I'm a doctor, not a stick

Seeing all these inexplicable changes of words, Jiang Cheng frowned, "What the hell is going on here?"

Jiang Huating's face was serious. This way of living a soul with an unfinished life... It's a bit like the life-extending magic that Master mentioned.Is it a coincidence, or...

Are there really people who are renewing the lives of people who shouldn't be renewing their lives?

"Hey, Jiang Huating, give me an explanation!" Jiang Cheng pushed Jiang Huating.

Jiang Huating regained his senses, "I don't know how to tell you, you are not an expert in mystical arts, if I told you, you might still think I was talking nonsense."

"You haven't said it yet, how do you know that I will think you crazy?"

"What I just did cannot be viewed with the thinking of a normal person."

Jiang Cheng, "..." You also know that your movement of grabbing the air just now looks like a psychosis?

Jiang Huating really didn't know how to explain it to Jiang Cheng. After all, Jiang Cheng and the others couldn't see such a thing as catching a living soul. Even if he wanted to explain it, he couldn't explain it clearly.

and……

It should be just a coincidence, right?Jiang Huating thought.

"Then what happened to Deng Jie?" Jiang Cheng saw that the doctors and nurses who were just caught and beaten by Deng Jie, were scrambling to diagnose and treat the father and daughter.

Jiang Huating glanced at it and said, "It's nothing, it's probably related to the flesh and blood, so I can feel her father's condition, and that's the only way to explain it."

If it wasn't for Deng Jie, he wouldn't have discovered that Father Deng's soul would leave his body.

Once the soul leaves the body for too long, the brain will die, and if the brain dies...then there is no salvation.

After asking again and again, Jiang Cheng couldn't find a reason, so Jiang Cheng simply gave up asking.

Before leaving, "Can I take a photo with you?"

Jiang Huating raised his eyebrows, "Why? Could it be that I'm so handsome, so you need to look at me every day?"

The corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched, "Dispel evil spirits!"

Jiang Huating, "..."

With a click, the photo of Jiang Huating and Jiang Cheng was left on Jiang Cheng's phone.

"When will you have a cell phone?"

Jiang Huating thought for a while, "Maybe... after I die?"

Jiang Cheng, "...and shall I burn it for you?"

Jiang Huating's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea!"

Jiang Cheng, "...bye."

Jiang Huating smiled, "Bai Jiang Cheng vomited blood and died in battle!

Jiang Huating returned to the Second Hospital before get off work, Mao Gaoming said: "Xiao Jiang, an old man came to you just now, you...

"What old man?"

"Well, I didn't pay attention to it either, but I still have a little impression of him. He seemed to have come to look for you on the day you were on vacation, and wanted to hang up your number."

Jiang Huating didn't pay much attention either, "Oh, it shouldn't be a big deal. If there is a fate, you can definitely find me. If I don't see you now, it can only mean that the fate between us has not arrived yet."

The corner of Mao Gaoming's mouth twitched, "...Oh, is it?"

"By the way, what did you go out in such a hurry just now?"

Jiang Huating paused for a moment, did not answer Mao Gaoming's question, but asked first: "I see that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine doesn't seem to be hospitalized, is it?"

Mao Gaoming looked at him strangely, "What kind of patients do you think the Chinese medicine department needs to treat before needing hospital beds?" Jiang Huating frowned, "Many, fractures..."

"They go to orthopedics."

"The paralyzed type?"

"Neurology?

"So, how could there be such a thing as a hospital bed in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Mao Gaoming looked at Jiang Huating and said, "It's wild."

Jiang Huating bowed his head, "Can I apply?"

Mao Gaoming, "...Why are you so overwhelmed? There are only five departments in our TCM department, and the extra rooms are gone. Where are the beds you applied for? Corridor?"

"I do not mind."

"...Yes, as long as you are happy." Mao Gaoming shrugged, not hindering Jiang Huating, a warrior, from making a breakthrough at all, and there was not only one obstacle in the way.

Anyway, Xiao Jiang is not afraid of blows, let him give it a try, maybe he can really apply for a hospital bed?Mao Gao Mingmei

Zizi thought.

On the second day, Jiang Huating went to Director Ni Tianyang to apply for a hospital bed.

"Hospital bed? What kind of patient needs a hospital bed?" Director Ni Tianyang looked at Jiang Huating seriously, and asked a similar question like Mao Gaoming.

Jiang Huating, "..." Do you, an old expert, still need to ask him this kind of cuteness?

"Paralyzed patient."

"Xiao Jiang, the matter of applying for a hospital bed... Sigh, it's good that you have this ambition, but you also have to consider the reality! Those who are seriously ill patients generally don't come to our Chinese medicine department. In the eyes of Western medicine, our Chinese medicine It's the existence of tasteless." It's optional.

Although it is not reconciled, this is the current situation of Chinese medicine.

"Is it true that you can't apply?" Jiang Huating wrinkled his baby face.

Looking at the wrinkled face, Ni Tianyang felt a little stuffy in his heart, and couldn't help but want to open that face a little.

"It's not impossible, but special circumstances are required."

Jiang Huating's face really opened up a little, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye in an instant!

Although not handsome, but cute!Enough to be pleasing to the eye!

