Tang Shuirou angrily scolded: "You haven't even seen the patient until now, how dare you say 100%?"
"Can you stop being so shameless?"
"Not even a liar would dare to speak so brazenly as you."
Wen Lan's eyes flickered: "I believe in Qin Feng."
She believed in Qin Feng unconditionally and didn't need any reason.
"It's useless for you to believe."
Tang Mingyuan snorted coldly: "Tang Qingqian is my Tang family, your so-called mother is just a name."
"If you fail to take good care of Qing Qian, our Tang family will deprive you of your guardianship rights."
"We are not qualified to point fingers in front of the Tang family and let a trainee doctor with no hair on his head treat Qing Qian!"
"Wen Lan, no matter how awesome you are outside."
"You can't use force to interfere with my Tang family's family affairs, right?"
Tang Mingyuan sneered: "Unless there are others present who can agree, you will kill us all and step on our corpses, otherwise you will never succeed!"
Not only Tang Mingyuan, but also many Tang family members present looked at Wen Lan rather unkindly.
It seems that the resentment is deep and all that is needed is a trigger.
"I agree to let this young man go in and have a look."
In the silent corridor, a dull voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked over, and the middle-aged man who had been standing outside the crowd came over:
"Qin Feng's medical skills have become quite famous outside during this period."
"Many difficult and complicated diseases have been cured. Even if you don't want to be a surgeon, you can go in and have a look."
"After all, one more person brings more strength. No one wants to see anything happen to Qing Qian, right?"
Qin Feng looked confused, he didn't recognize this man.
Yan Zihao's expression changed: "Dad, why are you..."
He winked as hard as he could, never expecting that his father would come out to speak against him at this critical moment.
Qin Feng also showed a surprised expression.
Yan Qing.
The head of the five tigers of the Yan family in Hongshe is also the father of Yan Zihao.
"Treat diseases and save lives without delaying even a second."
Yan Qing looked at Wen Lan: "Mr. Lan, hurry up."
Wen Lan grabbed Qin Feng's hand: "Xiao Feng, I'm all in charge of you."
"snort."
Ichiro Matsumoto snorted: "If you are 100% sure of curing the patient, then wouldn't the next Nobel Prize in Medicine be yours?"
"I can even call you master."
As a member of Tian Chong's team, he enjoys extremely high treatment in China.
No matter how high-ranking officials or noble families they see, they must treat him respectfully and pray for him to save others.
Now that someone is contradicting me in person, I naturally feel very unhappy.
"Get me a pair of soft needles."
Qin Feng dropped his words and rushed directly to the emergency room.
"Presumptuous, presumptuous!"
"Who is he arranging?"
Tang Mingyuan was furious: "Old Yan, what's wrong with you? This man robbed your future daughter-in-law and even beat your son."
"You actually still speak for him? Are you confused?"
"I'm not confused."
"You are the ones who are confused."
Yan Qing's eyes were downcast, and she turned and left the corridor.
Although Qin Feng was fully prepared, he still couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw Tang Qingqian lying on the hospital bed in the emergency room.
She lay there quietly, her body covered with various instruments, tubes and pillows.
The cold white skin was gone, replaced by a speed visible to the naked eye that spread all over her body, causing veins to protrude under her skin, as if they were covered with tree roots.
Although she is in a coma, her elegance and beauty are not diminished.
"Um?"
Qin Feng frowned, came to the bedside and grabbed Tang Qingqian's wrist: "Ziwu needle kills viruses?"
He clearly saw a black line winding on Tang Qingqian's arm, extending from his wrist to his shoulder.
This black line is invisible to most people.
It is hidden among dense veins and blood vessels.
"Has Qing Qian met Zhang Wuji?"
His heart sank, and he was about to pull out the tube on Tang Qingqian's body.
"what happened?"
Ichiro Matsumoto brought people in and immediately shouted: "How can the toxin expand so fast? It has already spread all over the body?"
"And the toxins on your face have gone away?"
He stood by the bed with a horrified look on his face: "Now, I'm afraid I'm not even 30% sure."
"Why does the removal of toxins from the face reduce the confidence?"
Qin Feng turned around and asked.
"This poison is a very weird poison."
"It enters the body in a very special way, blends into the blood, and quickly infects the blood throughout the body."
Ichiro Matsumoto looked fearful: "The way blood in the human body flows is from the heart into the arteries and supplied to the whole body."
"The blood vessels on the face are the most dense and obvious, and they are also closest to the heart."
"Once the toxins in the blood vessels on her face disappear, it means that the toxins in her body have precipitated and entered her internal organs. Even gods may not be able to save her..."
Qin Feng looked at him in surprise. The fact that Ichiro Matsumoto could think of using whole body blood transfusion to treat Tang Qingqian proved that he was no ordinary person.
This was the plan he made for Jiang He at the beginning.
Everyone who had just walked in the door was stunned.
Wen Lan's eyes darkened and she stumbled directly behind her.
"Although I can't cure this person, I had predicted it."
"But of your 10%, how many percent are left now? Is there even 10% left?"
Ichiro Matsumoto's eyes were teasing, stimulating Qin Feng.