Invincible Celestial Master System

More because of this.

The Fifth Hospital of the Medical University decided to abolish the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and change their place into an inpatient department of Western medicine.

The Western medicine wards are really too tense.

"If Chinese medicine is still in this state this month, the hospital will completely cancel our Chinese medicine department."

The old man sighed, "They forget their roots!"

"How can the things that the ancestors have passed down for thousands of years be comparable to those of Western medicine!"

"If we turn our Chinese medicine department into a ward, then we Chinese medicine practitioners will have no place to go."

"So the hospital arranged for us to follow the ambulance and do some first aid."

After listening to Song Rui's narration, not to mention Chen Fan, even the driver in front began to feel sorry for the old man.

Tangtang, the vice president of a traditional Chinese medicine department, ran into an ambulance and acted as a doctor on board.

Isn't this bullying?

After hesitating for a long time, the driver asked weakly, "Well... my dad has been feeling unwell recently, and he went to the western doctor to find out what's wrong. How about I go to your traditional Chinese medicine department for a try?"

He doesn't think Chinese medicine can cure diseases that can't be cured by western medicine, but he just thinks the old man is too pitiful.

Just treat him as a good person every day, and do some good people and good deeds.

Song Rui's eyes lit up, he hugged the driver's chair from the back seat, and stretched his head to the front seat.

"Really?"

"What's wrong with your father? What's wrong with your body?"

"Tell me, I'll see if I'm sure about it!"

Chen Fan: "..."

This old man is probably a fool.

Did you say that?
Are you still optimistic about it? If you say that, do people dare to go to your place to see a doctor?
He knew why fewer people went to see a doctor in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

I have no idea.

really.

Hearing Song Rui's words, the driver subconsciously trembled again.

Some regretted their impulse just now.

If you bring your own father there, there is nothing wrong with your body, how can you fix it when the old man sees something wrong?
The old man saw that the driver's hands were shaking again, and his two bow-like eyebrows were tightly gathered together.

"pull over!"

The driver didn't know why, but Song Rui was his passenger, so he dared not stop even if asked to stop.

As soon as the car stopped, Song Rui squeezed to the front and grabbed the driver's arm.

"What are you doing?"

The driver was taken aback by his sudden move, and wanted to withdraw his arm, but he didn't expect the old man's hands to be surprisingly strong.

He pulled hard and couldn't pull it out, almost dislocating his arm.

"do not move!"

The old man pinched the driver's wrist with one hand, and pinched the driver's neck and shoulder with the other hand.

The driver screamed in pain from being pinched by the old man.

"What are you doing, eh, it hurts!"

"Let go, be careful I'm rude to you."

The driver is in pain and angry now.

Just now he felt that the old man was pitiful, and wanted to help the old man make up his performance, so he brought his father over to have a look.

Who would have thought that the old man would suddenly attack him.

what man.

Chen Fan sat aside and watched without stopping.

He could tell that the old man was treating the driver.

The old man pinched for a while, and the driver also screamed at the beginning, and then remained silent.

He looked at the old man suspiciously.

After pinching this side, the old man got out of the car and ran to the other side of the driver, holding his arm and doing the previous operation again.

It was also the scream at the beginning, but there was no movement afterwards.

Passers-by heard the screams and thought something was wrong, but seeing an old man pinching the driver's shoulders, they left after watching for a while.

After half an hour of busy work, the old man ran to the back seat and sat down.

The driver was sweating from being pinched by him, but the old man didn't even catch his breath.

"You have been under too much mental stress recently, and you continue to drive, and your spirit is too tense."

"Causes your hands to tremble indirectly."

"You're a driver, shaking your hands is a big deal, you can't ignore it!"

"Also, if you sit like this for a long time, you have problems with your cervical spine and lumbar spine. It's going to be inconvenient. I can only massage your cervical spine first. If you want to massage your lumbar spine, you have to find a place with a bed."

When he said this, a gleam flashed in the old man's eyes.

This trick he tried a hundred times.

He used this method to get most of the regular customers in the Chinese medicine hospital.

Hey, he is definitely the poorest vice president in these hospitals in Beijing.

You have to go out to solicit customers yourself.

The driver shook his neck, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed.

Thumbs up to the old man behind.

"Dean Song really lives up to his name!"

"Don't worry, I'll send you to the hospital in a while and I'll go home to pick up my dad, and I'll be looking for you to massage my waist then!"

Song Rui nodded with a smile, and dragged Chen Fan to chatter.

When we arrived at the hospital, the driver brother didn't even ask for money, so he hurried home to pick up his father.

Regardless of whether the old man can see what's wrong with the old man, it's always good to try.

What if the old man can really see what's wrong with his father?

……

Because of Chen Fan's healing pill, those people's lives were not in danger.

Taotao's mother had multiple fractures and lost too much blood, and she was currently undergoing surgery in the emergency room.

Qu Jingyi sat on a stool in the corridor with Taotao.

At this time.

A man rushed over from the end of the corridor and saw Taotao hugging him in his arms.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Where is Taotao's mother? How is mother?"

He is so anxious now that he has lost his mind, and he has forgotten that Taotao is just a child of three or four years old.

"Dad, Mom is inside, and she hasn't come out yet."

"Woooooo...I want mom, mom..."

Tao Tao, who had been sobbing softly before, burst into tears the moment he saw his father.

Taotao's father quickly comforted Taotao.

"Tao Tao is good, mom will be fine, let's wait for mom here together, okay?"

"okay."

Taotao's father stood up holding Taotao, only then did he see Qu Jingyi standing behind.

"You are Miss Qu, thank you, thank you so much."

Qu Jingyi shook her head, signaling that he needn't be so polite.

"Tao Tao's mother is not life-threatening, but the injury is serious."

"Two legs were broken, the left hand was fractured, and the wounds on the body were too deep to cause excessive bleeding."

Hearing Qu Jingyi's words, Taotao's father panicked.

How could such a serious injury be okay?

Seeing what Taotao's father was thinking, Qu Jingyi said, "Don't worry, Taotao's mother will be fine."

Taotao's father only thought that Qu Jingyi was comforting him, smiled wryly, thanked Qu Jingyi, and sat on the stool with Taotao in his arms.

He hung his head low, tears streaming down his nose to the ground.

He didn't dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to let Taotao see him crying.

Qu Jingyi knew his worry.

He didn't do much to comfort him, just stood there quietly.

No matter how much she talks now, there is no doctor who can say a word.

It didn't take long.

Chen Fan and Song Rui came to the door of the operating room.

Seeing Taotao's father's decadent look, Song Rui couldn't bear it.

"I'm the vice president of the Fifth Hospital of the Medical University."

"Don't worry, Taotao's mother is not in danger, and her arms and legs can recover after a while."

Chen Fan: "..."

Your identity as the vice president is to take care of everything for the patients as a guarantee?
Do you know what's going on inside?

If something really happens to Taotao's mother, it won't be the doctor who performed the surgery, but you.