Sweeping the heavens at the beginning

When the reporters heard that the voice inside seemed to be that of a young man, they were surprised and turned their questioning eyes to Chen Daoling.

At this time, Chen Daoling couldn't control whether there were reporters or not.

Since Yang Wenxin has already said that it is cured, it must be cured!

Others don't know the exact severity of Bai Shan's injury, but I know it as I have done simple treatment for it!
That really hurt the heart, and the only way to heal it was to move a needle on the heart.

But the heart is not any other part of the body, it is the lifeblood of a person!
How can you just sew it?

Don't say it's cured when it's stitched, it's good if it doesn't kill the patient.

But now Yang Wenxin says he has been cured!
It was a miracle, a medical miracle!
How could Chen Daoling not be excited by this miracle?
However, the reporters couldn't understand. They focused on public opinion and topics, and they paid more attention to the outcome of the matter.

Is Bai Shan dead?

If it is dead, it will be widely publicized and the topic will be heated up.

If it is not dead, it is also a big publicity, also in order to stir up the heat of the topic.

In short, even if Yang Wenxin did such a thing that was enough to cause a worldwide sensation, in the writing of these reporters, everything would become meaningless.

Of course, Yang Wenxin didn't want to attract so much attention to himself.

After Chen Daoling came in, Yang Wenxin directly threw the mess to Chen Daoling, while he himself slipped aside and waited for the matter to end, and made decoction to pass the time.

Bai Shan has just been cured, and needs to be replenished, and the hospital is not short of medicinal materials, so it just happens to be convenient.

After all, Chen Daoling was the vice president. After some skillful explanations, the reporters left the hospital after half an hour.

At the same time, Bai Shan was transferred to the general ward after several examinations.

Apart from remaining unconscious, his body is fine.

In order to better ensure the safety of Baishan, Yang Wenxin came to the ward to check, and happened to meet Baishan who had just woken up.

"Brother Yang, you must be the one who saved me this time." Bai Shan said weakly, even though the wound in his heart had been healed by Yang Wenxin, it doesn't mean that the blood he shed could not be counted.

What should be false is still false.

Yang Wenxin walked up to him, handed over a bowl of tonic prepared by Hu Qingniu's medical knowledge, and said, "This is a tonic I made to nourish blood. You drink it first."

Bai Shan smiled and drank it without any doubt.

This scene warmed Yang Wenxin's heart slightly.

Don't look at it as a simple job, a simple bowl of soup, but at this critical juncture, Bai Shan drank it without any doubts, which is a great trust in Yang Wenxin.

Yang Wenxin's character is like this, I will treat you as you treat me.

Judging from the current situation, Bai Shan really regards himself as a brother, has helped him a lot, and given him a lot of face, but he himself has not done anything for this brother, and even put him in danger situation.

"Brother Yang, I don't want to thank you for your kindness. In the future, as long as you have something to do with my brother, just ask, even if you go up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire!" Bai Shan put the bowl heavily on the table, and his eyes were firm and moving.

"However, Brother Yang, the person you told me about doesn't seem to be the mastermind behind the scenes." After some impassioned speeches, he calmly thought about it, and Bai Shan's ability to become the chairman of Yunhai is indeed extraordinary.

"According to what you mean, Brother Bai..." Yang Wenxin looked puzzled.

Bai Shan sighed: "The phone number you gave me was registered by him with someone else's ID card, but it is not actually his. He knew that his affairs had been exposed, so he took the risk and sent someone to assassinate me. "

"Is that so..." Yang Wenxin thought for a while, then immediately smiled, "Brother Bai, take a good rest first, and wait until you recover to deal with these trivial matters."

Bai Shan was startled, looked at his gauze-bound body, nodded with a wry smile, and agreed.

After leaving the ward, Yang Wenxin felt the urge to urinate, and trotted to the toilet. Unexpectedly, as soon as he unbuttoned his pants, a familiar voice sounded in his head.

"Didi, the Zhutian switch is activated and is screening targets."

"Fuck! You're so good at finding time!" Yang Wenxin breathed out, but he couldn't control it.

"Didi, "Legend of the Condor Heroes", Huang Yaoshi, the identity change begins!"

After the familiar voice, the next thing is the task content.

"Didi, task content: within half a day, cure Feng Heng, Huang Rong's mother."

After half a day...

Yang Wenxin returned to the real world, with his unbuttoned pants still the same, after a burst of extreme comfort.

"Didi, the mission was successful!"

"Obtain Feng Heng's ability to never forget."

Never forget?

That's good stuff!
When Yang Wenxin heard about this skill, he was so excited that he almost peed on himself.

He had watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and his photographic memory was able to memorize the scriptures of the Nine Yins back then, so it's not too awesome.

What programs, instructions, and exam questions in the future...

It seems that the pursuit is too low...

With anticipation in mind, Yang Wenxin didn't look at the road at all, and accidentally bumped into a limp body.

Taking a closer look, he turned out to be a young doctor with a pure and youthful face, and he looked like he had just graduated from university.

"That, I'm sorry!" Yang Wenxin scratched his head in embarrassment, who knew that he would encounter such a thing without looking the way.

"No, it's all right..." The little doctor obviously rarely encountered such a situation, his pretty face blushed and hesitated, and when he looked up to see Yang Wenxin's face clearly, he changed his previous attitude and shouted excitedly, "It's you!"

"You know me?" Yang Wenxin pointed to himself, wondering when he became so famous in the Third People's Hospital.

"That's right! Doctor Yang, I saw it when you had your operation last time!" The little doctor's reddish face and black pupils revealed deep admiration.

Before Yang Wenxin showed strategic modesty, the little doctor quickly took out the notebook he was holding in his hand, moved it in front of Yang Wenxin, and said excitedly: "Dr. Yang, I heard from the dean that you are knowledgeable. There are a few questions that I don't understand, can you help me look?"

"Yes, yes!" Yang Wenxin saw his little fangirl asking a question, and agreed directly without thinking, but he was instantly discouraged when he saw it.

It is all about western medicine, which has nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine.

At first he refused, but when he saw the expectant expression on the little fan girl's face, he couldn't help but push back. After looking around, he found that there was a small bookshelf next to it, and there happened to be a few books on western medicine on it.

With a flash of inspiration, Yang Wenxin signaled the little fan girl to wait for him, then went to the bookshelf and took a classic book, and then read it quickly with the help of his photographic memory.

Picking up the notebook that recorded the questions again, Yang Wenxin only felt that everything became so clear.

After patiently explaining, the little doctor immediately expressed admiration: "Doctor Yang, you really deserve your reputation!"