Yesilo has always been a man of his words and his deeds. He said that if they don't have to hang out in the medical field, then the entire medical field will never have a place for them.
In other words, if the sleeping beauty lying on the bed continues to have such a high fever, they will just wait to pack up and go back to their hometown to sell roasted sweet potatoes.
At the critical moment, the old Chinese doctor with gray hair and childish face stood up and said, "Master Luo, please calm down first. By the way, illnesses come and go like wisps. Miss Liang is already weak due to blood loss. In addition,
I got caught in the rain and caught the wind and cold, which led to severe pneumonia... In this regard, is the Chinese medicine treating the symptoms rather than the root cause? Otherwise, should we try the traditional Chinese medicine method?"
"Try?" Upon hearing this, Yesi Luo cast his eyes over fiercely, "Old man Feng Dao, do you want to use my Yesi Luo woman as a guinea pig?"
"This..." Feng Dao, the old Chinese medicine doctor, was stunned and surprised. He really didn't know what to say, so he could understand it this way.
"I will give you another half day, twelve hours. If her body temperature cannot stabilize by then, I will throw you all into jail for medical malpractice! You will be jailed!" Yesilo glanced fiercely.
Passing the entire team of doctors, all the doctors in white coats were sweating profusely.
Oh my God, did you hear me correctly? The consequences have escalated again? Not only will you lose your job, but you may even go to jail!
Feng Dao wiped the cold sweat from his head and gritted his teeth. He really had no choice but to take the wrong approach. He nodded and agreed, "Yes, yes, Mr. Luo, we will do our best, we will do our best..."
"Try your best? You said this three days ago! Are you still trying to be careless with me now?"
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
"Why don't you hurry up and get me treated!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." All the doctors gathered around Cheng Liuli's bed and started a new round of consultation and examination.
After a heated discussion in whispers, Feng Daoqiang walked towards Yesi Luo calmly, "Young Master Luo, Miss Liang's illness is caused by external wind and cold, coupled with excessive sadness, this caused the fever to persist for a long time.
I want to use Chinese medicine to recuperate her, I wonder if it is possible?"
"Stop him | Mom, give me this formality. I just want to ask you, are you able to cure this disease, or can you not cure it?"
Feng Dao was sweating like rain: "This..."
"If you can't cure it, get out! Ah Cheng, call Director Li and ask him to send these quack doctors who are killing people to jail..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Dao's knees softened and he almost knelt down, "Young Master Luo, if it can be cured, I'm very confident that Miss Liang's fever can be reduced..."
"How sure are you?" he asked coldly.
"Eight percent..." Feng Dao glanced at Yesi Luo, whose eyes were as sharp as a knife. He was cruel, forced himself to speak, and spat out word by word: "Percent
one hundred!"
"Okay!" Yesi Luo finally raised the corners of his lips and revealed a satisfied smile, "Go ahead, remember, twelve hours! If her fever doesn't go away by four o'clock this morning, you can pack up and wait.
Let’s sit down.”
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