Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Bian Sitong must be obtained!

Even if, by hook or by crook!

Women, that's all they want!

Didn't a female writer say that if you want to win a woman's heart, you must first go deep into the woman's life path!

Li Jian's secretly flourishing ambition made his determination at this time more firm.

He secretly glanced at Bian Sitong next to him, with endless greed in his eyes, accompanied by bursts of excitement and tension.

"Uncle and aunt, you can just call me Tongtong, don't be so polite!"

Bian Sitong waved his hands again and again, and spoke humanely to Ning Beihe and the others.

"Okay, okay...let's call Tongtong!"

Ning Beihe responded repeatedly with a smile, he never expected to meet Master Bian Mingyu's little granddaughter here, let alone his own daughter, and when he thought of the other party saving Ning Guanghe back to the hospital, he spoke more politely, " Tongtong, thank you and Dr. Li this time, otherwise Xiaoyan's grandfather might be in danger this time!"

"this is what we are supposed to do!"

Bian Sitong smiled and shook his head.

"Mr. Ning, Sitong is right. As doctors, we save people and treat diseases, that's our duty!"

Li Jian smiled obsequiously, and said to Ning Beihe, with a hint of fawning, "The situation was too critical at that time, how could it be possible to do nothing? But there was an ignorant country bumpkin who almost killed Ning Lao. I need to make another timely move!"

Ning Beihe and others had also heard Li Jian talk about the previous situation, and Ning Beihe also had lingering fears and looked a little ugly when he thought of what Li Jian said about someone intervening.

Ning Hanyan's face was puzzled, and he asked quickly, and when he learned the specific situation at that time, his pretty face turned pale: "This... This is simply outrageous! Fortunately, Grandpa is fine!"

Thinking of the possible consequences, Ning Hanyan felt a twinge of fear on his face, with lingering fear in his heart.

"Uncle, auntie, hello! Grandpa Ning is fine now, so don't be angry for those people!"

At this time, Weng Xiaoran, who had been standing behind Ning Hanyan, finally spoke. She smiled and said, "Sister Yan, don't be angry. Let's see how Grandpa Ning is..."

Ning Beihe and the others were always concerned about Ning Guanghe's condition.

Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to Weng Xiaoran who followed him. Hearing this, he turned his head and saw that Ning Beihe, Bian Sitong and others were all stunned.

"Little demon?"

"Ji Xiaoyao?"

Ning Beihe and Bian Sitong both spoke in unison, their complexions changed slightly.

In Yanjing, Ji Xiaoyao's reputation can be said to be extremely resounding, and Ning Beihe also went to Ji's house to attend a banquet before, and met Ji Xiaoyao.

The same is true for Bian Sitong, who has visited Ji's house many times with his grandfather Bian Mingyu.

"Dad, Mom, Tongtong, it's not Xiaoyao, it's Xiaoyao's older sister, Xiao Ran!"

Ning Hanyan shook his head and explained: "Didn't I tell you before, the sisters who played well with me, besides Xiao Bei and the others, also have Xiao Ran! But you don't know, every year she returns to Yanjing, this is the place where I have a good time." By the side, just secretly came to see me and left! Grandpa has seen it before..."

"Miss Xiao Ran!"

Ning Beihe and the others took a deep breath, and said respectfully to Weng Xiaoran.

Even Bian Sitong's tone was extremely polite.

And Li Jian was terrified!

Ji Xiaoyao's older sister!

That is, from the Ji family!

The Ji family, that is a super rich family famous in the entire Yanjing region!

Not to mention his Li Jian family, even the Ning family has to look up to, the strength and level, that is separated by hundreds of thousands of miles!

Unexpectedly, in such a place and situation, I met the daughter of the Ji family!

Is today the beginning of Li Jianfei and Huang Tengda?

Li Jian looked at Bian Sitong, then at Ning Hanyan and Weng Xiaoran, feeling more and more excited.

"Uncle, Auntie, don't worry about me, Grandpa Ning's condition is important!"

