Ye Fengyun entered the emergency room and saw many experts gathered around an emergency bed.

The director of orthopedics, Zhao Yutian, and his apprentice were also among them.

As soon as Huang Bida arrived, everyone said: "Old Huang, come here and take a look."

Huang Bida nodded, walked in, checked the old man's condition, and frowned.

Zhao Yutian, who was standing in the crowd, said: "In my opinion, although Mr. Tian is still breathing, his breathing is weak. Judging from the monitoring equipment, his heartbeat is also extremely weak. Let's just give the patient's family a critical illness notice."

Zhao Yutian's words aroused everyone's response——

"Director Zhao is right. In Mr. Tian's situation, we have tried our best. If there is nothing we can do to save him, please issue a critical illness notice."

"Don't be anxious! Director Huang has just arrived. Let him have a look. Maybe he has some clever tricks."

"Old Huang, do you think there is still something to play?"

"..."

Huang Bida checked the old man's condition, and his face was a little ugly. He looked at the crowd and said, "Everyone, judging from Mr. Tian's condition, he should still have signs of life. Can you give him first aid?"

"You have to say, of course we will carry out first aid measures!" Zhao Yutian glanced at him and said.

Huang Bida glanced at him and said, "Indeed, the patient is indeed not doing well."

As he said that, Huang Bida looked at Ye Fengyun, wanting to ask Ye Fengyun for his opinion, but at this moment, an expert shouted: "Look at the monitor, Mr. Tian is dying, please issue a critical illness notice!"

Sure enough, when everyone looked at the monitor, they saw that the line of the device that monitors the heartbeat became straight.

Everyone sighed softly and said: "It's totally hopeless now! We have tried our best, let's issue a critical illness notice!"

As he said this, everyone shook their heads and left with regret.

To be honest, these people are basically experts or something like that. They are used to seeing life and death. If an old man is no longer able to survive, they have no special thoughts other than feeling sorry for him.

Everyone shook their heads and dispersed, but Zhao Shanhe hurried to the emergency bed and placed a hand on the old man's pulse gate.

"You brat, what are you doing!"

Zhao Yutian saw Ye Fengyun's move and immediately stopped drinking.

Everyone was attracted by Zhao Yutian's voice, and they all looked towards Ye Fengyun.

However, looking at it this way, everyone was extremely angry and shouted angrily——

"You brat, what are you doing? Where did you come from as an intern? You don't even wear a doctor's uniform. Why are you touching patients so casually?"

"Boy, who are you? Why don't I know you!"

"Who asked you to touch the patient's body!"

"Whose intern is this? Take him away quickly!" one of the vice-deans roared.

Zhao Yutian rolled his eyes and immediately shouted: "Huang Bida, this is the so-called miracle doctor you invited. Look what he is doing! The patient is already dead. He is disrespectful to the patient!!"

"Huh? Lao Zhao, you said this guy is the so-called miracle doctor that Director Huang recommended to the hospital to hire? And he is also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor? So young? Isn't this nonsense?!"

"Huang Bida, you are crazy! What kind of things are you recommending to the hospital! This guy is not even older than my son, but he is a miracle doctor? And he also enjoys the treatment of a director? Don't just do whatever you want just because you are the dean's favorite disciple! "

"You brat, let go of Mr. Tian and get out!"

These experts, instigated by Zhao Yutian, became extremely angry. On the one hand, they ridiculed Huang Bida, and on the other hand, they attacked Ye Fengyun.

Zhao Yutian smiled proudly.
Chapter completed!