Chapter 1110: Doing What Everyone Thinks Is Impossible
Under everyone's fiery gaze, Yang Haoran returned to the hospital bed.
The patient on the hospital bed didn't seem to have any changes.
It was different from when he was pushed here before, as motionless as a dead person.
If I have to say anything about a change, it would be that the color on my body is heavier and looks a bit darker.
That's right, it's the color of a dead person, not the color of a normal person after getting better.
Yang Haoran stretched out the index finger of his right hand and lightly tapped the patient's forehead.
What outsiders can't see is that Yang Haoran's finger actually contains a trace of his own thoughts.
The horse not far away was always sneering, with malicious eyes.
"Mysterious! I wonder what else he can do?"
In the hospital office, Shang Xuelin looked solemn.
"What on earth is this guy doing? Why are you still so calm now?"
Shi Quanlang laughed loudly from the side.
"Brother, why are you still worried? It's really unfounded.
I have to say that this young man can be considered a talent.
At the very least, his psychological quality is so strong that it is difficult for ordinary people to compare with him.
But that's all. He is just delaying for a little longer to give himself more excuses.
I bet it won't have any effect."
While Shi Quanlang was talking nonsense, his eyes were still on the screen.
The images transmitted back from the scene were very clear and smooth.
He had just finished speaking and had not yet calmed down.
The original smile on his face suddenly solidified, and then turned into surprise.
Then, Shi Quanlang, who was sitting firmly on his chair, suddenly stood up from his seat.
His eyes were wide open, staring at the picture on the screen in disbelief, and his whole body began to tremble.
"How is it possible? This is impossible?
This is not common sense. How did he do it?
Oh my god, something must be wrong here!"
Not only Shi Quanlang, but also Shang Xuelin beside him was trembling all over.
The scene they saw in front of them was so shocking that it had a strong impact on their long-held concepts.
The patient who they all thought was certain to die actually woke up!
At this moment, there was silence near the RV in the parking lot, as if they were afraid of damaging something by making any noise.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the hospital bed behind the RV.
The dead patient woke up, raised his head, and looked around with extremely complicated and blank eyes.
"Wake up! Actually woke up! Is this a god?"
"It's hard to say whether he is a god or not, but this young man definitely has magic skills. It's amazing!
It’s like a resurrection from the dead, a wonderful rejuvenation!”
"No wonder I dared to say such arrogant words before. I deserve my reputation and deserve my reputation!"
Ma Changzai's head buzzed, as if it was about to explode.
He looked in the direction of Yang Haoran like a fool, suspecting that his eyes were hallucinating.
Ma Changzai stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, then looked over again.
My heart pounded, as if all my strength had been drained from my body in an instant.
I felt dizzy, and my limbs began to feel weak and limp.
Fortunately, the two doctors on the side had quick hands and eyes to support him, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
Yang Haoran still had a calm expression, his playful eyes swept around, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc.
This is just the beginning. Since we want to shock the world, we must be more thorough.
Yang Haoran looked at the ignorant patient and said calmly: "You can try to stand up."
Yang Haoran's words reached the patient's ears as if full of magic.
Seeing the patient's body shake.
Then, like a robot that had received instructions, it started moving without hesitation.
The patient who was originally lying flat on the hospital bed, his upper body bounced up like a spring, and he was instantly sitting on the hospital bed.
Just such a seemingly ordinary action has caused an uproar at this moment.
The entire parking lot was boiling, and everyone began to become fanatical.
"A miracle, just a miracle! He stood up!"
"Quickly, write an article for me as soon as possible. Our website must seize the first page!
If you can make a big splash, let’s do it in one fell swoop!”
"Inform the family and bring the old man over.
The old man can be saved, and there is a miracle doctor here, so why worry about not being able to recover?"
The two doctors who were supporting Ma Changzai were also a little distracted, and even forgot about Ma Changzai.
Ma Changzai was completely stunned, and his body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
He had promised before that he would give Yang Haoran an official hospital banner.
If you really do this, the Natural Gate will be completely stepped on by this young man!
When he did things before, he did it entirely on his own initiative and did not get the consent of others.
Now that things have taken a turn for the worst, he is the culprit!
Natural Gate will definitely not let him go, he is completely finished!
Inside the hospital office, there was also an anxious atmosphere.
Shang Xuelin's face was extremely ugly, and he kept walking back and forth, walking very fast.
"What should we do now? That bastard Ma Changzai just made a promise.
Do we really want to send him an official banner?
If that happens, the reputation of our Natural Gate Medical Hall will be completely ruined!"
Shi Quanlang was no longer as calm as before, and was equally anxious.
"How did he do it? What was his purpose?
This is the most important thing, senior brother, I think we need to get in touch with him!"
Shang Xuelin stopped and frowned in thought.
It is indeed necessary to meet that young man 2 and have a good talk.
The only thing that troubled Shang Xuelin was Ma Chang's previous promise.
Is it going to be cashed out?
If it is not fulfilled, it will be said in public.
Even if the responsibility is placed on Ma Chang Zai alone, it is difficult to explain to outsiders.
But do we really want to give that young man such a pennant?
Wouldn’t it be natural to slap yourself in the face?
Shang Xuelin's face was gloomy and he told Shi Quanlang his dilemma.
"Junior brother, in your opinion, what should we do more appropriately?"
Shi Quanlang's eyes moved back and forth, looking extremely cunning.
"Haha, this is easy to handle.
At this stage, you absolutely cannot come forward.
Since it was Ma Changzai who dug the trap, let Ma Changzai block it himself!
Making banners always takes time, right? Let Ma Changzai call the young man to the hospital first.
Isn’t it up to us to decide whether we will give this banner to others in the future?”
Shang Xuelin's eyes lit up and he nodded frequently.