation is even higher than that of the chief physician.

More than job gap?
salary!

status!

It's a few orders of magnitude worse in every aspect, okay?

"That's it?" Lin Yu smiled.

"You... willing?" Zhao Qiankun was stunned.

"I promised to come here, and it has nothing to do with the conditions offered by Mr. Zhao."

Lin Yu smiled faintly, and said: "Because when we met on the first day, Mr. Zhao not only helped me solve the trouble, but also trusted me unconditionally. To put it bluntly, if it's for treatment...even if I am the dean, I won't come. "

Is he short of money?

Lack of status?

If it wasn't for Zhao Qiankun's favor, the treatment of the so-called specially hired experts would not be worth a penny in his eyes!
"Great!"

Zhao Qiankun was very excited, and nodded repeatedly: "That's fine! I'll take you now to go through the entry procedures—by the way, when can you go to work?"

"I can only come one day a week." Lin Yu said.

"I know, this condition will not change."

"In two days."

Lin Yu thought for a while, and said: "I have something to do these two days. I will call you the day before I come here."

"Row!"

As long as Lin Yu came and completed the entry procedures, Zhao Qiankun would be completely relieved.

As for the official working time, it doesn't matter if it is two days early or two days late.

After thinking about it, he held Lin Yu's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Lin, there is nothing you can do now that your position is not high. After all, only the old woman and I have seen and trusted your medical skills. Waiting for you to come to the hospital to work officially, waiting for you His medical skills will shine, and then..."

suddenly!

Just when he was holding his hand, Lin Yu's face couldn't help froze.

"Mr. Zhao is unwell?" He asked suddenly.

"..."

Zhao Qiankun was taken aback, waved his hands and said with a smile: "People are old, at this age, there are more or less problems - my body, I know."

"Liver and kidney failure, this is not a small problem." Lin Yu's expression was rarely dignified.

"Long-term drug-induced damage can't be cured."

Zhao Qiankun waved his hand, he didn't seem to care, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I wanted to be a famous doctor of the generation, and I went to learn from Shennong to taste a hundred herbs, which left hidden dangers in the liver and kidney, but... I don't regret it!"

With his extremely profound medical skills and the spirit of daring to try medicines by himself, he created many famous prescriptions by himself.

There are two prescriptions, which create a gap in some fields and can save the lives of countless patients.

Because of such contributions, he not only became the former president of the Provincial First Hospital as a Chinese medicine doctor, but also the only doctor in the hospital who enjoys special national allowances.

After listening to what the old man said, Lin Yu was rarely shocked.

Try the medicine yourself!

Ultimately leading to permanent damage to the liver and kidneys, which he didn't care about at all.

This is the real doctor!
"Old Zhao, your situation must be taken seriously."

Lin Yu's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You are proficient in medical skills and have a very precise grasp of medicines, so the damage caused by testing medicines is not great. The problem lies in the continuous accumulation of toxins caused by continuous testing of medicines."

Toxins accumulate many times throughout the year, which is similar to chronic poisoning.

When you are young, your body has a good foundation and can handle it. As you get older, your physique deteriorates and the damage deepens.

"It can't be cured."

Zhao Qiankun smiled and said: "I know my body well, and it's not that I haven't tried treatment. It's too late to say anything now."

"Not too late." Lin Yu denied his words.

"You mean... there is still treatment?!" Zhao Qiankun was shocked.

"Half and half."

Lin Yu thought for a while, and said immediately: "The most obvious symptom at present is that the liver and kidney functions are gradually failing. If you don't treat it... You can live for at most one year. But in fact, your problem is not limited to the liver and kidney."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Qiankun's expression froze.

"Sit down first."

Lin Yu pushed the old man onto a chair and sat down.

Immediately, a few silver needles were taken out.

Guan Yuan!

belly knot!

pussy!

Zhongji!

The silver needle pierced quickly.

After the silver needles entered the acupuncture points one after another, Lin Yu twisted a needle in each hand, and the inner air was slowly injected from the needle body.

Zhao Qiankun's face became more and more shocked.

In his opinion, although Lin Yu cured Han Xingyue whose life was hanging by a thread, the situation of the two sides is different.

He has accumulated toxins for a long time, causing irreversible damage, this kind of...

In theory there is no rule of law!

What about Han Xingyue?

Her illness, even without Lin Yu's help, could be cured with Western medicine, but surgery is more painful and costs more.

in short.

Han Xingyue was not terminally ill, but what he suffered from was terminally ill, and there was no cure for it!

However, at this time, he could really feel a hot current surging in his abdomen, and the long-term feeling of weight in his body had obviously improved a lot—this alone was enough to show that the treatment was effective.

Could it be... that my illness can really be cured?
time flies.

Lin Yu continued to inject inner air.

On the outside, the inner qi has amazing destructive power.

Inside, the inner qi can cure diseases and save lives, and its functions are not comparable to ordinary medical skills.

Of course, the inner qi of most warriors can only be used to kill people and set fires. If it is to be used to cure diseases and save lives... one must be proficient in the method of inner qi to cure diseases.

A martial artist who can do this can be said to be one in a million.

After all, using internal qi to treat diseases, this kind of medical skill that surpasses traditional Chinese and western medicine, has no way to obtain it.

suddenly!

Lin Yu quickly pulled out the silver needle.

His hand was like lightning, and he stretched his thumb towards Zhao Qiankun, pressing on a certain acupuncture point on his upper abdomen.

puff……

Zhao Qiankun opened his mouth uncontrollably, and a bloody arrow suddenly shot out from his mouth.

Blood stained the floor, shocking.

However, the blood he spit out was obviously bluish black, which looked very strange.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Qiankun not only didn't feel weak, but became energetic: "Xiao Lin, this..."

"I said, half and half."

Lin Yu slowly put away the silver needle, and said helplessly: "Mr. Zhao, the root cause of your illness is the long-term accumulation of various toxins. The liver and kidney damage is the most obvious. In fact, these toxins have been destroying every part of the body. Function, no organ can escape. What I can do is to get rid of the poisonous root, so that you will not be poisoned all the time, but...the liver and kidney have been damaged for a long time, and I can't do anything for the time being."

Silver needle to force poison?

Zhao Qiankun's eyes widened.

This medical skill...

Before today, he had only watched it on TV. In reality, he had never seen it, let alone heard of it.
"This can extend your lifespan by about two years." Lin Yu said.

"enough!"

Zhao Qiankun was very excited, and laughed loudly: "I knew a long time ago that it was difficult to survive even one year, and now it has become three years... an unexpected surprise, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?!"