Zhuo Yang said lightly, "It should be."

The middle-aged woman looked at him with her eyes, then at the old man on the hospital bed, and she felt in her heart, "It's impossible, this is a cage, and the hospital deliberately did it for them to see it."

At this age, she is not a few years older than her son, and her son is just a small employee of the company. How could he become such a powerful doctor?

She didn't believe it, and it was impossible for something that was not around her.

However, more and more patients were greeting Zhuo Yang. Everyone was surrounding Zhuo Yang and expressing gratitude. With a lot of respect in their eyes, Zhuo Yang was regarded as a god.

The middle-aged woman is a little unable to stand.

At this time, a doctor in his forties walked in. When the middle-aged woman saw the doctor, she seemed to see hope and said hurriedly, "Doctor, doctor, please help me see what to do with my son's illness."

The doctor looked at it and said, "It's time to take the surgery immediately and not delay it. But his situation just now is extremely bad. He needs to adjust it a little, add more electrolytes to the infusion, and add nutritional needles."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yang, and said politely, "Doctor Zhuo, what do you think?"

When the middle-aged woman saw the doctor's attitude, she felt suddenly in her heart.

The doctors here are unreliable at all, and they all regard this young boy as a god.

Zhuo Yang narrowed his eyes and then placed his hand on the young man's pulse.

The middle-aged woman suddenly screamed, "Aren't you Western Hospital?"

The doctor looked at her with dissatisfaction, "Traditional Chinese and Western medicine is a great master. The integration of Chinese and Western medicine can better cure diseases. There are not many people who are proficient in Western medicine and proficient in traditional Chinese medicine these days."

Meeting someone is your blessing, and you still don’t cherish it.

A typical middle-aged woman is not good until-

Zhuo Yang looked at her, "When he vomited at home at first, did you not bring him to the hospital and first caught a prescription for him to eat?"

The middle-aged woman was shocked, and everyone behind her was shocked. Everyone opened their mouths together, like a big word "O".

Isn't this a doctor? He's a charlatan.

In fact, for some powerful doctors, they can obtain diagnosis and treatment judgment results through observation, hearing, hearing, asking and touching, which is no different from a charlatan.

"How do you know?" The middle-aged woman had a long time of speech? She said something. She thought it was irrelevant. Anyway, the earthy prescriptions prescribed by the old Chinese doctor can also cure diseases and save people? So it doesn't matter whether it is said or not.

Zhuo Yang turned around? Looking at the doctor, he reported a series of Chinese herbal names. They were all rare words, and then he said, "Give him three doses of medicine first, and then prepare for the operation."

The doctor understood as soon as he heard this? "These are antidotes."

"Detoxification? What poison is it?" The middle-aged woman screamed again? "I said to young people, don't prescribe medicine randomly. What do you mean is that the doctor prescribed before is not medicine, but poison? How is this possible? That is the most famous old Chinese doctor in our place. I got up at four o'clock in the morning and queued up to get there."

"Is it? He is old? He is old? There are many people there." Zhuo Yang bent his lips and smiled and asked, "But has he cured your son?"

"This..." The middle-aged woman was choked hard.

"Did I say I got the medicine he took? Not only that..." Then, he also memorized the medicines in the prescription one by one.

The middle-aged woman's scalp was numb and her face turned pale. In this case, she could not deceive herself.

I have to admit that the young boy in front of me still has some ability.

Zhuo Yang looked serious, "If you don't want to listen to my doctor's advice and insist on thinking that the person can save your son, then you can take him out of the hospital and let that person save your son."

The middle-aged woman was anxious, "How could you say such things?"

"Why can't you say it? Whether you are discharged from the hospital or not is your personal choice."

The middle-aged woman has no choice but to bully the weak. She can bully her when she meets a weak person. But when she meets a strong person like Zhuo Yang, her son will die if he is not cured. Her son is her lifeblood, and she has no other way.

After a while, she could only soften her temper and her voice became much lower, "Doctor, please save my son."

The hospital cannot refuse to accept this situation. Another doctor has also watched the video. Pan Xiuxiu did not make it so miserable, but they are sometimes a vulnerable group. They must ignore their personal situation and treat the disease and save the patient. So they can only take the prescription and go to decoct the medicine in a hurry.

Seeing the doctor leaving, the middle-aged woman finally felt relieved. Seeing Zhuo Yang still there, her eyes flashed and she felt that it was an opportunity, "Doctor, my legs and feet will hurt whenever they change. It hurts so much that I can't sleep. Can you show me?"

Thinking that she finally caught a powerful doctor, she couldn't miss this opportunity.

The other patients in the ward looked at Zhuo Yang, feeling that he would not show this woman.

After all, the bad behavior of this family before is obvious to everyone.

But unexpectedly, Zhuo Yang actually agreed.

The people in the ward didn't understand why this was, and could only sigh that there were many helplessnesses among doctors.

"Thank you, doctor, you are such a good doctor. I apologize to you for the past, no, no, apologize to all of you."

This middle-aged woman knew that there were many rules and regulations in the hospital. When the patient came, the doctor could only treat them and could not refuse. She grasped this point.

The middle-aged woman sat down, Zhuo Yang pressed her by traditional Chinese medicine method, and suddenly diagnosed the cause. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you bear it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Oh, my god...my god..."

The middle-aged woman's howling sounded like a pig killer, shattering her eardrums.

Everyone else in the ward was shocked. When they saw her distorted and deformed look, they knew it must be painful.

The group of people who were accompanied by middle-aged women were not fuel-efficient lamps, and immediately shouted loudly, "What are you doing? The hospital is a place to treat diseases and save people, not a place to harm people."

Several nurses stopped them tightly, "What do you know? Doctor Zhuo Yang is treating diseases and saving people?"

"In the hospital, are you afraid that Dr. Zhuo will understand what he can do? He is the most powerful doctor in our younger generation."

But I also know that this kind of massage is done according to the means.

They have also seen Dr. Zhuo Yang treat patients, and their techniques have always been gentle, but they have never seen anyone screaming so badly.

But the medical staff are united, and they continue to make trouble, "You need to take severe medicine for serious illnesses! Her disease has definitely not been a year or two. If you want to solve the problem for a long time, you must suffer more!"
Chapter completed!