"It's the kind of patients who need to be hospitalized and appoint our Chinese medicine department to treat them. I can apply to them." If this is the case, it is the opportunity for the Chinese medicine department of their second hospital to rise!Even if he couldn't apply, he would bravely apply!

Jiang Huating's eyes lit up, "It's not difficult, Director, please help me to apply first."

Director Ni Tianyang, "..." Are you kidding me?

"The patient will come soon." Jiang Huating said with a smile as if aware of Director Ni Tianyang's doubts.

In the afternoon, Deng Jie came to the Second Hospital of Jiang City to look for Jiang Huating, with a dejected look on her face.

Deng Jie didn't line up, she went directly to the fifth department. Fortunately, not many people came to Jiang Huating for treatment recently, so Deng Jie met Jiang Huating smoothly.

"The doctor said that both of my parents will become vegetative, and even if they wake up, they will spend their entire lives in bed." Deng Jie said lifelessly.

Road.

She can only come to Jiang Huating to talk about this kind of thing, otherwise she really doesn't know who to turn to.

The so-called relatives were just a group of white-eyed wolves who wanted to see money, only thinking about how to let her parents die so that they could take away their family's property.

Thinking of this, Deng Jie felt ashamed.

Jiang Huating glanced at Deng Jie, and said, "Your parents have done a lot of good deeds, and they shouldn't be like this."

That's what he said, but he could tell from Deng Jie's face that her parents had indeed suffered such a catastrophe, and it was a fatal catastrophe. It is good to be able to survive, but, paralyzed on the bed, a vegetative state, then What is the difference between dying and dying?

Jiang Huating said this because he made a decision.

Anyway, he is dying, so what if he helps a good person change his life?The backlash on him is just to report to another world earlier or be worse, but he doesn't mind.

Good people should live longer.

He couldn't let the saying that good people get good rewards become a joke.

At least it can't become a joke with him.

Deng Jie raised her head, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, "Xiaohua, can you do something?" However, that hope soon dimmed.

Because no matter how amazing Jiang Huating is, she is only a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. She has never heard that Chinese medicine can also cure vegetative people and paralysis.

"If you trust me, then transfer your parents to another hospital. I can cure both of your parents." When Jiang Huating said this, the calm and confident expression on his face gave people an urge to trust him.

only……

That face was so...young.

It's just the face of a child who hasn't grown up!

Deng Jie was embarrassed to speak out against Jiang Huating, and Mao Gaoming felt his face was hot when he was beside him, and he was not ashamed to say it, probably he was talking about the guy in front of him!

Jiang Huating blinked, "Anyway, the experts at the first hospital also said that there is no other way, why don't you come to me with the mentality of giving it a try? Even if I can't do it, what the western medicine of the first hospital can provide, our second hospital Doctors can provide it too.” The equipment is the same anyway.

Deng Jie felt as if she had been persuaded.

"Okay then, I'll transfer to another hospital." Anyway, it's like this, so why not try it?

Mao Gaoming stared, little girl!Are you serious? !

Seeing that Deng Jie was really going to transfer to another hospital, Mao Gaoming had to remind the two who had forgotten themselves.

"Xiao Jiang, our TCM department has no beds."

Deng Jie, "..."

The old god Jiang Huating was there, "What are you afraid of, I went to Director Ni to apply in the morning!" Look at how foresight he is!

Deng Jie's eyes widened, and she suddenly remembered Jiang Huating's other identity, "If you were there long ago, I would come to you?"

Jiang Huating smiled, "The secret must not be revealed."

Mao Gaoming, "..." So what kind of guest does this little girl belong to?

Is the prospect of becoming a Taoist priest so good recently?He...does he want to do this kind of deputy?Looking for Xiaojiang to import a few counterfeit talismans to sell?

When Jiang Huating brought Deng Jie's transfer certificate to Ni Tianyang, director Ni Tianyang's old eyes widened.

"Is there really such a patient?"

Jiang Huating said: "Of course there will be! Director, I think you should apply for two more hospital beds, otherwise it is really not enough."

Director Ni Tianyang was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! This is an opportunity for the rise of our TCM department! I'll apply for it later! I just want to grab it! My old man is going to grab it back!"

Jiang Huating, "..." You don't need to work so hard. If you really can't apply, at worst, he will pay for a bed and come back.

When Deng Jie wanted to transfer to another hospital, she was not so successful. The doctors in the first hospital didn't think the doctors in the second hospital were much better than them, and they tried to persuade Deng Jie for a long time when she went through the formalities.

"Miss Deng, don't you really think about it? In case there are any complications after the transfer..." The doctor's unspoken words were full of hints.

Deng Jie was frightened by the doctor's words, her little heart skipped a beat, but remembering Jiang Huating's calm face, she clenched her teeth again, "I'm sorry doctor, I know your intentions are good, but I decided to give it a try."

The attending doctor could not persuade this stubborn little girl. After all, they were only doctors and could not force the patient's family to make a decision.

"That's all right. If something happens, remember to come back to the first hospital. We have a better understanding of your parents' condition here." After issuing a series of certificates to Deng Jie, the doctor asked casually, "By the way, you can refer your parents to the hospital." Which subject of the second hospital

"Chinese Medicine Department."

"……what?"