Just when Mo Wen was in a stalemate with the middle-aged nurse, Mr. Pan led a large group of people into the ward. It was obvious that their consultation had ended.

"Mr. Pan, this gentleman..."

When the middle-aged nurse saw Mr. Pan and other experts coming in, she felt as if she had found a savior. She quickly reported the situation and pointed out that Mo Wen had interfered with her work.

"Nothing!"

Vice President Zeng Yanfeng looked stern when he heard this, and glanced at Mo Wen with a stern look. If it weren't for the person brought by Mr. Pan, he would have driven the boy who hindered the treatment of the patient out of the ward, and would not see when he would be making trouble.

Some other medical experts who followed him looked at each other. A boy who was provoking trouble appeared in Mr. Yun's ward, and he was really brave! At the first time, everyone thought that Mo Wen deliberately provoked trouble. After all, the reason he mentioned was extremely absurd for them, medical experts, and it was not a troublemaker.

Old Pan also twitched his lips, thinking that Mo Wen would have made a mistake in checking if the patient was a wrong decision.

"Old Pan, Mo Wen just diagnosed the cause of Mr. Yun, so he said so."

He looked at a large group of experts and professors huddled in the room and said cautiously. He subconsciously pulled Mo Wen behind him, which was quite a bit of a protective voice.

Although she herself didn't believe Mo Wen's conclusion, she could undoubtedly help Mo Wen a little relieved. No matter how bad she was, she couldn't say that Mo Wen was deliberately making trouble, but was caused by misdiagnosis.

"What's going on?"

When Mr. Pan heard this, his pupils shrank, and his eyes fell on Mo Wen's face. He knew very well about Lao Yun's condition. Even if he could not determine the cause, he just thought it was a new disease that suddenly appeared, and it was a terminal illness with no treatment.

They had been studying for several years without results. How could they know?

Not only Mr. Pan, but other groups of experts and professors also focused their attention on Mo Wen. What he said quietly obviously attracted everyone's attention. Even the middle-aged nurse looked at Mo Wen differently, but she always regarded Mo Wen as a troublemaker.

"The poison in Mr. Yun is purple, blue and white poison, which is attached to the meridians of the human body. The blood has a certain pressure on this poison, so it is not suitable for infusion."

Mo Wen frowned, but there was not much. They couldn't understand it if they said too much. Believe it or not, it was their business.

Old Pan frowned and looked at Mo Wen with doubts. He had hoped Mo Wen could express some unique views, but when he really said it, it gave him a headache.

Keeping the nurses in front of the patient and not giving infusions? The difficult and complicated disease that they are helpless is poisoning?

Not to mention others, even Mr. Pan, who had expectations for Mo Wen, felt a little nonsense.

After hearing Mo Wen's conclusion, other experts suddenly became a little strange and shook their heads with some ridiculousness.

"Okay, you two little guys, go out first. The patient's illness cannot be concluded just by just talking casually."

Zeng Yanfu held the glasses frame and looked at the two young men in front of him helplessly. He was already worried about Mr. Yun's illness. So many experienced experts and professors could not solve it. What were the fun of the two juniors?

Chen Jing's face turned a little red, and she quietly pulled Mo Wen and prepared to go out.

"Young man, since you have found the cause, can you tell me what treatment is?"

Among a group of experts and professors, only one person did not laugh, but instead took one step forward and stood in front of Mo Wen and Chen Jing.

He is also an old man, who seems to be older than Mr. Pan, but his eyes are shining brightly and his strong qi and blood seem to be comparable to young people.

"Old man Han, why are you joining in the fun..."

Zeng Yanqiu looked at Old Man Han speechlessly. Time is tight now, and they are not sure whether that method can suppress Lao Yun's condition. It can be said to be an extremely severe treatment. Why does he still have time to tease the two juniors?

The old man surnamed Han interrupted Zeng Yanfeng's words with a wave of his hand, and his eyes were always on Mo Wen. Others might think that was a joke, but he didn't think so. The vastness of Chinese medicine and the strong historical heritage could not be understood by scholars who stayed in hospitals or research rooms every day.

He had long guessed that Mr. Yun's disease was caused by poisoning, but he had been unable to find a solution, so he did not tell others about it. Now that Mo Wen told him about it, he felt that this person was extraordinary at the first time, and he was probably the same type of person as him.

Looking at Old Han who was standing in front of him quietly, he looked at Mo Wen helplessly. Everyone knew that Mo Wen's words were not trustworthy, but someone really took it seriously. He had already helped Mo Wen to help him solve the situation, but now he has pulled the matter back. Mo Wen is just a student. Old Han asked him to tell him how to treat him, how could he say it?

A strange look flashed through Old Pan, and his eyes also fell on Mo Wen. He knew that Old Han was not a troublesome person, and his origin and knowledge were not comparable to them.

"I can't treat him, at most I can help him suppress his condition."

Mo Wen shook his head, looked at the old man on the hospital bed, and said slowly. He didn't know the treatment method, but he couldn't say it at all, and even if he could express it, they might not be able to do it.

"Can you suppress Mr. Yun's current condition?"

The old man surnamed Han's pupils shrank, his tone couldn't help but increase a little, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He had just asked by luck before, and he didn't think that Mo Wen, who was so young, could treat Mr. Yun, but the result was unexpected.

Although it is just suppressing the patient's condition, it is much better than being helpless among them. They have no choice but to try the final treatment. In fact, no one has any idea.

"Can you really suppress Mr. Yun's condition?"

Old Pan also locked his eyes on Mo Wen, as if he wanted to see the truth from him.

Others also looked at Mo Wen unexpectedly, but they basically looked disbelief. After all, Mo Wen is only so big, and at most he is a student outside. The credibility of what he said is not high among a group of old experts.

Feeling the eyes around him gathered again, he smiled bitterly, and didn't know how to say Mo Wen. He is really a guy who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. He has helped him save the situation before, but now he dares to talk nonsense.

Not to mention others, Chen Jing doesn’t believe Mo Wen at all. When he met Mo Wen, he was still moving bricks on the construction site. You said that he could solve problems that even a group of old experts could not solve in just two days. Who would believe it?
Chapter completed!