As soon as Lin Zifeng said these words, everyone looked over.

Master Yan saw that Lin Zifeng was just a young man in his early twenties, and couldn't help but frowned, "Young man, you are so young, and you are talking so shamelessly here. I'm afraid it's not good. Cerebral hemorrhage requires professional equipment to detect it. You

I just took one glance and dared to be so sure."

After Master Yan finished speaking, other people watching also began to accuse Lin Zifeng.

"It's just that you don't know how to learn well at a young age. I'm afraid I saw that the other person was Mr. Feng, so I wanted to come over and get close to him."

"Young man, don't find out if you don't have real skills. Master Yan is a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor in our traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Master Yan can't detect anything, so why do you say it's a cerebral hemorrhage?"

Lin Zifeng frowned lightly. He originally only had a benevolent heart as a doctor, so he planned to give acupuncture to save a life, but he never expected to receive such treatment.

But Lin Zifeng didn't want to pay attention to what others said. The person who could make the decision here should be the middle-aged man next to Mr. Feng.

Lin Zifeng locked his eyes on the middle-aged man and said: "The old man's condition is very serious. He can last for fifteen minutes at most. It's too late to wait for someone from the hospital. How about you let me try?"

The middle-aged man looked hesitant. Before he could speak, Master Yan said: "I advise you not to believe what this brat says. Cerebral hemorrhage can only be detected with precision instruments. Judging from his young age and lack of medical skills,

How great can it be?"

When the middle-aged man heard what Master Yan said, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then said to Lin Zifeng: "Young man, thank you for your kindness, but this is a life-threatening matter, and you can't be careless. I'd better wait for someone to come from the hospital.

Bar!"

The middle-aged man spoke politely, but it was obvious that he could not trust Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng sighed lightly, the other party had already said so, and he didn't intend to stay here shamelessly, "In that case, then

never mind."

After saying this, there was a huge rush from downstairs, and several old Chinese medicine doctors and several nurses and doctors rushed up in a hurry.

"Where is He Lao? Where is He Lao? Quickly let me see He Lao's condition."

The person rushing at the front was an old man with gray hair on his temples. Although he was old, he was still walking as fast as flying.

Lin Zifeng narrowed his eyes. This old Chinese medicine doctor was actually still a martial artist. His level was not high, he was in the middle of the yellow level. He was only able to walk as fast as he could at this age because of proper health care.

"Dean Shi is here, Mr. Feng is here." The middle-aged man next to Mr. Feng shouted.

Dean Shi and his people rushed over in a hurry and ran to Mr. Feng's side. Dean Shi didn't even take a breath and immediately began to check Mr. Feng's physical condition.

However, the more he checked, the more Dean Shi frowned. Finally, he put down the instrument, sighed heavily, and said:

"Sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and the situation is very serious. I'm afraid it's too late to send him to the hospital now."

"If I could have been half an hour earlier, I might have been able to save the life, but now, alas..."

Hearing Dean Shi's words, many people present were shocked.

"Dean Shi, what did you say? Mr. Feng really had a cerebral hemorrhage!" Master Yan said in disbelief.

Just now, when Lin Zifeng said that Mr. Feng had a cerebral hemorrhage, he felt that Lin Zifeng was just talking nonsense and bragging!!

But now the director of their traditional Chinese medicine hospital has confirmed that it was a cerebral hemorrhage.

"What do you mean, can my examination be wrong?" Dean Shi was slightly unhappy. He had absolute confidence in his medical skills.

Before Master Yan could answer, the middle-aged man next to Mr. Feng said first, "There was a young man just now. He didn't check his pulse, and he could tell at a glance that Mr. Feng had a cerebral hemorrhage." Lin Zifeng had just spoken these words, and everyone looked at him.

Came over.

Master Yan saw that Lin Zifeng was just a young man in his early twenties, and couldn't help but frowned, "Young man, you are so young, and you are talking so shamelessly here. I'm afraid it's not good. Cerebral hemorrhage requires professional equipment to detect it. You

I just took one glance and dared to be so sure."

After Master Yan finished speaking, other people watching also began to accuse Lin Zifeng.

"It's just that you don't know how to learn well at a young age. I'm afraid I saw that the other person was Mr. Feng, so I wanted to come over and get close to him."

"Young man, don't find out if you don't have real skills. Master Yan is a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor in our traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Master Yan can't detect anything, so why do you say it's a cerebral hemorrhage?"

Lin Zifeng frowned lightly. He originally only had a benevolent heart as a doctor, so he planned to give acupuncture to save a life, but he never expected to receive such treatment.

But Lin Zifeng didn't want to pay attention to what others said. The person who could make the decision here should be the middle-aged man next to Mr. Feng.

Lin Zifeng locked his eyes on the middle-aged man and said: "The old man's condition is very serious. He can last for fifteen minutes at most. It's too late to wait for someone from the hospital. How about you let me try?"

The middle-aged man looked hesitant. Before he could speak, Master Yan said: "I advise you not to believe what this brat says. Cerebral hemorrhage can only be detected with precision instruments. Judging from his young age and lack of medical skills,

How great can it be?"

When the middle-aged man heard what Master Yan said, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then said to Lin Zifeng: "Young man, thank you for your kindness, but this is a life-threatening matter, and you can't be careless. I'd better wait for someone to come from the hospital.

Bar!"

The middle-aged man spoke politely, but it was obvious that he could not trust Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng sighed lightly, the other party had already said so, and he didn't intend to stay here shamelessly, "In that case, then

never mind."

After saying this, there was a huge rush from downstairs, and several old Chinese medicine doctors and several nurses and doctors rushed up in a hurry.

"Where is He Lao? Where is He Lao? Quickly let me see He Lao's condition."

The person rushing at the front was an old man with gray hair on his temples. Although he was old, he was still walking as fast as flying.

Lin Zifeng narrowed his eyes. This old Chinese medicine doctor was actually still a martial artist. His level was not high, he was in the middle of the yellow level. He was only able to walk as fast as he could at this age because of proper health care.

"Dean Shi is here, Mr. Feng is here." The middle-aged man next to Mr. Feng shouted.

Dean Shi and his people rushed over in a hurry and ran to Mr. Feng's side. Dean Shi didn't even take a breath and immediately began to check Mr. Feng's physical condition.

However, the more he checked, the more Dean Shi frowned. Finally, he put down the instrument, sighed heavily, and said:

"Sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and the situation is very serious. I'm afraid it's too late to send him to the hospital now."

"If I could have been half an hour earlier, I might have been able to save the life, but now, alas..."

Hearing Dean Shi's words, many people present were shocked.

"Dean Shi, what did you say? Mr. Feng really had a cerebral hemorrhage!" Master Yan said in disbelief.

Just now, when Lin Zifeng said that Mr. Feng had a cerebral hemorrhage, he felt that Lin Zifeng was just talking nonsense and bragging!!

But now the director of their traditional Chinese medicine hospital has confirmed that it was a cerebral hemorrhage.

"What do you mean, can my examination be wrong?" Dean Shi was slightly unhappy. He had absolute confidence in his medical skills.
Chapter completed!