Weng Xiaoran waved his little hands again and again, showing no pretensions.

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at the same time.

At the end of the corridor, there was a sound of footsteps.

An old man and a middle-aged man came hurriedly along with a group of people in white coats.

At this time, Ning Beihe also had no choice but to put Weng Xiaoyan aside first, and hurried up to meet him.

"Old Zhang, Dean Li!"

Ning Beihe stepped forward and spoke politely.

"Mr. Ning!"

Li Kang, the dean of the First Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine Affiliated to Huaxia University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Li Jian's father, did not dare to trust him, and quickly responded respectfully.

The old man next to him just nodded to Ning Beihe as a greeting, and said, "I've only heard about Mr. Ning's situation, but I don't know the details yet. I have to check it out for him!"

Regarding the old man's attitude, Ning Beihe did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but was overjoyed instead.

The old man in front of him is called Zhang Weimin, and he is an old Chinese medicine expert in the hospital!

The most important thing is that Zhang Weimin has another identity - the first personal disciple of Master Jiang Qianyu, a Chinese national doctor of traditional Chinese medicine!

This identity alone is scary enough!

What is the level of a Chinese national player in Chinese medicine?

That is an existence that many chiefs can treat politely.

He is a big boss who can make many top families treat him as honored guests!

The name of the national player is not something that can be used casually!

As a disciple of Master Jiang Qianyu, the national champion of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, Zhang Weimin was deeply respected by many people, no matter his status or the way of medicine inherited from Jiang Qianyu.

Even Ning Beihe, who is now the head of the Ning family, has to be polite.

"Mr. Zhang, can we go in together?"

Ning Beihe said again at this time.

"Come in, everyone. I treat diseases with Chinese medicine. There are no such bad rules, as long as you don't bother me!"

Zhang Weimin nodded, waved his hand very simply and said: "Furthermore, I need to find out the specific circumstances of Ning Lao's illness at that time!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Weimin couldn't help but glance at Li Jian and Bian Sitong appreciatively.

He also heard that these two people rescued people.

Afterwards, everyone followed Zhang Weimin into the spacious ward.

Ning Guanghe was still in a coma at this time, his face was pale, and his breath was still very weak.

"Old man Ning had migraines back then, right? My old master once showed it to him, and the old man also asked me..."

Walking in, Zhang Weimin glanced at Ning Guanghe at the side of the hospital bed, and at the same time turned his head and said to Ning Beihe.

"Yes, my dad visited Master Guo Jiang two years ago!"

Ning Beihe knew Ning Guanghe's situation very well, "His migraine is also a chronic problem. Although it is not life-threatening, it is very torturous!"

"Um……"

Zhang Weimin nodded slightly, sat down beside the hospital bed, and began to feel the pulse of Ning Guanghe.

Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, and asking.

Now we can only watch, smell and feel the pulse.

In just half a minute, Zhang Weimin's complexion suddenly changed, he withdrew his hand, and exclaimed, "How is Mr. Ning's migraine getting better? Specifically, the so-called migraine is actually a knotted and clogged pituitary nerve deep in the brain." , If it goes on like this, the old man will hardly listen to it for ten years! It is almost impossible to have a surgery, and it is very difficult to be sure that it will not damage the nerve tissue. However, the treatment with traditional Chinese medicine is extremely long, and it is difficult to cure it... But, it is now cured!"

After speaking, Zhang Weimin thought of something, checked Ning Guanghe's head, and then quickly untied the latter's clothes, and found the dense silver needles on it.

"Is this what you did at the time?"

Zhang Weimin suddenly turned his head, looked at Li Jian, and asked.

Li Jian was taken aback, stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "Mr. Zhang, the situation was critical at that time, and I could only use silver needles to stabilize Mr. Ning's situation!"

"It's really you who did it! Now the root cause of Ning Lao's root disease is healed! It's just a lot of dead blood in the body, as long as it is eliminated, everything will be back to normal!"

Zhang Weimin took a deep breath, staring at Li Jiandao with bright eyes, "How did you do it?"