"Don't you believe in my medical skills and call me a liar?"
Gu Junlin was unmoved and asked deliberately.
Well......
Qiao Mingyu's face suddenly turned red, and anger arose in his heart.
Who is this Gu Junlin? He dares to speak in such a tone to him, the eldest young master of the Qiao family.
But now that grandpa is in danger, Qiao Mingyu can't care so much, so he can only say with a smile:
"Well, Mr. Gu, I misunderstood you before. Don't be angry. Now everything is mainly about saving my grandfather's life."
Gu Junlin originally had the intention of saving people, but when he saw Qiao Mingyu apologizing, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore and nodded: "Lead the way, I'll go check on your grandfather's illness."
In the ward, Mr. Qiao is still unconscious.
The Qiao family vented all their anger on Dr. He.
At this moment, Doctor He was on pins and needles, and could only feel Mr. Qiao's heartbeat from time to time to comfort himself.
Among the people at the scene, He Qiongtai was the one who most hoped that Gu Junlin would arrive soon.
"Everyone give in. I've invited Mr. Gu over and asked him to treat grandpa."
At this moment, Qiao Mingyu shouted and led Gu Junlin and others to the door of the ward.
Gu Junlin glanced at Mr. Qiao on the hospital bed, and anger suddenly welled up in his heart.
This He Qiongtai is simply a mess of treatment.
If he just uses the wrong medicine, Gu Junlin is still 70-80% sure that Mr. Qiao can recover.
This guy actually used a silver needle to cut off Mr. Qiao's heart. Although this would prevent him from vomiting blood, it would make Mr. Qiao's injuries worse and it would be extremely difficult to treat him.
"Who gave Mr. Qiao acupuncture randomly?"
Gu Junlin shouted loudly.
Full of energy.
The Qiao family all looked at Gu Junlin with puzzled expressions.
After He Qiongtai pricked him with a silver needle, Mr. Qiao stopped vomiting blood. Isn't this wrong?
"I pierced it, is there anything wrong with it?"
He Qiongtai stood up, blushing and stammering.
"Incompetent bungler."
Gu Junlin snorted coldly, quickly walked into the room, and gently pressed his right hand on Mr. Qiao's abdomen.
The few silver needles that He Qiongtai stuck into Mr. Qiao's chest were all shaken to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Junlin also took out a box of silver needles.
Two needles were inserted near Mr. Qiao's temples.
Two more needles in the arms...
A hand pressed on Mr. Qiao's forehead, and a faint white light quickly penetrated into Mr. Qiao's body.
Seeing this, He Qiongtai was not angry but breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good now, Gu Junlin finally took over.
Mr. Qiao's life or death has nothing to do with him.
Gu Junlin's movements were so fast that it was dizzying. Before the Qiao family could react, he had already completed the injection.
Such rash actions are not what a mature doctor should do in the eyes of the Qiao family.
At the very least, you have to inquire about the patient's condition or feel the pulse before you dare to treat the patient.
Could it be that Gu Junlin is really a liar?
A moment of silence.
Mrs. Qiao finally reacted, took a step forward, and shouted:
"Gu Junlin, what are you doing? Are you saving people or killing people?"
While he was talking, Mr. Qiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly sat up and spit out a mouthful of black blood into the washbasin under the bed.
At this time, everyone in Qiao's family exploded.
"Gu Junlin, you beast, stop it."
"Just now, my grandpa obviously stopped vomiting blood. When I gave you a treatment, he vomited blood again."
"You don't know how to treat people at all."
Gu Junlin turned a deaf ear and easily put away the four silver needles stuck in Mr. Qiao's body and said calmly:
"Fortunately, we arrived in time and Mr. Qiao's illness was finally cured."
After hearing this.
The Qiao family was even more angry.
This kid Gu Junlin is so shameless.
People treated him for vomiting blood and said he was cured.
If Mr. Qiao's illness could be cured so easily, the Qiao family wouldn't have to search hard for famous doctors.
"Comfortable. Comfortable. My lungs feel much better."
At this moment, Mr. Qiao's voice suddenly echoed throughout the room.
It was so full of energy that it didn't sound like a sick person could make it.
After saying these words, Mr. Qiao seemed to be startled by his own voice. He looked back at the family members in the room and said in surprise:
"What are you doing here? I just dreamed of playing chess with King Yama. I was about to lose."
"Suddenly a light appeared above my head, and I came back inexplicably!"
After the Qiao family members were stunned for a moment, they were suddenly pleasantly surprised.
Look at the old man's energy, he doesn't look like a patient. Normal people are not as energetic as him.
Not only can I get to know my family, but I can even make jokes.
Didn't Gu Junlin brag that he really cured the old man?
"Grandpa, how are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable on your body?" Qiao Jingyun has been waiting beside the hospital bed, being the closest to him, and was the first to rush up and ask.
"Yes, old man, if you feel something is wrong, just say it quickly, we are all here and we will definitely find a solution for you."
Old Mrs. Qiao rushed over second.
"I feel very good. I have never been so energetic." Mr. Qiao laughed.
Hearing this, Qiao's family was even more overjoyed.
Even He Qiongtai let out a sigh of relief and looked at Gu Junlin with curiosity.
Could it be that this guy is really Zhou Yan's master?
Just when everyone was cheering for Mr. Qiao's condition to improve, Gu Junlin once again did something shocking.
There was a crash.
Gu Junlin directly pulled open the thick curtains hanging on the window, and even made a hole in the wooden boards nailed outside.
A ray of sunlight followed the hole and directly hit Mr. Qiao's face.
"Ah, don't open the window, I can't see the light." Mr. Qiao subconsciously covered his face with his hands and shouted.
The Qiao family also subconsciously yelled and cursed at Gu Junlin.
"Gu Junlin, what are you doing, do you want to kill our head of the Qiao family?"
"Don't you know that our master's illness prevents him from seeing the sun?"
"Please see clearly before speaking."
Gu Junlin pointed to Mr. Qiao's arms and face calmly:
"I just said that I have cured Mr. Qiao's rare leukemia. Now he can go out and bask in the sun like a normal person, instead of huddled in this dark room all the time."
When the Qiao family heard this, they were once again shocked and turned to look at Mr. Qiao again.
But I was surprised to find it.
Mr. Qiao's hands and face were intact.
No longer will small blisters or even ulcers appear when exposed to the sun as before.
This is simply a miracle!
The most excited one among them was Mr. Qiao. He kept touching his face, neck, and wrists like a child, laughing with joy:
"Well, my disease is really cured, and I can finally go out and bask in the sun like a normal person."
"Oh my God, this tormenting strange disease is finally cured."
