Rural Shennong

No wonder the doctors and nurses in the emergency department were astonished. It turned out that the patient who was suddenly critically ill was not the one operated by Chen Ping, but the one operated by Director Nie.

The nurse who led the way was in charge of the intensive care unit and didn't know the situation in the operating room.

Director Nie blushed as if he was about to bleed: "Impossible, this...how is this possible?"

The middle-aged man was angry, and he grabbed Director Nie by the neck: "My eldest son's injury was not that serious, why is it like this now?"

"Tell me, how did you operate on my son?"

"My son has three ups and two downs, I want you to pay for my son's life!"

Director Nie panicked when he saw the red alarm lights on various vital testing instruments in front of the hospital bed and the patient's painful face.

The scene of the rage of the patient's family members that he expected really came true, but unfortunately the script did not go according to his design.

It was himself who provoked the fury of his family members.

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly yelled: "Stop arguing, your son is not dead yet, shut up for me first!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly let go of Director Nie, stepped back cautiously, and looked at Chen Ping expectantly.

Chen Ping checked the patient, took out the needle box, and pricked seven or eight silver needles on his body.

Once the disease was cured, the indicators on the life monitoring instruments all returned to normal.

The patient's face also returned to calm, and he even wore a comfortable smile.

The doctor in the emergency department asked in a low voice: "Professor Chen, what happened to this patient just now?"

Chen Ping said calmly: "He is in pain."

"Did you give the patient special painkillers after the surgery?"

After Chen Ping's surgery, he used acupuncture to relieve the patient's pain.

But on Director Nie's side, there is no such magical method.

The patient's injuries were serious, so they chose to use the medicine cautiously, and chose Qinghao Zhitong Pills, a pure Chinese medicine preparation with no side effects.

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat: "Qinghao Zhitong Pill?"

He chatted with Bao Chong that day, and he already knew the situation of the Bao family. He knew very well that Bao Chengzu cut corners and made inferior painkillers.

The patient had just been seriously injured, and his body was extremely weak and his resistance was very low.

If painkillers don't work well, it's easy to die from pain.

If Chen Ping had been present today and made a timely move, I'm afraid this young man would be doomed.

Thinking of how many patients were harmed by the inferior Qinghao Zhitong Pills, Chen Ping became more determined to start anew and bring down Bao Chengzu.

Chen Ping hesitated for a while, and did not tell the Bao family's affairs in public.

"In the future, our hospital will no longer use Qinghao Zhitong Pills to relieve pain in patients."

"Even if you are conservative, you can choose western medicine with relatively few side effects."

After this incident, Chen Ping's authority had been established, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Ping would take this opportunity to bury Director Nie, Chen Ping didn't even look at Director Nie.

"There are still many patients waiting to see a doctor in my consulting room, so I will leave first."

After Chen Ping left, everyone followed suit.

Director Nie lowered his head, covered his face and walked away.

Discussions came from the surroundings, but they got into his ears.

"Nie Changyou, does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?"

"Isn't it? Just because he still wants to cheat Professor Chen? Professor Chen has real talents."

"The most ridiculous thing is that Professor Chen has to clean up the mess he caused in the end."

"If I were him, I might as well find a washbasin and drown myself. It's really shameful!"

Nie Changyou almost fled back to his consulting room amidst all the strange eyes and various mocking voices.

When he returned to the consulting room, he closed the door and said to himself with a grim face: "Chen Ping, just wait for me."

"As long as I catch an opportunity, I will ruin your reputation and return all the humiliation I suffered today to you twice!"

There are too many people wishing for Chen Ping to die, and Nie Changyou's resentment is nothing at all.

Chen Ping didn't even feel the heat in his ears.

After working all day in the hospital, when it was time to get off work, Chen Ping stretched his waist, went to the lounge to change, and was about to go to the restaurant for a meal.

In the evening, he planned to ask Hua Biao, Sha Zhuqiang and Zhao Xuemei out for a meal together.

After leaving the rest room, Chen Ping saw that Han Feifei had also changed out of her nurse's uniform and put on a refreshing long skirt, standing in front of him.

"Xiao Han, you haven't left yet?"

Han Feifei blushed slightly: "Professor Chen, I would like to treat you to dinner tonight, do you have time?"

Chen Ping, who has superb medical skills and has become a full professor at a young age, is like a prince charming in the eyes of the little nurse.

Naturally, she was a little concerned.

A girl offered to invite him, but Chen Ping was a little embarrassed to refuse.

"Uh, I have dinner with my friends tonight, if you don't mind, come with me, they are all very nice people."

Han Feifei was relatively thin-skinned, so she took the initiative to invite Chen Ping, and she had mustered up a lot of courage.

When she heard that Chen Ping was going to have dinner with many friends, she naturally didn't have such a big heart and went to join in the fun.

"Then, forget it!"

Chen Ping thought for a while: "I'll treat you to dinner another day, so thank you for helping me out."

Han Feifei smiled slightly: "Then I will thank Professor Chen first."

After leaving the hospital, Chen Ping drove to the restaurant.

Xu Xinyi has already reserved a private room for him.

Today is the weekend, Chen Ping knew that the restaurant must have a lot of customers.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he asked the kitchen to arrange a few dishes for him first, and he was ready to make a call.

As soon as he got out of the kitchen and took out his phone, Chen Ping's movements froze for a moment.

Because he saw a few acquaintances who he didn't want to see walking in from the door.

"It's a small dilapidated restaurant, there's a queue for a meal!" Yang Hanye brought Yan Wanfeng and Yu Wenda to find fault.

It is impossible for him to line up.

The food and drinks in Pingxin Restaurant are very expensive, and the people who can eat here are also rich people.

Naturally, someone knew Yang Hanye. Seeing him coming in, several customers stood up and greeted him respectfully.

Yang Hanye looked around, pointed to a fat middle-aged man and said, "Give me your table, you can withdraw now."

Because the people at this table had just sat down and the food and drink hadn't been served yet, Yang Hanye chose him.

People have been waiting in line for so long, and they have to give up the table before they have eaten.

Yang Hanye was so domineering, the middle-aged man was not only not angry, but also stood up happily.

"Okay, Young Master Yang, please sit down!"

Who doesn't know that the Yang family is so powerful in Yuncheng, if they can take this opportunity to leave a deep impression on Young Master Yang, what's the point of giving up a table?

The middle-aged man not only gave up the table, but also bowed and said, "Young Master Yang, my table has ordered special dishes and top-quality wine from this restaurant."

"If you don't dislike it, just take a bite and I'll treat you."

Yang Hanye patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, your family is building materials, right? I have an impression of you, and I will take care of you in the future."

Don't look at Yang Hanye's reserved and calm performance, in fact, he has already set off a terrible wave in his heart.