"Cure?" The doctor heard Lin Xueyan's bad attitude answer, and he was not angry at this time. He asked in surprise. He had only been gone for less than an hour before the patient was cured. How could it be? Even the most famous cardiologist in the country could not do it.

"Doctor, please check again to see if there is any problem?" Wang Tianyuan, who was following the doctor, had already walked in. Seeing the doctor's expression of embarrassment and surprise, he hurriedly said, since he is still in the hospital, there is no need to have a displeasure with the doctor.

"This is natural, this is natural." The doctor said quickly. At this time, the doctor's heart was already full of doubts, so he naturally had to have a clear examination. When he heard Wang Tianyuan's words, he hurriedly called the nurse in and began to arrange for an electrocardiogram, measure his blood pressure, and start a series of examinations.

After being busy for about thirty minutes, the doctor stopped. Looking at the examination results in his hand, the shock in his heart was even more extreme. At this time, various examination results showed that the patient's indicators were basically normal. Although he still had some symptoms of congenital heart disease, the situation at this time was definitely discharged. After all, even if the surgery was performed, it would not be possible to achieve such good results.

"Is that?" The doctor looked at the examination results in his hand and suddenly remembered the situation when Wang Zhi was checking when he came in just now. He was shocked and couldn't help but think, but seeing Wang Zhinianqing's face, the doctor left this thought away, hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Which professor came here to treat it just now."

"Haha, the professor dare not take it, he just learned some medical skills." Hearing the doctor's question, Wang Zhi smiled slightly, stood up and said, "I don't know if we can be discharged from the hospital now. We are poor people and cannot afford the surgery fee." Wang Zhi didn't know that the hospital had already planned to have the surgery first, and was still angry at the doctor's words just now. In addition to the things Qian Senhu said to him just night, Wang Zhi's tone was a little unkind at this moment.

"Ah! It's really you, how is this possible?" The doctor heard Wang Zhi's sarcastic tone, but he couldn't care about embarrassment and anger. Instead, he was extremely surprised. The patient was really cured by the young man in front of him, but what method was he using? It was impossible to have surgery. It was such a short time, and the patient should have never left the ward. If the surgery was impossible, but what method was used? The doctor thought about suddenly recalling the patient's big acupoints when he was examining the patient just now, and couldn't help but exclaim again: "You are using acupuncture."

Wang Zhi looked at the doctor, didn't say anything, and squatted to the edge of the bed again. Looking at Jingyi's somewhat confused look on the bed, he said unkindly: "Okay, I think we should be discharged from the hospital, hurry up and go through the procedures. Through the doctor's brief examination and current words, the smart Jingyi has already doubted her condition. Wang Zhi doesn't want the doctor to continue asking questions.

But Wang Zhi wanted to hide it, but the facts went against his wishes. At this moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties hurriedly walked in from outside the door. As soon as he came in, he asked angrily: "What's going on? Why has the patient not had surgery? Zhang Qiao, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man who came in was Han Zhixin, the director of the Third Affiliated Hospital of Nanrao City. Han Zhixin was born in a remote mountain village. With his own efforts and diligence, he stepped to the position of the President of the Third Affiliated Hospital. Therefore, he understood the difficulties of poor families. After becoming the president, he has always been kind to poor patients. He tried his best to help some critically ill patients in their families. However, as Wang Zhi thought before, the Third Affiliated Hospital and the Central Hospital are all public hospitals, and the various rules in them are from

It has been a long time since Han Zhixin can not change it alone. Han Zhixin also knows this. As long as it is not too much, he turns a blind eye. Only by caring and understanding the situation as much as possible can he have the regulations that a critically ill patient must know if he wants to be discharged from the hospital. When he received a call from Zhang Qiao just now, Han Zhixin guessed that he was a poor patient and rushed over. He originally thought that with his own explanation, Zhang Qiao should have started the operation at this time, but he didn't expect to be still here.

"The situation of this president has changed a little." Seeing Han Zhixin coming in angrily, Zhang Qiao hurriedly smiled and said, Zhang Qiao was still very afraid of the president Han Zhixin. Although Han Zhixin has a bad background and has no background, because of his superb medical skills, he has been related to many powerful people in recent years. Even the governor of Jiangnan Province has a good impression of Han Zhixin. This leads to the fact that although some Han Zhixin's regulations have touched the interests of some people, they are still as stable as a mountain in the position of the president.

