Ye Chen felt very unhappy at this time. He had just come here and was ridiculed by others for no reason. No one would be happy.
"Who is this old gentleman?"
Ye Chen asked with a puzzled look.
"My father, Song Zhiru, is a famous Song miracle doctor in China."
Song Zixing said with a proud face.
"Is it famous? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Nowadays, anyone really dares to claim to be a miracle doctor."
"You are rude and extremely arrogant."
Song Zhiru's expression changed and he cursed angrily.
"Since this old gentleman claims to be the miracle doctor of Song Dynasty, can you cure this disease?"
Ye Chen pointed at Liang He who was lying on the hospital bed and said calmly.
"Liang He's illness is strange and unpredictable. The cause cannot be found. Not to mention my father, no one in China can cure it."
Song Zixing snorted coldly and said lightly.
"Then I'm really sorry. You can't cure it, but I can."
Ye Chen snorted coldly and said lightly.
"What? Can you cure it?"
Song Zixing was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "You brat, this is not a place where you can talk nonsense."
As a military doctor, Michelle naturally knew how difficult this disease was to treat. She touched Ye Chen's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Ye Chen, can you do it?"
The Dragon King's face became serious at this time, and he asked in a deep voice: "Ye Chen, is what you said true?"
"To be honest, Ye Chen is the young man I want to recommend."
Li Liang pointed at Ye Chen and said with a smile: "I saw Ye Chen's medical skills in Zhonghai. It was really eye-opening for me."
"Senior Dragon King, would I still tell lies in front of you? Not to mention 100% certainty, but 80% chance."
Ye Chen said with a smile.
A flash of light flashed in the Dragon King's eyes, and he laughed and said: "80%, that's enough, Ye Chen, if you save Liang He, my Dragon Soul owes you a favor."
"Senior Dragon King, you're welcome. The country's affairs are my business."
Ye Chen coughed twice and said righteously. In fact, he was already happy in his heart.
Dragon Soul is the most mysterious organization in China. It is extremely powerful. The Dragon King is a master at the Grand Master level. They owe them a favor. This trip is well worth it.
"Who is your master? I want to see who taught a disciple like you."
Song Zhiru looked at Ye Chen coldly, his eyes full of anger.
"I don't have a master, I am self-taught."
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said casually.
"Self-taught? Are you kidding me?"
Song Zixing was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Doctors are no different from other professions. If you want to grow into an outstanding doctor, you must not only have famous teachers to lead the way, but also have rich medical experience.
Song Zixing comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He has been studying medical skills since he was a child. He only mastered Chinese and Western medical skills when he was in his thirties. This is Song Zixing's extraordinary talent.
A young man like Ye Chen, without a master to lead the way, and without rich medical experience, is simply a rookie, how dare he treat people in Dragon Soul?
Where did this idiot come from? It's just nonsense.
"Are you kidding me? Am I familiar with you?"
Ye Chen curled his lips and said lightly.
"Okay, very good. I want to see how you heal Liang He. Don't lose your life if you can't cure the disease by then."
Song Zixing showed a sneer on his face and said gloomily.
"You two don't have to worry about it."
Ye Chen said calmly.
"Will Ye Xiaozi use the seven-star lantern again this time?"
Li Liang said anxiously.
"We won't need the seven-star lamp this time."
Ye Chen shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I have my own way."
Any method that changes one's life against the will of heaven will be punished by heaven, and the power of this punishment is determined by the strength of the caster and the difficulty of changing one's life against the heavens. With Liang He's current condition, if Ye Chen uses the seven-star life-extending method
, even he himself is not sure that he can withstand the power of divine punishment.
Liang He's condition was very serious, so Ye Chen didn't say anything more, turned around and walked into the ward next to him.
"Ye Chen, you haven't put on protective clothing yet."
Zhuque was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly.
"I don't need to use that thing."
Ye Chen waved his hand and walked directly into the ward.
Ye Chen's arrogant words made many famous doctors in the ward look unhappy.
They are all famous doctors not only in China, but also in the medical community of the entire world. So many professionals have issued critical illness notices. How can you, a young man who knows nothing, say that he can be cured?
What a joke.
"Dragon King, do you really let this young man act nonsense?"
Song Zhiru looked at the Dragon King and said with an unhappy expression.
"Song Zhiru, what is nonsense? I know Ye Xiaozi is a person who never talks big words. Since he said it can be cured, then he is sure."
Li Liang snorted coldly and said lightly.
"You two, stop arguing now. Now that things have reached this point, we can only let Ye Chen give it a try."
The Dragon King sighed and said in a deep voice.
"That's all I've said. I hope you won't regret it, Dragon King."
Song Zhiru narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I want to see what this young man is capable of."
Ye Chen walked into the ward at this time. Under the light, Liang He was lying on the hospital bed with livid skin, and faint black spots formed a strange pattern on his body.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and he took a deep breath. A ray of energy penetrated into Liang He's body. Sure enough, as Suzaku said, there was nothing wrong with his body and he was as healthy as a normal person's body. But the vitality in Liang He's body is getting weaker and weaker, even reaching the limit of life. It won't be long before the vitality in Liang He's body dissipates, and he will truly die.
At this time, there was a strange energy in his body that was devouring his life.
In his body, Ye Chen felt the remaining power of the Dragon King, which should be to suppress this strange power in Liang He, but the effect was minimal.
"Is that the reason?"
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and activated his perspective to the extreme. A ray of vitality appeared in his eyes, and a light flashed past.
As Ye Chen activated his perspective to the extreme, a black shadow slowly appeared on Liang He's sight.
This black shadow stuck tightly to Liang He's body, as if it had spiritual intelligence. Under Ye Chen's gaze, the black shadow exuded an extremely sinister aura and passed into Ye Chen's body, but it was blocked by his body.
The Yuan Power strangles and crushes.
"It is really the breath of a curse. This level of curse power should be a head-lowering technique personally performed by an innate-level head-lowering master."
Ye Chen's expression changed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.