Rural Shennong

Yang Hanye is ready to go to Pingxin Restaurant to find fault, of course he won't go right away.

Upstairs there is still a young model waiting for him.

He had to make full preparations, find a chance when there were many people, and use Chen Ping, an alcoholic who dared to fool the warrior, to destroy his property in public, and let Yan Wanfeng disable him by the way.

The next day is the weekend.

Today, Chen Ping made an appointment with Dean Shang of the provincial hospital to go to the provincial hospital for consultation.

Getting up from the warm blanket, Chen Ping kissed Widow Miao lightly on the forehead, then quietly got up and dressed, and drove from Tangpu Village to the Provincial Hospital.

As soon as Chen Ping arrived at the door, a handsome nurse greeted him: "Professor Chen, you are here!"

He wondered, "You are?"

The little nurse smiled slightly, showing two cute dimples: "My name is Han Feifei, and Dean Shang arranged for me to pick you up."

"Your private consultation room is ready, come with me."

Chen Ping followed Han Feifei to a consultation room on the fifth floor by the elevator.

This consulting room has a large area, not only has an area for seeing a doctor, but also has an independent lounge and toilet.

Chen Ping changed into a white coat in the lounge and came out, and Han Feifei handed him a badge: "Professor Chen, this is your badge, I'll put it on for you!"

Chen Ping waved his hands in embarrassment: "No need, I can do it myself."

Han Feifei chuckled, the news that Chen Ping had revived in the hospital that day, healed Mr. Gao and slapped Director Nie in the face had already spread.

Director Nie not only became the laughing stock of his colleagues in private, but Chen Ping also became the object of curiosity among doctors and nurses.

Everyone heard that he was very young, and it was rumored that he had a bad temper and beat someone that day.

When Han Feifei was arranged to receive Chen Ping, she was still very nervous.

It wasn't until she saw this scene that she suddenly realized that Chen Ping was like a big brother next door, a handsome guy who also knew how to be shy.

Chen Ping put on his badge and sat on the office chair: "Uh, do you have anything else to do?"

Han Feifei smiled and said, "Professor Chen, this is a special consultation room for you, and you need an assistant to help you with some minor matters."

"Besides, you have just arrived and are not familiar with the environment here. The dean asked me to assist you full-time."

Chen Ping is really not very clear about the hospital's admission process: "That's fine, I'm starting to receive patients now."

"If there is anything I don't understand, I can ask you at any time."

Han Feifei asked: "Professor Chen, what kind of patients do you want to see? Cardiovascular disease?"

Chen Ping shook his head: "No, I take general practice, as long as there are intractable diseases, you can register with me!"

Han Feifei froze for a moment.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry.

This is even more so in medicine, where the types of disciplines are extremely complex.

Chen Ping was going to take a general course. If he hadn't said it himself, Han Feifei would have thought she was hallucinating.

"This... that's fine!" She is a nurse, and she really has nothing to question the doctor's right.

But in her heart, she still felt that Chen Ping was exaggerating a bit.

With the help of Dr. Chen Ping, he quickly became familiar with the medical operating system on the computer, and also received the first patient.

The patient was an old man in his seventies, suffering from hemiplegia, so he specially spent 50 yuan to sign up for an expert number.

Seeing that the so-called expert professor turned out to be a young man about the same age as his grandson, the old man frowned.

"Boy, are you an expert?"

Just when the old man was having doubts, Chen Ping smiled and said, "Master, I think you have caught a cold, are you suffering from hemiplegia?"

The old man said in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Chen Ping pointed to his eyes: "I can see it!"

Only then did the old man believe in Chen Ping's power, and obediently cooperated with Chen Ping's treatment.

At most, Chen Ping just checked the pulse and asked how the patient was feeling.

Since receiving the first patient, he has not asked the patient to undergo other examinations.

You know, going to the hospital to see a doctor, especially in the provincial hospital, is the most expensive thing to do.

For some diseases that are not easy to determine, it is normal to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on a round of CT examinations.

Han Feifei was shocked.

She has witnessed many patients with her own eyes, from the beginning of questioning to being cured by Chen Ping, she is grateful for saving a lot of money.

By noon, Han Feifei was so shocked that she was numb, and had no time to think about anything else.

Because Chen Ping's medical skills are so good, he can't be troubled by any disease, and besides the registration fee, the cost is very small. After many patients are cured, they recommend relatives and friends who have difficult diseases to come here.

Han Feifei was already busy in arranging the order for the patients to see a doctor.

Knowing this situation, the doctors and nurses in the hospital started discussing in private.

"Have you heard? The patients who came to see Professor Chen specifically have all lined up at the stairs on the fifth floor."

"I just got the medicine from the pharmacy on the fifth floor, and I saw it with my own eyes, which shocked me a lot."

"Professor Chen is really amazing. He can cure any disease, and he is still so young. It's ridiculous that Director Nie once looked down on him."

There are those who admire Chen Ping, and naturally there are those who hate him, such as Director Nie.

The occasional voices of discussion made his mood worse and worse.

It was as if Chen Ping slapped him heavily on the face every time he cured a patient.

Feeling irritable, he didn't want to see the doctor for the time being, so he closed the door of the consulting room and wanted to go downstairs to let the wind go.

As soon as he arrived at the first floor, Director Nie saw a group of people hastily carrying two bloody, unconscious young men into the room.

Director Nie has seen this kind of situation too much in his ten years of medical practice, so there must be some serious accident.

A middle-aged man shouted with a sad face, "Doctor, come to the doctor quickly, my son is dying!"

Doctors from the emergency department rushed over quickly.

Seeing the situation of the two young people, the emergency doctor suddenly looked serious.

The middle-aged man said anxiously: "They went climbing together and fell off the cliff, please, please help them!"

The emergency doctor quickly opened the two young eyelids, looked at the reaction of the pupils with the light, shook his head and said, "We can only save your eldest son."

"Surgery can be arranged immediately to save him."

"But you little son..."

He shook his head: "Your little son is hopeless, prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man held him tightly: "No, no, my youngest son is still panting, how can you say he is hopeless?"

If people can still breathe, they can be revived, and there will be no terminal illness in the world.

The emergency doctor had no choice but to arrange manpower to treat the middle-aged man's eldest son.

His youngest son is going to be handed over to other interns, just do his best.

At this moment, Director Nie suddenly rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said, "Isn't it our duty as doctors to cure diseases and save lives?"

"Even if there is a little hope, we can't give up. I think this child can still be saved."

The doctors in the emergency department were full of black lines.

Director Nie is also a doctor and the director of the department.

Can't he see if this person has been saved?Didn't he give eye drops to the emergency department when he said that?

Before the emergency doctor could speak, Director Nie continued, "Isn't Professor Chen right here?"

"He can cure all kinds of intractable diseases. Mr. Ma's life that day brought him back from the gate of hell."

"I think Professor Chen must be fine."

"If he can't save people, it must be that he didn't do his best!"