The Dragon King's Doctor-in-Law of the Female President

The middle-aged man had a face with Chinese characters and a trace of majesty between his brows. At this time, his brows were furrowed and he shouted in disbelief:

"How is this possible? The old man was still in good health in the morning, why is he like this now?"

"Mr. Governor, Mr. Zhang is too old. Although he has always been in good health before, he has reached his age after all." The white-haired old man sighed.

"Actually, at Mr. Zhang's age, it can be considered a happy event."

Everyone else in the room knew that the white-haired old man actually wanted to tell the Governor that Mr. Zhang was old and had reached the end of his life, which could no longer be solved by medicine.

But even though the Governor understood it, he still couldn't accept it in his heart.

"Happy or sad?" the middle-aged man said with a complex expression, "But my father is only over 80, why..."

The middle-aged man looked decadent. He had no mother since he was a child, and his father raised the two brothers alone. The eldest brother was in the military and pursued an official career on his own. It was not easy for a man to raise two children.

"My Lord Governor, please forgive me!" the white-haired old man said.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, looked at the white-haired old man in disbelief and shouted: "I don't believe it, I don't believe my father's time has come, there must be a way!"

"I want to find someone, a famous doctor! You are all quacks!" As he said this, the middle-aged man hurriedly took out his phone and started to keep in touch.

But the famous doctors he could contact were all in other provinces, and even if he rushed over, it would be too late.

The white-haired old man knew that the middle-aged man and Mr. Zhang had a deep relationship, but now the middle-aged man was emotionally unstable and lifeless.

As a doctor, I have seen this kind of scene too many times. After all, it is a matter of life and death.

The white-haired old man sighed and stood aside silently.

After the middle-aged man made a phone call, he lowered his hand weakly, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

He walked quickly to the hospital bed, looked at the old man on the bed, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Dad, the child is unfilial!" the middle-aged man said with sobs.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but their eyes turned red when they saw this scene. The Governor usually had a good reputation in Zhongzhou and was famous for his filial piety towards Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Governor, destiny cannot be violated. This is not your fault." The director of the First Hospital next to him comforted him.

The middle-aged man was already crying and tightly holding the old man's hand on the bed.

"Wait, wait, Mr. Bai is here, let Mr. Bai take a look!" Xiao Jiang shouted hurriedly outside the door.

Then everyone saw Xiao Jiang walking in with a young man.

The doctor who came after him hurriedly said to the white-haired old man: "Mr. Liu, this is the doctor that Fourth Brother Long asked for. He said he wanted to see Mr. Zhang!"

When Mr. Liu heard this, he turned to look at Bai Mo. Seeing that Bai Mo was so young, he was stunned for a moment, and then he frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The director of the First Hospital saw Bai Mo and subconsciously said: "Why are you so young?"

"Age can only represent how much you have eaten, nothing else." Bai Mo glanced at the director of the First Hospital and said calmly.

At this time, a middle-aged doctor in the room frowned and said, "Even Mr. Liu can't do anything. What can he do if he is so young?"

"Is he a doctor? Why doesn't he look like him to me?" another doctor said.

The Governor originally heard someone coming to treat his father and turned his head in surprise, but when he saw Bai Mo, his eyes were filled with disappointment.

Just like the middle-aged doctor said, even a medical master like Mr. Liu can't do anything. Can the young man in front of him treat his father?

But the self-restrained middle-aged man did not speak.

Xiao Jiang said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Bai is a doctor, and the fourth brother specifically asked Mr. Bai to come and see Mr. Zhang."

"Okay!" The middle-aged man nodded towards Bai Mo and said, "The person recommended by the fourth brother can't be wrong, thank you for your hard work, Mr."

Although the middle-aged man said this, there was no hope on his face.

Just when Bai Mo walked to the bed, the middle-aged doctor just now shouted: "No!"

"Where is this doctor from?"

"Do you have a medical qualification certificate?"

"Mr. Zhang is a patient of the First Hospital. He just lives in the nursing home here. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

"I'm responsible!" Xiao Jiang said coldly, "I believe Mr. Bai's medical skills can cure Mr. Zhang."

The middle-aged doctor said with disdain: "You are a martial artist, what proof do you have?"

"What did you say?" After hearing the middle-aged doctor's words, Xiao Jiang suddenly became angry. He hated being called Wu Fu.

When Xiao Jiang was about to speak, Bai Mo said calmly: "I don't have a medical qualification certificate."

"If medical skills need to be proven by a piece of paper, then why can't you cure the patient's disease?"

"Even if you have a certificate in hand, it can't change the fact that you are a quack!"

"Also, there is no distinction between high and low, so what about martial arts? As the old saying goes, there is no use for anything but a scholar!"

"But scholars can also serve the country!"

Bai Mo's words were loud and clear, making the middle-aged doctor suddenly speechless and his face flushed, "You!"

"My master didn't even say not to let me see it, so who do you think you are?" Bai Mo said with a cold snort.

The director of the First Hospital frowned when he heard this. He said so, but Bai Mo scolded the doctors of his hospital in front of him, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"I wonder where this young gentleman came from?" the director of the First Hospital asked.

Bai Mo glanced at the director of the First Hospital, then turned to the Governor and asked: "Mr. Governor, I know you don't believe me, but the fourth brother said that Mr. Zhang was kind to him, so he asked me to come and take a look. If you feel it’s inappropriate, I can leave.”

I came here because of Fourth Brother Long. Do these people really think that they have to come to see Mr. Zhang?

What's the point?

Xiao Jiang snorted coldly when he heard this, looked at the director of the First Hospital and said: "Dean Zhu, don't you want to know who stopped Brother Long's bleeding and then managed to get to the First Hospital? It was this Mr. Bai! Hum! !”

"What?" After hearing Xiao Jiang's words, all the doctors from the First Hospital in the room looked at Bai Mo with shock.

Mr. Liu said in surprise: "Are you the master who uses the blood sealing technique?"

"I don't have a medical qualification certificate, so I'm not an expert!" Bai Mo said lightly.

Xiao Jiang was happy when he heard this, Mr. Bai is not a loser!

Dean Zhu and the doctors had a look of embarrassment on their faces.

Upon hearing this, the Governor hurriedly said to Bai Mo: "Mr. Bai, I judge people by their appearance. I'm sorry, please treat my father's illness!"

Bai Mo nodded, came to the bedside, and placed three fingers on the old man's pulse. After a moment, he replaced it with four fingers.

When Mr. Liu saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly shouted:

"Four-finger pulse diagnosis method!"