Mr. Xue has been ill for four or five years, and he has always been in a vegetative state.
However, after observations by many well-known medical experts and the world's most advanced instruments, it was discovered that Mr. Xue was not brain dead, but had entered a state of sleep.
In recent years, many medical experts have been invited to diagnose and treat the disease through various advanced instruments, but no one has been able to find out what the disease is, so no one dares to prescribe medicine.
If you treat the disease without prescribing the right medicine, you will never be able to achieve the expected results.
I'm afraid of procrastination when it comes to serious illness, not to mention it has been delayed for several years.
Xu Jia put his hand on Mr. Xue's pulse and felt that the other person's pulse was beating normally and did not look sick at all.
He frowned and used another wrist to check his pulse.
Lei Jianfeng, Hong Gang, and the maid standing next to Xu Jia were all waiting nervously and anxiously.
Lei Jianfeng has pinned all his hopes on Xu Jia. During the five thousand years of China, there have been many miracle doctors, such as Bian Que, Li Shizhen and so on.
However, due to historical turmoil, many valuable medical skills have been lost.
Now that two miraculous medical skills have appeared in Xu Jia's body, Lei Jianfeng is really surprised.
Time is getting increasingly urgent. Half a month has passed since the time given by Mr. Xue, but there is still no result.
If the deadline is reached, Mr. Xue can tell everyone in the Second Courtyard to get out with just one word.
At the entrance of the eighth floor...
Director Zhao came over with several high-level experts from the hospital. After showing their IDs, the guard at the door let them in.
As soon as they entered Mr. Xue's room, Dean Zhao was about to speak, but Hong Gang stopped him and reminded him in a low voice: "Doctor Xu is treating Mr. Xue. I hope you will be quiet and don't disturb him."
What Hong Gang said was Mr. Xue's order. Dean Zhao did not dare to say more and nodded quickly and looked to the side of the hospital bed. At this time, a young man was taking Mr. Xue's pulse.
Liu Zheng also followed in, and behind Dean Zhao, he murmured in a low voice: "Dean Zhao, that's the wandering doctor I'm talking about. Look, he's treating Mr. Xue again. Don't let him get into trouble.
, otherwise we will really be done playing.”
Dean Zhao nodded, "Let's take a look and then talk."
Dean Zhao also wanted to step forward to stop him and ask him who the young man Hong Gang called him was.
But the young man's ability is not very clear yet. If his treatment is delayed and the Xue family blames him later, it will be troublesome.
As time passed by, Xu Jia kept checking Mr. Xue's pulse, over and over again.
Mr. Xue's condition is very strange.
His vitality is strong, but he just can't get up and move.
Moreover, he is now in a temporary coma.
"call!"
Five minutes later, Xu Jia exhaled and stood up, his expression not very good.
He looked at Lei Jianfeng and everyone else with a different expression, "Mr. Xue's condition is very strange. According to my many years of experience in treating people, a certain nerve must have been compressed to cause him to look like this."
Liu Zheng smiled in his heart and suddenly became excited, "Aren't you talking nonsense? What you said, our experts have already given the answer, can you say something useful? Aren't you very capable? You have the ability to treat Mr. Xue
Cure it."
"Shut up!" Hong Gang shouted coldly, gave Liu Zheng a hard look, and then asked Xu Jia, "Miracle doctor, do you have any way to cure me?"
"Can you give me a day to go back and think about it? After one day, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
In fact, Xu Jia is somewhat sure, but he still needs to go back and think about it.
Treating diseases and saving people cannot be rushed, it needs to be considered slowly.
"I think he is not sure. After one day, he will definitely not come tomorrow."
Liu Zheng held back his anger and said sinisterly in the dean's ear.
Dean Zhao was also worried about this, but Hong Gang didn't say anything. He couldn't say much and had to watch Xu Jia and Lei Jianfeng leave.
When Xu Jia arrived downstairs, Lei Jianfeng arranged a car to take him back to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, Xu Jia found Lu Yanan sleeping on the bed with a large font.
Xu Jia shook his head, smiled bitterly, and sat quietly on the sofa without disturbing him.
He stretched out his hand in front of himself, and a book appeared, with the words White Bone Golden Immortal written on it.
This book is a book he wrote in the fairy world based on his accumulated medical experience over thousands of years. Now he wants to open it to see if there are any relevant records in it that are similar to Mr. Xue's condition.
…
He didn't sleep a wink all night, and finally found some valuable prescriptions.
"Ah, I slept so soundly!"
Lu Yanan sat up from the bed, yawned, and squinted his eyes, feeling sleepy.
"Oh, Xu Jia, when did you come back? How is that patient? You are so great, you saved the patient in just a few seconds. When I went out to look for you, I was amazed to hear what they said.
"
Lu Yanan walked to Xu Jia's side and hugged his neck with two big hands, the tenderness in front of her eyes.
She regretted not seeing such a handsome side of Xu Jia. She curled her lips and whispered softly, "I should have gone out with you. You must be very handsome when you treat people, right?"
