Wu Jin on the stage saw that many people sitting under the stage were becoming impatient, so he resisted the desire to continue speaking and began to end.

In fact, after hearing this, Lin Zao roughly understood the purpose of this meeting of medical heroes.

It can be regarded as a medical exchange and sharing meeting.

They brought in people from all over the country who were terminally ill or suffered from some unheard of or unseen strange diseases, and asked the doctors present to diagnose and treat them and share their experiences.

"Next, the Medical Heroes Meeting will officially begin! Let's invite those patients up first!"

I saw a row of five patients who either walked onto the stage by themselves or were carried up on stretchers, lined up one by one.

"Next, we will invite Miss Hua Nanxing, a descendant of the Great Medicine Valley and known as the miracle doctor of medicine and poison, as well as the genius doctor Zhang Chuanbai and the poison doctor Yuan Jiukang, the makers of styptic powder, to come up and treat them!"

Everyone present turned their eager eyes to the pavilion where Lin Zao and the others were.

Doctor Zhang, Doctor Yuan, and Hua Nanxing stood up calmly, signaled to everyone, and walked to the stage.

The three of them took turns treating the five patients. After looking around, the three of them walked to the prepared table next to them and began to write down the diagnosis and treatment results and treatment methods in a tacit understanding.

After the three of them finished writing, they didn't say anything, so they stepped off the stage and returned to their original positions to sit down.

Next, many doctors present came to the stage to treat the five patients. Some had white beards and hair, and some were young and strong.

During the consultation process, they shook their heads or nodded or communicated with each other.

After everyone had finished the consultation, the doctors present began to give their own treatment opinions, and Dr. Zhang and the other two came on stage to judge and guide their treatment methods.

The rest of the time was the home court of these doctors, and outsiders like Lin Zao and others could not understand the medical terms they spoke.

She could only drink tea and talk to Tang Jian softly, while Tang Jian casually played with her ten fingers while responding to Lin Zao.

Yang Yuechan sat aside and looked at the two of them relaxed and leisurely, with a sneer on her lips.

I hope you can still laugh later!

Thinking of this, Yang Yuechan looked at a patient on the stage.

It was a young man in his 20s. He had a fair face and clear eyebrows, but his belly was as big as a basket and he looked weird and scary.

The man seemed to notice Yang Yuechan's gaze and looked in her direction.

The two looked at each other from a distance!

Yang Yuechan smiled slightly, and the man shrank in fear, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

Seeing this, Yang Yuechan's eyes showed a hint of coldness and she snorted coldly.

I hope he will know better later!

otherwise···

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the stage!

It turned out that someone was arguing about a patient's condition.

“I’ve never heard of this disease before, it’s so strange!”

"I guess this person must have been poisoned, but unfortunately I don't know what kind of poison it is!"

"Why don't you ask Poison Doctor and Divine Doctor Hua?"

Because of their quarrel, everyone present focused their attention, including Lin Zao and the others.

Even the guest in purple who came from Wuyi in the pavilion was staring closely at the stage at the moment!

Tang Jian glanced at the man with deep eyes, guessing that their purpose might be related to the patient, so he also moved his gaze there.

What they were arguing about was a patient lying on a stretcher.

It is said that this patient can only be awake for half an hour every day, and spends the rest of the time in a deep sleep. Just sleeping is nothing.

The key is that after a person falls asleep, he will feel that his whole body is as cold as piercing ice, and like the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at his heart. It is like being born in hell, which makes people miserable.

But to the doctors, there was nothing unusual about him when he was sleeping, just like a normal person falling asleep, and even his pulse was steady and strong.

At this time, everyone looked at Dr. Yuan and Hua Nanxing, hoping that they could tell what the patient's illness was.

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