With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

opposite.

Mr. Xie greeted him and shouted, "Fish."

Xu Lao smiled and waved to her: "Hurry up, we're all waiting for you!"

Mr. Zeng also joked to the dean Du Yu: "Xiao Du, let me introduce you, this is our fish expert. If she doesn't come, we old men can't make a final diagnosis."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Haixin felt that the world was collapsing, his eyes turned black, and there was an extremely absurd feeling of being directly hit on the head by a thunderbolt.

Song Yu.

Is she the expert these old dogs are waiting for?

impossible!

He doesn't believe it!

She's just a badass bitch.

He was so suffocated that he couldn't breathe, covered his heart angrily, and shouted angrily: "Secretary Xu, Secretary Xu..."

shouted twice.

He suddenly felt that the place under his body began to itch, and the itching was so uncomfortable that his painful eyes burst out.

The man also thumped and fell heavily from the wheelchair to the ground.

Secretary Xu ran out nervously, but unfortunately he was too fat and heavy to hold up at all. Seeing his hand, he was still scratching desperately, and shouted anxiously: "Doctor, doctor."

At the last moment of Wu Haixin's sobriety, a pair of eyes full of unwillingness and doubts were still staring at Song Yu's back.

Seeing her being held by the stars like the moon, she entered the ward of the foreign dignitaries.

Song Yu's cold eyes glanced at him as if he was looking at garbage before he walked into the ward.

Before she could ask.

Mr. Xie said: "Xiao Du, tell Yu'er about the patient's current condition!"

There was obvious hesitation in Du Yu's eyes, and he took another look at her before walking over, and said: "The patient had an illness a week ago, and his personality is relatively conservative, and the person in charge of his treatment has always been his personal doctor.

As of today, the patient has not excreted for seven days.

Three days ago, I couldn't eat anything.

Today, not a drop of water entered.

In the evening, he suddenly went into shock and was rushed to our hospital. "

Song Yu nodded slightly, and said, "Let's go see the patient first!"

Done.

She walked towards the ward where the patient was.

Xu Lao and the others also followed her.

Du Yu, who was walking at the back, saw Mr. Xu and the others lagging behind her a little.

At a glance, it is easy to see that she is the backbone of this group of people.

He felt more and more strange, and looked at her seriously again.

This girl is too young and too beautiful. He doesn't believe that she is a great expert.

After all, good Chinese medicine needs time to settle.

She is only about 20 years old at most, how high a level can she be.

However, judging from the attitude of Mr. Xie and the others towards her, maybe she is the new precious apprentice of some big country hand.

Song Yu, who had already seen the patient, didn't know that Du Yu had made up so much in his brain, so he sat down and took the patient's pulse seriously.

2 minutes later.

Song Yu withdrew his hand, got up, gave up his seat, and waited quietly.

As someone who has dealt with many high-level figures, she has to go through many procedures.

For example, this foreign political leader must have a consultation together, analyze the dialectics, and finally give a prescription.

After Mr. Xu, Mr. Xie, and Mr. Zeng took the patient's pulse one by one.

Old Xie said with a rather relaxed expression: "The cause of the disease is accumulating heat in the stomach and intestines caused by unacceptable water and soil."

It's a very simple disease, which can be solved with a single dose of medicine, but the more foreigners treat it, the more complicated it becomes.

Song Yu nodded: "If the medicine is not right, the condition will become more and more serious."

Elder Xu and Elder Zeng also agreed.

The etiology was unanimously passed. According to the process, the prescription should be written, dialectical, and the best treatment plan should be selected.

In the end, several old people agreed to use Song Yu's plan.

The prescription she prescribed was a grain of soil from Country M, the country where the dignitaries are located.

Zeng Lao said: "Xiao Xu likes to bring back a handful of soil as a souvenir every time he goes to a country.

This time he is in charge of welcoming Minister Fidel, Lao Xu, let him bring it over. "

Xiao Xu, the eldest son of Mr. Xu, did not inherit his father's mantle and entered politics.

Xu Lao nodded: "I'll call him and ask him to deliver it right away."

Du Yu, who watched the whole diagnosis process, was shocked.

However, for several elderly people, they unanimously chose the treatment plan given by Song Yu, and he still felt drummed in his heart, wondering if it was a bit sloppy.

This is not an ordinary time, the identity of the patient is too special and too important.

What if the old people choose her plan in order to give the younger generation a chance to succeed...

He struggled for a while, but still pulled aside Mr. Xie, who had the best relationship with him and was regarded as his half-master, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xie, isn't this plan a little too radical?"

She just said that three acupuncture needles are given first, and then a medicine is given to drink. At most half an hour, the patient can start to excrete.

Hearing what he said, Mr. Xie's face obviously turned ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiao Du, your habit of judging people by their appearance must be changed. The plan was unanimously approved by us. If there is any problem, we will take full responsibility."

These people, one or two, seeing that Yu'er was young, didn't believe in her medical skills and had prejudice against her.

After seeing her ability later, they will be convinced.

"Mr. Xie, I didn't mean that. Don't be angry, old man." Du Yu hurriedly apologized and made amends, and didn't dare to talk too much anymore. When he looked at the past again.

Song Yu was sitting on the sofa with Song Ze, head to head, watching the video, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the happy place.

He looked at the two of them happy, but his heart sank uncontrollably, and his head was throbbing.

This is said to be a doctor, but in fact he is only a half-grown child, and he has not given up his playfulness!

He can only pray that her prescription is really useful, and the decisions of the old people are correct.

The treatment of traditional Chinese medicine is a thousand miles away.

Song Yu's plan is to give acupuncture to the patient after the medicine is decocted.

After pulling out the needle, drink the medicine immediately.

From the time the medicine was delivered to the time the medicine was cooked as quickly as possible, an hour had passed by the time it was delivered.

Seeing that the medicine came, Song Yu squeezed the three silver needles slowly with his slender and beautiful fingers. He aimed at the patient's acupoints, and when he was sure of the strength, he was about to pierce them.

The door of the ward.

Sudden was pushed away from the outside.

There were some messy and eager footsteps, interspersed with the man's outrageous reprimand: "My lord, you actually let the honorable Lord Fidel eat dirt, what kind of doctors are you? I will never allow you to insult me ​​like this!" Your Excellency!"

A mouthful of Spanish.

People present, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't understand.

Until the man ran in, pointed at Song Yu angrily, and continued to growl in Spanish: "Have all the doctors in your country died? Why did you let a little girl treat Lord Fidel!"