"I'm not only handsome when I'm treating patients, I'm the most handsome in bed."
Xu Jia smiled evilly, held Lu Yanan in his arms, and placed a paw on Lu Yanan's body uneasily.
Lu Yanan felt as if her body had been electrocuted, her whole body felt inexplicably hot, her face was red, and her heartbeat was pounding.
"Since we didn't have a good time yesterday, did we do it this morning? I heard that morning exercise is good for the body. Do you want to do more?"
Xu Jia picked up Lu Yanan and smiled evilly.
"You are bad!"
Lu Yanan's face turned red, she bit her lips shyly, closed her eyes slightly, and waited quietly for Xu Jia's favor.
…
At eight o'clock in the morning, the hospital staff went to work one after another, and Lei Jianfeng was sorting documents in the office. At this time, Dean Zhao called.
"Hey, Vice President Lei, come to my office."
"Okay, right away!"
Lei Jianfeng agreed, hung up the phone, stood up and left his office, walked to the door of Dean Zhao's office, and knocked politely.
The word "please come in" came from inside, and he slowly walked in, "What do you want from me?"
"Actually, it's not a big deal. I want to ask you, is that young man sure about Mr. Xue's illness? I heard that he is a traveling doctor with no qualifications. If something happens, I'm afraid..."
Dean Zhao said to Lei Jianfeng worriedly.
Dean Zhao's concern is understandable. After all, Mr. Xue's identity is unusual. If there is any mistake, there will be a risk of losing his head.
"Old Zhao, we have been partners for many years. You should know what kind of person I am, right? I am sure of this matter. If something happens, I will take care of it."
Lei Jianfeng is a meticulous person who treats his work very rigorously. There is no need to question his character.
but……
Dean Zhao sighed silently, still feeling very uneasy in his heart.
"What I'm most worried about is the ability of that doctor. I'm not doubting you. Don't get me wrong."
Dean Zhao explained.
"Yeah, I know." Lei Jianfeng thought for a moment and frowned, "Old Zhao, have you heard of the Eight Moxibustion Dragon Scriptures?"
Eight Moxibustion Dragon Classics?
After hearing this, Dean Zhao opened his mouth into an O shape, "Are you talking about the long-lost Eight Moxibustion Dragon Scriptures of your Lei family?"
"Yes!" Lei Jianfeng replied.
Dean Zhao is very familiar with the Lei family's Eight Moxibustion Dragon Classics, which is a long-lost acupuncture therapy that occupies a very important position in the world of traditional Chinese medicine.
"The wandering doctor you are talking about used the Eight Moxibustion Dragon Sutra on the dying patient who needed emergency treatment yesterday."
"ah?"
Dean Zhao's face darkened, obviously in disbelief.
"Didn't you say that the Eight Moxibustion Dragon Scriptures have been lost for a century?"
"No, it has been lost. He was obtained by chance. Of course, I didn't dare to take him to Mr. Xue's ward based on the Eight Moxibustion Dragon Sutras alone. The most important thing is that he can actually break bones...
"
As soon as these words came out, Dean Zhao could no longer sit still and stood up from his chair with an expression of disbelief on his face.
The art of breaking bones!
It is a miraculous medical skill, it is like a myth.
"He can break bones?"
Dean Zhao asked in surprise.
"Yes, but I can guarantee that in addition to the art of breaking bones, he also has many magical medical skills. If my guess is correct, he will be able to treat Mr. Xue today."
Lei Jianfeng promised swornly.
Lei Jianfeng's contact with Xu Jia was very short, but he was very optimistic about Xu Jia's character.
He is a conscientious and capable doctor, much nobler than those so-called great Chinese doctors.
The reason why Xu Jia did not start treatment immediately was that he needed to confirm something.
Xu Jia would never talk about anything he was unsure about. He said that if he was given one day, he would definitely be able to get everything done today.
Dean Zhao couldn't believe it and said he wanted to see with his own eyes whether Xu Jia was as powerful as Lei Jianfeng said.
"Is he here?"
Dean Zhao asked with concern.
"not yet."
Lei Jianfeng replied.
"Oh, okay, I'll leave this matter to you. If he is really as powerful as you say, no matter what we think of later, we must keep him in our second hospital."
Dean Zhao chatted with Lei Jianfeng for a while and felt much better.
Lei Jianfeng does not seem to be a random person. Dean Zhao has no confidence in Xu Jia, but he believes in Lei Jianfeng's vision.
"Haha, if we keep this talent in our second hospital, it won't be a problem for Chinese medicine to shine again."
Dean Zhao is also very concerned about the inheritance and promotion of traditional Chinese medicine culture. The two of them have been good friends since college. They study traditional Chinese medicine together. Their biggest hope is to spread traditional Chinese medicine to every corner of the world.
In the hotel room, after a storm, Xu Jia lay down contentedly, and Lu Yanan lay in Xu Jia's arms like a docile kitten.
Xu Jia took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and enjoyed it very much. "We will set off immediately. Mr. Xue's condition cannot be delayed any longer." (To be continued)