Lin Chen said: "To be honest, my ancestor was a palace physician, and I learned some skills from my grandfather when I was a child. Moreover, some of the ancestral prescriptions of our Lin family have miraculous effects on some diseases that Western medicine cannot cure, and may be able to help."
Mr. Tan, you.
Lin Chen's words were half true and half false. His grandfather was indeed a doctor.
According to his grandfather, the ancestors of the old Lin family did have an imperial doctor, but Lin Chen didn't know whether it was true or not.
However, it is nonsense to say that Lin Chen learned skills from his grandfather. His grandfather was just a country doctor. He could only cure colds and fevers, so there was no way he could teach him many skills.
But now that Lin Chen has received the inheritance, he is confident enough to treat Tan Hengxing's father. Unless his life is really about to run out, Lin Chen is sure that he can cure him even if he only has one breath.
Part of this strong self-confidence was influenced by Leng Dongliu in his dream, and part of it was brought about by his understanding of his current medical skills.
Hearing Lin Chen say that his ancestor was a palace physician and had ancestral prescriptions, Tan Hengxing was stunned for a moment before finally nodding.
People at the hospital told him before that it was impossible to cure his father's condition. The best they could do was delay him for a while and give him a longer life. So at this time, he thought of trying to treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
It's not a bad idea either.
Lin Chen changed back into his clothes and followed Tan Hengxing to an intensive care unit.
In the ward, a female doctor in a white coat was talking to the old man on the bed. Several nurses and a male doctor stood beside her.
Lin Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the female doctor.
She is twenty-three or four years old, with skin as smooth as cream, long golden hair, black eyes, and facial features with an exotic style, but also with the classical elegance of an Oriental. She is about 1.75 meters tall and wears high heels.
She is taller than Lin Chen, and her long legs are particularly eye-catching.
This is undoubtedly a mixed-race beauty blessed by God.
Tan Hengxing walked in and said to the female doctor: "Doctor Leng, how are you? Has the situation improved?"
Dr. Leng shook his head and said: "The situation is very bad. Mr. Tan's body functions are severely exhausted, but he is too old to undergo surgery. We can only treat him conservatively, and at most let him live a little longer."
Tan Hengxing's face looked ugly, "How much longer?"
Doctor Leng said: "One year at most."
Tan Hengxing's body was shaken and his face turned pale.
On the other hand, the old man on the hospital bed had a very open-minded expression and said to Tan Hengxing: "Hengxing, life and death are determined by destiny. You cannot force this. No matter how old you are, princes, generals and ministers will all go to their graves. Dad has no regrets in this life. You don't have to."
Too sad.
Tan Hengxing, however, looked unwilling. He had a deep relationship with his father and it was really difficult to accept his father's passing.
Lin Chen actually admired this old man at this time. It was undoubtedly rare to be so open-minded when facing death.
Lin Chen said: "Old man, let me help you figure out your pulse?"
In fact, just by looking at the old man's face and their conversation just now, Lin Chen already knew a lot about the old man's condition, but he still had to take the pulse to make sure nothing went wrong. This was a sign of responsibility for the patient.
The people in the room seemed to be aware of Lin Chen's presence at this moment. Tan Hengxing, who originally looked desperate, seemed to have grasped the last straw and hurriedly said:
;That's right! Little brother, come and show it to my father! Maybe your ancestral prescription really works?
Doctor Leng's face turned ugly after hearing this.
In her ears, these words seemed to say that the professional knowledge she had learned over the years was not as good as the so-called ancestral prescriptions!
Before she could speak, the male doctor next to her took the lead and said:
"Mr. Tan, what do you mean? Dr. Leng returned from Harvard Medical School with a doctorate at the age of twenty-four. If such a genius says he can't be cured, absolutely no one can cure him! You let this guy show off his skills."
If you come to treat your father, you are simply insulting Dr. Leng!
In his words, there was obvious flattery for Dr. Leng, and he smiled at Dr. Leng after speaking.
In fact, all the male doctors in the entire hospital are very fond of this beautiful mixed-race doctor. If they can marry such a woman with perfect internal and external conditions, in their eyes, most of their lives have been successful, and they will laugh out of their dreams.
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Dr. Leng’s voice was cold, with a hint of displeasure, and he said:
"Mr. Tan, I know you are worried about Mr. Tan's condition and seek medical treatment indiscriminately, but you have to think clearly that if Mr. Tan's situation is allowed to be abused by people who don't understand medicine, the situation will only get worse. I am now
It can allow him to live for one more year, but if others treat him randomly, he may not even live for a month by then!
Tan Hengxing was a little angry when he heard the male doctor questioning him at first. With his status, when would it be his turn to be questioned by a young doctor? But now when he heard about the safety of his father, he couldn't help but hesitate,; this...
This move undoubtedly showed that he actually didn't really believe that Lin Chen could cure his father.
In the minds of most people today, Chinese medicine represents backwardness, while Western medicine represents science. The ancient palace doctors were far inferior to the current Ph.D.s from Harvard Medical School.
Not to mention it’s just a so-called ancestral prescription!
Lin Chen couldn't help but frown when he saw that several of them were chattering away for a long time. Tan Hengxing seemed unwilling to allow himself to be treated.
Although Lin Chen is not Leng Dongliu, he was influenced by him in his dream. And who is Leng Dongliu? He is not only a doctor, but also a blood Shura who kills people when he is angry!
Although Lin Chen was not as violent as him, he was still influenced by him.
Leng Dongliu's domineering and domineering attitude was subtle towards Lin Chen in his dream.
Now that he has decided to treat this old man and then ask Tan Hengxing to do him a favor, he will not allow the other party to go back on his words after agreeing!
Lin Chen immediately walked towards the old man, and the male doctor sneered and grabbed his shoulder. Lin Chen's shoulder shook, and the doctor's hand came out of joint with a click, and he screamed.
Everything happened in just an instant. By the time everyone reacted, Lin Chen had already put his hand on the old man's wrist, and the male doctor fell to the ground and screamed.
Tan Hengxing looked at the male doctor who fell to the ground and screamed, and then looked at Lin Chen with a look of shock. Only then did he truly believe that maybe Lin Chen could really save his father.
Doctor Leng didn't even realize what it meant that Lin Chen shook his shoulder and dislocated his hand. After ordering two nurses to take the male doctor for treatment, he angrily yelled at Lin Chen:
;How can you beat someone in the hospital? You are not a doctor at all, but a gangster and a thug!
Lin Chen ignored her and continued to take the old man's pulse. After a while, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, he asked the old man:
"Old man, what did you do before? You have two old injuries in your body that are troublesome. One of them even hurt your heart. If I guessed correctly, both of them should be... gunshot wounds?
The old man, who had seemed very calm and composed from beginning to end, now looked horrified, as if he had seen a ghost during the day.