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Chapter 6 Dispute

In that world, there was such a profession as a warrior. By cultivating inner energy, one could strengthen one's body and move with the force of a thousand pounds. A slightly more powerful warrior could even fly over walls and fly over walls, and break gold and crack stones. When Mo Wen was a royal physician in the palace,

The imperial guards around the emperor all possessed peerless martial arts.

As a descendant of a family of medicine, Mo Wen has been practicing internal qi since he was a child. After all, the Mo family is not an ordinary family, and the medical skills inherited from his family are not ordinary medical skills. Many of them require the cooperation of internal qi to cure some difficult and complicated diseases. In that life, Mo Wen will

He has good internal energy cultivation, otherwise it would be impossible to become a miracle doctor.

But now, he doesn't have any internal Qi in his body, so how can he use the golden needle to heal the Qi?

And he discovered that Mr. Yun who was lying on the hospital bed was not simple. He actually had inner energy cultivation in his body. Although it was not very strong, it was far from comparable to Mo Wen in that life. He was indeed an inner energy practitioner.

Qi cultivators. If this were not the case, how could they have survived a few years after being poisoned by purple and blue flowers? An ordinary old man would have died long ago.

Hearing Mo Wen say that he could not cure his grandfather's disease, Yun Xiaoman's eyes dimmed instantly. Also, neither Grandpa Pan nor Grandpa Zeng could cure his disease, so who could cure his grandfather's disease.

"Do you know who can cure grandpa's disease?" Yun Xiaoman raised his head and looked at Mo Wen, his face full of hope. Mo Wen was the only one who dared to judge grandpa's condition, and she felt like he was scratching his head in an instant.

It was the last straw.

Mo Wen frowned slightly and did not answer. If there was anyone who could cure Yun Lao's disease, he knew a lot about it, but they were all people from that mysterious world. Is there anyone on earth?

Don’t know anymore.

Mo Wen's silence obviously hurt Yun Xiaoman's heart. She lowered her head with gloomy eyes and silently sat back on the chair.

Shen Jing sighed softly, but there were no illustrations. After all, Mo Wen was just a student. The illness that neither Pan Lao nor Zeng Lao could solve was a bit difficult for Mo Wen, and she didn't believe that Mr. Yun was poisoned at all.

Man was not a doctor, so naturally she didn't know much about it, but she knew very well. Based on Mo Wen's judgment, even if she really suggested a cure, the hospital might not dare to listen.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment, and none of the three people in the room spoke. Shen Jing quietly pulled him to sit on the chair, preparing to wait for Mr. Pan and the others to finish their consultation to see if they could come up with an effective treatment measure.

Mo Wen tapped the stool gently with his fingers, and his eyes occasionally glanced at Yun Xiaoman, who was curled up in the corner, with a hesitant light flashing in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse walked in, holding a tray in her hand and began to infuse the patient on the bed.

"Wait." Mo Wen subconsciously stopped the middle-aged female nurse.

The nurse raised her head and looked at Mo Wen doubtfully. Since she was not sure of Mo Wen's identity, she stopped what she was doing.

"Is that glucose?" Mo Wen glanced at the infusion bottle in the nurse's hand.

"Not bad." The nurse nodded and looked at Mo Wen confused.

"Patients should not be given infusions." Mo Wen frowned and said.

Blood can inhibit the spread of violet poison to a certain extent. Infusion dilutes the blood concentration and promotes the growth of toxins. Because violet poison is not an ordinary toxin and does not spread in the blood.

"Sir, if you don't give the patient infusion, how can you ensure the nutrition in the patient's body!"

The middle-aged nurse frowned and her voice couldn't help but raise a few points. As a nurse, she felt helpless as a nurse against some unreasonable requests from the patient's family members. The purpose of injecting glucose into patients was to ensure normal metabolism of the body. Could it be that they couldn't eat?

The patient has to watch him starve to death.

Subconsciously, the middle-aged nurse regarded Mo Wen as a family member of the patient. She had been a nurse in the hospital for decades and had seen all kinds of strange family members.

"Sister nurse, the patient really cannot receive infusion at this time."

Mo Wen said helplessly, and stood up to block in front of the middle-aged nurse. Naturally, he could not explain this kind of thing to the nurse, and even if he explained it, it would not make sense. Now Mr. Yun is in the period of toxin outbreak, and his life is hanging by a thread. Once the infusion is given,

Due to the diluted blood pressure, the purple and blue flower poison that grows in large quantities may kill the patient in the next moment.

The middle-aged nurse's expression suddenly turned ugly. This was the first time she had encountered such an unreasonable and self-assertive family member. In the past, even when she met family members of patients who were difficult to care for, they would not arbitrarily stop the hospital's treatment. What on earth is this young man?

What's going on?

There is a very strict time limit for giving infusions to patients. If things are delayed, she cannot bear the responsibility for the patient's shortcomings.

Shen Jing got up with some confusion, walked up to Mo Wen's back, tugged on his clothes, and whispered in a voice that only Mo Wen could hear: "What's going on with you? Don't hinder the nurse's work." Mo Wen refused to let him go.

The nurse was giving the patient an infusion, but she was also confused.

Yun Xiaoman also stood up and looked at Mo Wen and the middle-aged nurse with the same confusion.

"The infusion now may kill the patient." Mo Wen turned to look at Yun Xiaoman and said in a serious tone.

"ah……!"

Yun Xiaoman screamed when he heard this, and subconsciously stood in front of the patient. He stared at the middle-aged nurse closely with his eyes, as if she was the killer who came to take his life.

"Sir, the hospital has the responsibility to treat patients. Please don't hinder our treatment. If you hinder the treatment, you may really kill the patient." The middle-aged nurse glared at Mo Wen angrily. She always wanted to say nonsense, but considering that she was a patient,

The family members swallowed their words again.

Yun Xiaoman looked at the two people arguing and hesitated. After all, one was a doctor in the hospital, and although the other was an outsider, he was the only one who dared to assert his grandfather's condition. Moreover, Mr. Pan also asked the two to help just now.

He was obviously a doctor when he saw a doctor, so now she wasn't sure who to listen to.

The middle-aged nurse looked at Shen Jing aside, obviously hoping that she could help. After all, Shen Jing was also a doctor in the military hospital. Although they were not in the same department as her, they were basically familiar with each other.

Shen Jing smiled bitterly. She didn't understand why Mo Wen was so stubborn. As a doctor in a regular hospital, she naturally knew that Mo Wen's actions were unreasonable and really embarrassed other nurses. However, she did not dare to completely deny what Mo Wen said.

After all, Mo Wen showed extraordinary medical knowledge before, even Mr. Pan praised him repeatedly.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Wen glanced at Yun Xiaoman and said, if Yun Xiaoman also agreed to the nurse's infusion, then he would never say a word more, he would do everything he could.

"I...I..."

Yun Xiaoman looked at Mo Wen and the nurse, stammering for a long time and couldn't come up with a reason. She was at a loss at this moment. Grandpa's life was at stake, so how could she dare to make random decisions.

The scene was a bit stalemate for a while, and just when no one knew what to do, the door was pushed open again.

"What's going on?"

As soon as Mr. Pan walked into the ward, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Behind him, a large group of people walked in, five or six of them, all dressed like doctors.


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