Iceberg President's personal expert

Seeing Mu Mingtang's expression, Wang Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

Mu Mingtang is the director of the city hospital. He came from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners and has superb medical skills. Even his face is so ugly, it is obvious that his father's condition is very serious.

"Master Mu, tell the truth, I want to know how my father is doing now."

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Patriarch Wang, to tell you the truth, the old man's condition is very bad. Every organ in his body has begun to fail, including the heart."

Mu Mingtang hesitated for a moment, and said with a serious face: "Treatment must be carried out in a short time, otherwise, with the old man's physical fitness, I'm afraid he won't be able to last for a few days."

Wang Qingyuan felt dizzy for an instant, his body swayed, and he almost lost his footing.

"Master Mu, what is my father's disease? He has always been in good health, how could he suddenly become like this?"

Wang Yushu stepped forward and grabbed Mu Mingtang's arm, shouting anxiously.

"The old man's current condition doesn't look like he's sick, but rather poisoned. However, the old man's blood test didn't find anything abnormal. What kind of poison is in him? Shu Mu's medical skills are not good, so he really didn't see it."

Mu Mingtang smiled wryly and said: "The way of Chinese medicine that Mu has learned requires symptomatic treatment. If you don't know the poison that Mr. Wang is suffering from, it will be difficult for Mu to do it. Patriarch Wang can ask some other colleagues, maybe they have a way."

"The dean of the pastor has nothing to do, and we have nothing to do."

The deans and attending physicians of several other major hospitals around Zhonghai shook their heads, their faces full of helplessness.

Mr. Wang's illness is extremely strange, and it has hurt all internal organs. His condition is already extremely serious.

Even if he wanted to undergo blood chemotherapy to get rid of the toxins in the blood, it would be difficult for Mr. Wang to bear the pain of chemotherapy at his age.

And just purifying the toxins in the blood, there is no way to restore the already exhausted organs to normal.

For such elderly people, organ failure is basically a hopeless recovery.

"Is there really no other way?"

Wang Qingyuan's face suddenly became extremely pale, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes.

"Patriarch Wang, while there is still some time, maybe you can find some other internationally renowned medical experts to consult with Mr. Wang, maybe there will be a better solution."

Mu Mingtang said seriously.

"That's right, Patriarch Wang, if you can invite Zhuge Liuyun, a well-known medical sage in China, maybe Mr. Wang still has a chance."

An old Chinese doctor next to him nodded and said in a deep voice.

"I don't know where Mr. Zhuge is now? I'll go and invite him personally." Wang Yushu asked hastily.

"Mr. Zhuge is a myth in the world of Chinese medicine. It is rumored that he can live and die from human flesh and bones, and his medical skills are unparalleled. But this kind of immortal, his whereabouts are uncertain, and no one knows where he is. I only heard that Mr. Zhuge appeared in Yanjing a few years ago. To continue the life of a dignitary in Yanjing."

The old Chinese doctor sighed: "I don't know the whereabouts of Mr. Zhuge either."

"The whereabouts of this kind of famous doctor are uncertain. Even if they are found, it may be too late." Wang Mingshu looked a little disappointed.

"I also ask you to think of some ways. As long as you can cure my father's illness, Wang will be very grateful."

Wang Qingyuan cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Mu Mingtang and the others.

"Mr. Wang, what are you talking about, get up quickly."

Mu Mingtang's complexion changed, and he hurriedly helped Wang Qingyuan up: "The doctors are parents, if we have a way, we will naturally not hide our secrets. It is really Mr. Wang's disease, which is extremely complicated, and we have nothing to do."

Several other medical experts also discussed in a low voice, all shook their heads without any clue.

"Dad, do you still remember that young man surnamed Ye? Will he have some ideas?"

Mu Xuelan, who was standing beside Mu Mingtang, hesitated for a moment, moved to Mu Mingtang's side, and asked in a low voice.

"This..." Mu Mingtang looked a little hesitant.

"I don't know which hospital the young lady named Ye is a doctor from?"

