Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh than the origin
"Dr. Lin is here!"
"Miracle Doctor Lin!"
"Great, Divine Doctor Lin is here!"
When everyone saw Lin Xiaodong, they all exclaimed with joy.
The old man also looked at Lin Xiaodong. Seeing that Lin Xiaodong was so young, the disdain on his face became even stronger, and he said disdainfully: "Humph, you are indeed a ignorant boy, but you still dare to call yourself a miracle doctor?"
Lin Xiaodong said with confidence: "I'm sorry, old gentleman, the title of Miracle Doctor is not my own, but everyone's admiration. Are you questioning the people of Lianhai City now?"
The old man opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had fallen into Lin Xiaodong's trap without even realizing it and almost said the wrong thing.
But the old man was really gloomy and said with a sneer: "Lin Xiaodong, at your age, you shouldn't have achieved much, right? Let me ask you, which university did you graduate from?"
This question happened to be about Lin Xiaodong's destiny, but Lin Xiaodong never spoke. He said honestly: "I didn't even graduate from Haishi Medical University." "Haha, I didn't even graduate from university. It's really ridiculous." The old man mocked disdainfully.
He said, and then asked: "It doesn't matter if you haven't graduated from college. Our traditional Chinese medicine has always focused on inheritance. You should have a master, right? Tell me who your master is and which country.
Holy Medical Hands!"
Lin Xiaodong shook his head and said: "I don't have a master, I learned all my medical skills by myself."
"Hey, hahaha! This old man is really laughing to death. You didn't graduate from a medical university, and you don't have a master, so you are self-taught? It's really ridiculous. Your medical skills are not as good as even my disciples!" The old man suddenly laughed with great disdain.
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At this time, the people nearby could no longer listen and stood up and asked: "Old man, you are asking this and that, what university did you graduate from? Who is your master?"
The old man glared at the man with a gloomy face, and then said with great pride: "I never went to college, but now I am the honorary president of three Chinese medical schools in China and a special guest professor of five universities at home and abroad!"
"My master is one of the only remaining masters of traditional Chinese medicine, the vice-president of the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Mr. Kong Guohua!"
His words immediately caused the hospital to explode.
"What! This old man's master is actually Mr. Kong Guohua?"
"I have heard of Mr. Kong. It is said that he was a miracle doctor who treated leaders in the capital! He was a true master of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Yes, if it were in ancient times, this would be an imperial doctor!"
For a moment, the crowd began to turn towards the old man, because this old man was indeed very powerful.
"This is the end of Divine Doctor Lin."
"Yes, we used to feel that Doctor Lin was very powerful, but now it seems that it is still not possible. After all, he came from a small place. This old gentleman's identity is not simple."
"Then let's stop seeing a doctor here and go to the clinic opposite quickly, otherwise it will be full in no time and we won't be able to see a doctor!"
"Yes, yes, let's go to the clinic opposite quickly!"
At this time, everyone seemed to be running out of the hospital and wanted to go to the opposite clinic to occupy space. They were afraid that if they arrived a little late, they would be photographed by hundreds of people leaving. The old man looked at Lin Xiaodong with a proud face, proudly
He said: "Boy, now do you know the gap between you and me? But seeing that you can do this at such a young age, you are also a good prospect. I can accept you as my memory."
Disciple, come to my clinic to get some medicine, sweep the floor and so on."
The doctors at Qiao's Hospital were so angry that they couldn't let go of the anger in their hearts.
Lin Xiaodong said with a smile: "No, since everyone believes in you, then don't let down everyone's expectations."
"You don't need to worry about it anymore. I'll give you a chance, but don't regret it if you don't cherish it!" After saying that, the old man turned around and left, looking as proud as possible.
Alice and others rushed over after receiving the news. They saw that the number of patients in the hospital had suddenly decreased by more than half. The remaining ones were all people with bad legs and feet. They knew that they could not treat the disease now, so they had no choice but to stay.
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"Teacher, I'll go over there and get the place back!" Qiao Banqi said hurriedly, and was about to walk outside.
Lin Xiaodong stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if his medical skills are really good, having one more person to treat everyone can share a lot of our burden, which is also a good thing for the people."
When Qiao Ban and others heard this, they immediately admired Lin Xiaodong even more. This is a good doctor who truly only cares about his patients. Compared with Lin Xiaodong, he, a medical professor, felt ashamed.
Lin Xiaodong took Qiao Ban and others back to the clinic to teach them acupuncture. After about an hour, chaos suddenly broke out outside.
A doctor ran in excitedly and shouted: "Director Lin! Director Lin! Something happened!"
Lin Xiaodong frowned and asked, "Are you still so happy after something happened?"
The doctor looked embarrassed, but he immediately explained: "Something happened on the other side, and the old man had a problem treating the person."
"Oh? Come over and take a look." Lin Xiaodong said and walked out quickly, his expression serious.
A group of doctors from Qiao Hospital followed Lin Xiaodong to the opposite side. The old man's clinic was quite large, with three floors and a single floor covering an area of 200 square meters. It looked impressive.
At this time, the clinic was crowded with people inside and outside, all wanting to come here for medical treatment, but by this time they had all turned into spectators.
The family in the clinic looked at the lifeless child on the ground and cried bitterly, pointing at the old man and yelling.
"You quack! A murderer! You killed my son!"
The old man looked panicked at first, but he immediately calmed down and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Your son was already dead when he was sent here. Even the Great Luo Jinxian couldn't save him!"
"Fart! My son was still angry when he was delivered, and my son just had diarrhea. Why did you die after treatment?" The family members of the deceased asked the old man angrily.
"That's because you gave your child something he shouldn't have eaten. What does it have to do with me? It's really unlucky that I got this damn son of yours." The old man cursed with disgust on his face.
"You, you bastard, you murderer, I will fight with you!" The mother of the deceased was so angry that she stood up and rushed towards the old man.
Behind the old man were three or four young apprentices. Seeing that these people dared to take action, they rushed up and started fighting with these family members.
Lin Xiaodong stood outside and took a look, then rushed in with a gloomy expression and shouted: "Stop it! Do you really want to kill this child?"
"Ah! You, what did you say? You mean my son is not dead yet?" the child's mother asked Lin Xiaodong with a shocked face. Lin Xiaodong immediately squatted down to take the child's pulse, and then said with a frown: "
I can try, but if you continue to fight, there will be nothing I can do!"