Without clinical practice, no one would be willing to be a guinea pig.
Secretary Li looked at Qin Fan, also wanting to get a positive answer.
"There is no clinical practice." Qin Fan shook his head and said quietly.
Secretary Li and Fang Xuelin suddenly frowned.
Everyone knows that both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine attach great importance to clinical practice.
"Hahaha, Dr. Xiao Qin, you have a treatment method that you have no clinical experience in, and you bring it here to talk about it?" Lu Dan started to get angry.
"Mr. Xiao Qin, this is Mr. Zhang's compound, you have to figure it out!"
Xiao Jie's face turned cold and he looked a little angry.
"Do you treat this place as a laboratory? Or do you treat today's consultation as a child's play?"
It was not easy to find a flaw in Qin Fan. If he didn't take the opportunity to suppress him, he wouldn't be a member of the four major families.
Xiao Jie actually told Secretary Li that Qin Fan would use Mr. Zhang as a guinea pig for practice.
Sure enough, Secretary Li's eyebrows almost knitted together.
Wang Xirong glanced at Qin Fan coldly and started to add insult to injury.
"Secretary Li, this sensational treatment idea is absolutely untrustworthy!"
She said slowly: "Now I am beginning to doubt Dr. Xiao Qin's motives!"
She directly elevated the treatment idea proposed by Qin Fan to impure motives, which was serious.
Mr. Zhang has a special status. If the Zhang family really thinks so, then the problem is not the treatment idea, but the smell of murder.
Secretary Li's eyes started to become a little sharp.
When Fang Xuelin heard this, layers of cold sweat began to break out on his back.
He was about to defend Qin Fan with a word or two, but Qin Fan suddenly burst into laughter.
"How ridiculous!"
He glanced at Xiao Jie, Lu Dan, Jiang Shiwen and Wang Xirong who were sitting there.
"What you can't do doesn't mean others can't do it."
Yes, willow bone setting has been recorded for a long time, but no one in modern society can do it.
But Qin Fan created the first clinical practice.
Thinking of this, Fang Xuelin immediately felt that Qin Fan's treatment idea might actually work.
Secretary Li also thought of this and his expression softened.
"Secretary Li, I have already put forward the plan. As for whether to adopt it or not, I think it is best to let Mr. Zhang decide by himself." Qin Fan turned around and said to Secretary Li again.
"Haha, let Mr. Zhang decide. Doctor Xiao Qin, how confident are you in your plan?"
Lu Dan chuckled again, "Do you dare to say there is a 100% guarantee?"
"Oh, I want the doctor to make a 100% guarantee. How old are you, Mr. Lu?"
"Why do you say such childish words? Has any patient come to you with such a guarantee?" Qin Fan asked back.
Well, Lu Dan was speechless.
Qin Fan said quietly: "If all patients seek 100% guarantee from the doctor in advance, I guess Mr. Lu will be the first to kick the patient out."
Secretary Li took a deep look at Qin Fan.
"Mr. Qin, although I don't say it's 100%, Mr. Zhang's situation is special and there is no room for our negligence."
"But I still want to ask, are you really sure?"
"Whether you are sure or not, you will know after you give it a try." Qin Fan was still smiling.
He won't make any promises at all.
What an international joke, no doctor can give you a 100% guarantee.
You can only do your best.
What's more, Mr. Zhang is already terminally ill and may face a complete collapse at any time.
Qin Fan's idea was a helpless move, but it was also the best way.
"Okay, gentlemen, please wait a moment." Secretary Li glanced at everyone.
He left again, probably to seek Mr. Zhang's opinion.
As Qin Fan said, the decision to adopt this approach lies with Mr. Zhang. He only proposes treatment ideas.
The prerequisite for treatment is that the patient must make his own choice, so that the patient can cooperate with the treatment.
About half an hour later, Secretary Li walked in again with an expressionless face.
He scanned the crowd and came to Qin Fan.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhang wants to have a chat with you alone."
Suddenly, Jiang Shiwen, Lu Dan, Xiao Jie, and Wang Xirong all opened their mouths in shock.
No one expected Mr. Zhang to choose Qin Fan, who seemed to be the most unreliable.
The four of them looked at each other and could clearly see their deep fear.
They knew very well that once Qin Fan really cured Mr. Zhang, he would get the support of the Zhang family.
The pressure they face has increased virtually.
"good!"
Qin Fan stood up and nodded to Fang Xuelin, who had a complicated expression on his face.
"Gentlemen, please wait a moment. I'll be right back."
Secretary Li left a few words and took Qin Fan to a side room.
He knocked on the door before pushing it open.
"Mr. Qin, please!"
Mr. Zhang seemed to be in better spirits after a short rest.
In the room, there was also a man in his thirties wearing casual clothes and a sturdy back.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Qin is here."
"Xiao Qin, sit down." Mr. Zhang showed a gentle smile.
"Thanks!"
Qin Fan smiled and sat down next to Mr. Zhang naturally.
Secretary Li poured tea for Qin Fan.
Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said, "Xiao Li, go down."
Secretary Li respectfully left the room. The young man hesitated and did not move.
"Feng'er, you should go out too."
"dad!"
It turns out that this young man is Zhang Feng, Mr. Zhang’s son, and the third generation of the Zhang family.
Zhang Feng looked at Qin Fan, very wary.
Mr. Zhang frowned slightly, "Tell you to get out! It's enough as long as Xiao Qin is here. He was recommended by your Grandpa Li. Don't you still feel relieved?!"
When Qin Fan heard this, he thought to himself: "It turns out that Grandpa Li has ventilated Mr. Zhang a long time ago."
However, it is natural to think about it.
Mr. Zhang has a special status. If Fang Xuelin only takes him with him, it is obviously impossible to get close to Mr. Zhang.
I just let Fang Xuelin take it with me to hide it from others.
"Yes, Mr. Qin, please." Zhang Feng said to Qin Fan.
His eyes were complicated, showing sincerity, concern, and a hint of warning.
The moment before, Zhang Feng felt that it was unbelievable and unheard of when he heard Secretary Li report on Li Daitao's treatment ideas.
But Mr. Zhang pondered for a moment and decided to chat with Qin Fan again.
Qin Fan nodded to Zhang Feng, "Don't worry."
Zhang Feng turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door gently but not going too far.
After Zhang Feng left, Qin Fan smiled at Mr. Zhang.
"Mr. Zhang, after you rest for a while, do you feel better?"
"Well, sometimes I feel very tired and have to sleep for a while, but I will wake up soon." Mr. Zhang said.
"The main reason is that you have national affairs on your mind and can't fall asleep completely. It's like a tight string that has never been relaxed."
"Mr. Zhang, you must have been staying up late all the time. You haven't gone to bed at three or four in the morning."
"Well, there are too many things to do, and there are usually few people to disturb me at that time." Mr. Zhang admitted frankly.
"Is this related to my illness?" he asked Qin Fan.
"Yes, you should know what time period it is when you are ugly, right?"
"Well, of course I know this, from one o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the morning."
"Mr. Zhang, do you know that yin and yang wax and wane throughout the day?"
"You know, a simple division, from the time the sun rises in the morning, the yang energy gradually rises, after noon, the yang energy gradually decreases, and the yin energy gradually increases." Zhang Lao said.