When Wang Qingyuan heard Mu Xuelan's words, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said hastily.

"My little girl is talking about an old friend of mine. He is not a doctor at Zhonghai Hospital, and he is only in his 20s. Although he is a teacher of a hermit doctor, he may not have enough experience to take on such a big job."

Mu Mingtang hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully.

Wang Qingyuan was slightly disappointed when he heard this.

Even a Chinese medicine expert like Mu Mingtang, who was born in a family of Chinese medicine and has studied Chinese medicine for decades, is helpless.

A young man in his 20s, even a genius from a family of Chinese medicine, may not be very reliable.

"Patriarch Wang, I heard that Professor Hodge from the West is attending the Western Medicine Conference in Yanjing. This is an American Doctor of Medicine who is well-known in the Western medical field. It is said that he has cured many difficult problems for several members of the Western royal family. disease, he is a specially appointed doctor of the western royal family, if this Professor Hodge can take action, it may be able to cure Wang Lao's illness."

Yao Wenshi, the dean of the Second Municipal Hospital, suddenly said: "I have met this Professor Hodge a few times, and we are still a little friendly. I can help Patriarch Wang communicate with him and invite him to Zhonghai, but Huo Qi Professor Qi's outpatient fee is very high, and he may not be able to spare the time, Patriarch Wang still needs to be mentally prepared."

"Professor Hodge has come to China? This is the current leader in the Western medical field, and he is considered a celebrity in the Western medical field."

"If Professor Hodge healed him himself, Mr. Wang might be saved."

The doctors next to him had obviously heard about Hodge's name, and exclaimed in amazement.

"I also ask Dean Yao to contact Professor Hodge. Dean Yao doesn't need to worry about the cost. As long as my father can be cured, my Wang family will be fully responsible for all expenses."

Wang Qingyuan said firmly.

"With Patriarch Wang's words, Yao is relieved, and I will contact Professor Hodge right now."

A gleam flashed in Yao Wenshi's eyes, and he walked aside, ready to contact Professor Hodge.

This time, Mr. Wang was seriously ill, which was both a challenge and an opportunity for them.

If Mr. Wang is cured by his hands, then he can get a great favor from the Wang family.

With the help of the Wang family, Yao Wenshi can definitely reach the sky in one step.

At this moment, Wang Tianyu walked into the other courtyard with Ye Chen and Su Qingcheng.

"Uncle Wang, I heard that the old man is ill, and Qingcheng came here to visit. I wonder how the old man is doing now?"

Seeing Wang Qingyuan's sad face, Su Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Wang's condition is probably much more serious than she imagined.

Ye Chen stood aside at this time, looking into the room.

From his perception, he could clearly feel that the physical condition of Mr. Wang in the house was much more serious than he expected.

The vitality of the whole body is like a candle, which may be extinguished at any time.

"Miss Su has a heart, the old man's condition is not very good."

Wang Qingyuan's voice was full of exhaustion.

"Old man, auspicious people have their own signs of heaven, and this time, they will surely turn danger into good luck."

Su Qingcheng frowned slightly, and comforted softly.

"I hope that, as Miss Su said, we can turn bad luck into good luck." Wang Qingyuan looked sad. Even though he is the head of the Wang family and has great power in Zhong Hai, he is also helpless in the face of the cycle of life and death.

"Ye Chen, why are you here? Are you here to treat Mr. Wang?" Mu Xuelan looked at Ye Chen standing beside Su Qingcheng at this moment, and asked in surprise.

"Doctor Mu, what a coincidence."

Ye Chen looked at Mu Xuelan, and was taken aback for a moment. Thinking of what happened in the office back then, Ye Chen couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Doctor Mu, do you know each other?" Wang Qingyuan had a strange look upon hearing this.

"I met Ye Chen once. He was the young man surnamed Ye I mentioned. Even my father was amazed by his acupuncture methods." Mu Xuelan said truthfully.

Wang Qingyuan and the others were stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ye Chen with a surprised expression.