Iceberg President's personal expert

Hearing Professor Hodge's scolding, everyone noticed that Marven Ye followed in.

In order to prevent affecting Mr. Wang, except for doctors, even the younger generation of the Wang family are not allowed to enter Mr. Wang's ward.

Wang Jianlong and his brothers have been on business trips in other places during this period, and they are not very familiar with Ye Chen.

Seeing Ye Chen, a stranger, follow him in, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Professor Hodge is treating the old man inside, what are you doing in there?"

Wang Jianlong's temper was a little grumpy, and the tone of his mouth was a little impatient.

"I'll also check on the old man's condition, maybe I can help." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Ye Chen, are you the only one who still helps? I think you want to make trouble." Zhou Xingchen said strangely beside him.

"What kind of disease can you see as a young man? Get out quickly. During my diagnosis and treatment, no one is allowed to disturb me in the ward except my assistant. Otherwise, I will not be responsible for anything that happens."

Professor Hodge looked a little arrogant: "My time is very precious, and I don't want to waste it on these useless places."

"Professor Hodge, he is a doctor who is good at traditional Chinese medicine. He is good at some difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Maybe he can help."

At this moment, Mu Mingtang stood up and spoke to Ye Chen.

Just relying on Ye Chen's method of using qi to control the needle, although it is not said that it can completely cure the old man's illness, it is still no problem to suppress the poison in the old man's body.

"Chinese medicine? Are you kidding me? This kind of thing that deceives children can also be called a doctor?"

Professor Hodge laughed, his eyes full of disdain.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, his face suddenly turned cold.

Mu Mingtang and other Chinese medicine practitioners also looked a little ugly.

It wasn't just Ye Chen who was ridiculed by Huo Qi's words, but even his group of TCM doctors were also ridiculed.

"Chinese medicine is a treasure passed down by my Chinese ancestors for thousands of years. It has been recognized by the world's medical sciences. How can you, a Westerner, insult you with a single sentence? You need to apologize to Chinese medicine." Ye Chen said slowly.

"Ye Chen is right. Our Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and its subtleties are even higher than Western medicine. Why do you still look down on our Chinese medicine?"

"That's right, I insulted Chinese medicine practitioners and I must apologize."

Several highly respected Chinese medicine professors were also a little dissatisfied, and they all spoke up to support Ye Chen.

Even if Hodge is a well-known doctor of medicine in the West, he cannot deny Chinese medicine in this way.

Huo Qi's eyes flashed with anger, and he turned to look at Wang Qingyuan and others.

"Do you still want me to treat the patient and drive him out?"

Professor Hodge pointed at Ye Chen arrogantly.

Wang Qingyuan and others looked at each other, their faces were full of helplessness, and just about to speak, at this moment, Mr. Wang, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly twitched, and then a smear of black blood with a stench dripped from the corner of Mr. Wang's mouth. out.

As the mouthful of black blood escaped from Mr. Wang's mouth, a foul smell suddenly wafted out.

The electrocardiogram that detected the old man's heartbeat fluctuated violently, and then the electrocardiogram data gradually showed signs of returning to zero.

"The old man's poison has exploded."

Ye Chen's expression froze at this moment, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Professor Hodge's face changed slightly at this time, and he didn't care about Ye Chen anymore, and hurriedly began to diagnose and treat Mr. Wang.

"Perform CPR."

While making diagnosis and treatment, Hodge asked his assistant to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Mr. Wang.

Wang Qingyuan and others stood outside the ward, not daring to breathe, watching Professor Hodge anxiously treating Mr. Wang.

"The patient's condition is very critical. There is a serious virus in his blood, which has caused his internal organs to fail. Do you have the patient's blood test sheet?"

Professor Hodge's face was extremely serious.

"Yes, but Zhong Hai's laboratory testing machine failed to find out what kind of virus was hidden in the patient's blood, and all kinds of anti-inflammatory and bactericidal drugs had no effect on the patient."

Mu Mingtang briefly introduced Mr. Wang's condition.

"I need to draw the patient's blood and send it to my laboratory for testing before I can determine the patient's illness."

Hodge frowned. In such a short period of time, he couldn't determine what kind of illness Mr. Wang had.

"I don't know where Professor Hodge's laboratory is? I'll send someone to take it there myself." Wang Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

"My laboratory is in Yanjing. Although it is not as well-equipped as my laboratory in the west, it should be enough."

Professor Hodge said in a deep voice.

"In Yanjing? I'm afraid it's too late." Wang Qingyuan and the others changed their expressions.

From Zhonghai to Yanjing, even if you use a special plane, it will take several hours to go back and forth, not to mention that it will take time for testing.

When the test results come out, it is not certain whether the old man can persist until then.

"Professor Hodge, you have rich experience, can't you see the old man's illness?" Wang Jianlong couldn't help asking.

"This is the first time I have seen the patient's current symptoms. If I am not sure what virus the patient is suffering from, it is difficult for me to treat it."

Hodge shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

"Dean Mu, do you have any silver needles?" Ye Chen turned to look at Mu Mingtang at this time.

"I brought it." Mu Xuelan handed Ye Chen a wooden box.

Ye Chen opened the wooden box, took out a three-inch long silver needle from the middle, and walked directly to Mr. Wang.

"What are you doing here?"

Hodge looked at Ye Chen who was walking over, and reprimanded him with an unkind expression.

"Of course I treated the old man? Could it be that you can cure him?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"You, a young brat, can cure diseases?" Hodge laughed angrily.

Even he was helpless about Mr. Wang's condition. How dare a young Chinese doctor in his 20s treat patients in front of him?

Ridiculous.

"Patriarch Wang, if I don't take action again, the old man will probably die. At that time, even if you ask the reincarnated genius doctor to take action, you will be powerless."

Ye Chen turned his head to look at Wang Qingyuan, and said calmly.

Wang Qingyuan's breathing froze for a moment, and his expression was a little flustered.

"Patriarch Wang, Ye Chen has a deep knowledge of acupuncture and moxibustion."

Mu Mingtang hesitated for a moment, but still said something for Ye Chen.

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and nodded to Ye Chen.

With a smile on his face, Ye Chen stretched out his hand to untie the clothes on Mr. Wang's chest.

At this time, the skin on Mr. Wang's body showed a rich black color, which spread from the position of the heart, dyeing the entire chest black.

"Western medicine is nothing more than that, take care, this is my Huaxia's traditional Chinese medicine."

Ye Chen glanced at Professor Hodge, holding a three-inch long silver needle, and just pierced Mr. Wang's heart directly.

The next moment, only a section of the three-inch long silver needle was exposed, and all the other silver needles pierced into the heart of Mr. Wang.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

"What are you doing kid?"

Wang Jianlong and the others looked at Ye Chen frantically with their eyes wide open.