"What's the situation?" Han Zhixin frowned. At this time, he also saw something abnormal. Although he was standing at the door and was blocked by Wang Zhi, he couldn't see clearly Wang Jingyi's condition on the bed, but seeing Wang Tianyuan and Xu Xiaoran and others next to him, he also knew that the patient's condition had improved.

"The thing is this...that..." Zhang Qiao whispered to Han Zhixin. When he spoke, he felt a little unreal.

"What you said is true. Did you make any mistakes in your initial inspection?" Hearing Zhang Qiao's words, Han Zhixin's brows gradually frowned and asked in a deep voice. Han Zhixin was also quite suspicious of this situation.

"That's right. We will have detailed examinations for this critically ill patient, and the young man just admitted that he had treatment." Zhang Qiao said carefully. No matter what the patient's current condition is, Wang Zhi took the treatment, but he himself was suspected of dereliction of duty.

After getting Zhang Qiao's confirmation again, the expression on Han Zhixin's face changed slightly. He ignored Zhang Qiao, who was on the side, walked to Wang Zhi and asked softly: "Dare you ask this gentleman, was the patient you treated just now?"

Hearing Han Zhixin's words, Wang Zhi really stood up again and sighed softly. He could see that the middle-aged man should have a good status in the hospital, and he was also a first-class person at Zhou Boran, so his face also eased a little. He nodded gently and said, "I treated him. Please forgive me for the presumptuous things."

"It's really you." After hearing Wang Zhi's confirmation, Han Zhixin could no longer remain calm at this time and asked again with a trembling voice.

"It's me, I'll treat myself without your hospital's consent. Please don't blame me." Wang Zhi said with a smile. He could feel a sense of righteousness from this middle-aged man, which is also the reason why Wang Zhi is polite. In this era, there are not many such doctors.

"Ha, it's true that a hero is a teenager. I don't know what sir is called." Han Zhixin really believed this time and asked politely. Although the young man in front of him looked young, his eyes were clear, and there was a hint of sensibility in his eyes.

"I'm Wang Zhi, now working at Jianghuai Central Hospital, which makes you laugh." Wang Zhi also replied politely.

"Wang Zhi, you are Wang Zhi, the one that made both Lao Zhou and Lao Jiang admire him." Han Zhixin exclaimed again when he heard Wang Zhi's return.

"Why, you have heard of me too." This time Wang Zhi was a little surprised. Although he has now gained a little fame in Jianghuai because he has cured several serious patients, it has not been spread to Nanluo yet.

"Haha, it's you. Lao Zhou and I have been friends for many years. I have been listening to them talking about you for a while, but I have never met you. Unexpectedly, haha, it's true that I'm young and promising." Han Zhixin said with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou and the others praised him at that time, and I was really ashamed." Wang Zhi said modestly. Since he was a friend of Professor Zhou and his friends, he was naturally a good person. The old professors Wang Zhi knew who were dedicated to studying medical skills did not have much fame and fortune.

"Don't be humble. I know those old guys. They are all very arrogant. It's not easy to make them praise someone so much. I have always heard that your acupuncture technique is amazing. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed magical." Han Zhixin said with a smile: "How about it, are you interested in coming to our hospital? We are much better than JAC." As he spoke, he actually dug up a corner.

"This, haha, let's talk about it later. After all, my home is still in Jianghuai." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

"Just kidding, don't worry. If you really come to me, those old guys will fight me to the death." Han Zhixin said with a smile and then looked at Wang Jingyi on the bed and said, "Why are you still discharged from the hospital now? I know you don't want to let go here. Let's do this. I tell them not to worry about it. What should I do with it specifically? After all, it's not good for the patients to do it back and forth."

"Thank you so much. I'm worried that I can't decoct medicine now. With what you said, I'm relieved." Wang Zhi hurriedly thanked that although Jingyi's situation had improved, as Han Zhixin said, it would be better not to move.

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