Arriving at the hospital ward, when he walked in, Zhang Xiaotian's body suddenly shook as he looked at Zhou Mingyang lying on the hospital bed, and he couldn't help but frown.
Zhou Mingyang's father also stood up at this time and nodded to Zhang Xiaotian.
It can be seen that Zhou Mingyang's father's eyes are red, there are many more wrinkles on his forehead, and he looks much older.
No one would be able to bear such a thing. How could he bear it when his biological son became a vegetative state? Even Zhou Mingyang's father could not bear it even if he had experienced great storms.
In the past few days, he had been thinking in his mind whether he had done too many bad things and was being punished on his son.
He thinks that he is a good person and has never done anything harmful to nature in his life. Even if he did, the retribution should be on himself. His son is innocent.
God is really blind.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm really sorry."
Zhang Xiaotian came to Zhou Mingyang's father and said.
"This has nothing to do with you, it's not your fault."
Zhou Mingyang's father said with a smile, but the smile looked very far-fetched.
"Whether it's my fault or not, if you let Zhou Mingyang follow me, it means you trust me. But something like this happened to Zhou Mingyang. I betrayed your trust."
"Zhang Xiaotian, don't say that, we don't like anything happening to Zhou Mingyang."
Zhou Mingyang's father sighed.
Zhang Xiaotian nodded, not knowing what to say at this time.
"Uncle Zhou, don't think so much for now. I believe Zhou Mingyang will get better slowly."
Tang Tang came over to comfort him.
Zhou Mingyang's father nodded and said nothing. He hoped so in his heart, but that was just hope.
After Zhang Xiaotian arrived at the hospital, no one asked Zhang Xiaotian to treat Zhou Mingyang. It wasn't that he didn't want to take action, but he was worried about whether Zhang Xiaotian had the strength.
After all, even the most famous Chinese and Western doctors in China have come to diagnose him, and the result is that there is no possibility of Zhou Mingyang waking up in his life, which means that Zhou Mingyang will be like this for the rest of his life, until one day he completely dies.
If they ask Zhang Xiaotian for treatment, Zhang Xiaotian has no choice but to do so. Wouldn’t that create trouble for Zhang Xiaotian?
There is no fool here, and no one wants to be confused on this issue.
Zhang Xiaotian came to Zhou Mingyang's hospital bed, checked his pulse, and immediately looked at Zhou Mingyang's eyelids, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
"Brother Xiaotian, how are you?"
Seeing Zhang Xiaotian checking Zhou Mingyang, Huo Feiteng hurriedly came over.
"His condition is very bad and it's hard to say yet."
Zhang Xiaotian frowned.
Hearing this, Huo Feiteng and Zhou Mingyang's father looked even more grim.
Although they didn't say it just now, for them, Zhang Xiaotian is their last life-saving straw.
If even Zhang Xiaotian can't do anything, then Zhou Mingyang's death sentence will undoubtedly be announced.
After Zhang Xiaotian saw their expressions, he smiled calmly and said, "I'm not saying there's nothing we can do. Why do you all have such expressions?"
"That's right, I have confidence in Brother Xiaotian anyway."
Dao Wushuang smiled calmly.
Are you kidding me? Zhang Xiaotian can even refine high-grade elixirs. As long as the other party is not dead, there must be a way to cure him.
Anyway, that's what Dao Wushuang thought in his heart.
"Okay, don't worry anymore."
After Zhang Xiaotian said this, he looked at Zhou Mingyang's father and asked, "By the way, Uncle Zhou, can I see the doctor in charge of Zhou Mingyang?"
Although he didn't know what Zhang Xiaotian wanted to do, Zhou Mingyang's father still nodded and said: "For this Vincenti, I will call Director Ma over now."
Zhang Xiaotian nodded, and Huo Feiteng followed Zhou Mingyang's father out of the ward.
"Brother Xiaotian, do you really have a way?"
Tang Tang asked.
Zhang Xiaotian glanced at Tang Tang and said seriously: "It's not sure yet because I haven't figured out the specific situation yet, but don't worry, as long as Zhou Mingyang is not dead, I can make him stand up."
If this sentence came out of other people's mouth, no one would believe it, but when it came out of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth, for some reason, it made them think it was true.
After all, he is a man who is good at creating miracles, and his words have never been fulfilled.
Soon a middle-aged man in a white coat walked in, followed by Zhou Mingyang's father and Huo Feiteng.
After seeing Zhang Xiaotian, Director Ma hurriedly came to Zhang Xiaotian and held Zhang Xiaotian's hand.
"Are you Mr. Zhang?"
Director Ma said with excitement.
Judging from the age of Director Ma, he is almost the same age as Zhou Mingyang's father.
"Yes, I am Zhang Xiaotian."
Zhang Xiaotian nodded.
Seeing the excitement in the other person's eyes, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but be confused. After all, this was his first time meeting Director Ma.
"Hello, I am Ma Guoshuai, Zhou Mingyang's chief physician. I know you. Your medical skills are really amazing. I also know Mr. Gao's disease. I thought he...but you cured him.
It’s really amazing that he was finally brought back from hell.”
Director Ma said excitedly.
When Zhang Xiaotian heard this, he finally understood that the Mr. Gao the other party mentioned was Zhou Mingyang's father.
Director Ma had gone to Gao's house for treatment before. He was almost certain that Gao's father wouldn't live long. But who would have thought that within a few days, Gao's father would be standing in front of him. After he checked, he was shocked.
For several days, he never thought that his father Gao's illness was completely cured.
Neither Chinese nor Western medicine could find the cause of Zhou Mingyang's father's illness, but he was finally cured by Zhang Xiaotian. This is simply a medical miracle.
Zhang Xiaotian smiled lightly, and he understood why the other party knew him.
"Director Ma, I would like to ask, what is Zhou Mingyang's situation now?"
Zhang Xiaotian asked.
Although he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he has to admit that the instruments of Western medicine are still very useful and convenient for testing. Hearing, smelling, asking and doing tests may not be that accurate, but those instruments will not deceive people. Just to be safe,
One, it would be good for him to ask.
Hearing Zhang Xiaotian ask this, Director Ma also became serious.
He pondered for a moment and then said, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you come to my office so that we can have a detailed chat."
"no problem."
Zhang Xiaotian nodded.
I followed Director Ma to an office. Soon the door of the office was opened and an old man walked in, followed by a group of young doctors.
Seeing this, Director Ma stood up in a hurry: "Dean, you are here."
Zhang Xiaotian was a little surprised and stood up. This was the minimum respect for others. After all, he was already his age and could be considered an elder.
"Hello Mr. Zhang, I finally met you today."
The dean said with a smile.
"Hello, Dean, are you here to see me?"
Zhang Xiaotian asked curiously.
"Yes, I just received the notice that you came to our hospital, so I rushed over immediately. I admire your medical skills very much. It's true that heroes come from young."
The dean said with a smile.
In fact, Zhang Xiaotian felt a little helpless. He just wanted to hear about Zhou Mingyang's condition, but he didn't expect that the dean would come over and praise him as soon as he came, which made him a little uncomfortable.
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. Even if Zhang Xiaotian was unhappy, he didn't say anything, otherwise he would be ignorant.
"By the way, Mr. Zhang, are you here because of Zhou Mingyang's condition?"
the dean asked.
Zhang Xiaotian nodded and said, "Yes, I just planned to learn about the condition from Director Ma."
"I see."
The dean nodded, looked at Director Ma and said, "Xiao Ma, you must admire Mr. Zhang from now on. No matter what request Mr. Zhang makes, you must satisfy it. If you cannot satisfy it, just tell me and I will do it again."