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Chapter 1212 Ask Hua Lao for Help

"Yeah, you should be relieved to have him come to help you make a diagnosis, right?"

Ye Yuan smiled and comforted old man Song.

"Good! Good! If Hua Lao can make a move, I believe Xiao Ran will wake up soon."

As an older generation, I still have considerable trust in Chinese medicine.

What's more, old man Song is of course very happy to be able to invite Beihua from Beihua Nanshaozhong.

In order not to delay Song Ran's condition, Ye Yuan took out his mobile phone and dialed the teacher's number.

On the phone, Ye Yuan told him about Song Ran's condition and the pulse he found during his pulse diagnosis.

Hua Lao pondered for a long time on the other end of the phone before speaking:
"The situation you mentioned is very strange, and I can't analyze the reason for a while.

So you are in Concord now, right?
I'll be there in half an hour, and you'll be there waiting for me. "

"Ok."

After receiving the news that Mr. Hua could come in person, the sadness on Mr. Song's face also eased a little.

Thirty minutes later, there was the sound of messy footsteps in the distance.

Ye Yuan looked up, and saw a group of people in white coats, surrounded by an old man with full head of silver hair.

Ye Yuan stood up, walked in front of the old man in a few steps, and then shouted respectfully:
"teacher"

"Hehe, you kid will not look for me even if you have nothing to do.

If it wasn't for your friend's accident, why don't you call me, the master? "

Hua Lao smiled and patted Ye Yuan's arm, then turned his head and said to a kindly middle-aged man:
"Xiao Chi, this is the closed disciple Ye Yuan I was talking about."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Yuan and introduced:
"This is Chi Guomin, the president of Xiehe Hospital"

Ye Yuan hastily stretched out his hand, and shook hands with the middle-aged man:
"Hi Dean Chi, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

The middle-aged man shook hands with Ye Yuan, then said kindly:

"It's not uncommon to hear Mr. Hua talk about taking in a good apprentice. Today, seeing him is really young and promising."

Ye Yuan is not used to this way of chatting.

But everyone said that, so he should be polite, right?
Before he could open his mouth, Hua Mingyuan, who knew him better, helped him out and said:

"I'll talk about your polite words later, let's go see the patient first."

With the leadership of the dean, of course no one will stop it.

Ye Yuan followed a group of people and returned to Song Ran's ward again.

At this moment, Ouyang Yushan was standing by the window and talking on the phone.

Seeing a group of people coming in, he said a few words hastily, hung up the phone and walked over.

She looked suspiciously at the director of the brain department standing at the end.

Seeing Ouyang Yushan's gaze, the middle-aged director smiled and said:

"Yu Shan, this is President Chi Guominchi of our hospital.

This is Hua Mingyuan Hua, the master of our country, and the rest are experts from the Chinese Medicine Department of our hospital. "

Others don't know Ouyang Yushan, but the director knows the origin of this young lady.

So the first time she looked through, the director stood up and explained.

"Trouble Dean Chi and Hua Lao"

Although Ouyang Yushan spoke very politely.

But the indifference in the tone can be heard by anyone.

It's not that she doesn't respect these people, but that she is really disappointed in Chinese medicine.

Since Ouyang Yushan stays abroad all year round, she doesn't know much about Chinese medicine.

So she was even more unfamiliar with the name Hua Mingyuan.

But since it was brought by the director and accompanied by the president of Xiehe Hospital, she couldn't say anything wrong?
After all, they invited so many experts out of good intentions.

Although she didn't think these people would have any effect on Song Ran's condition, she still wanted to be polite.

It's just that her tone was a little unenthusiastic.

This made Chi Guomin frowned slightly.

He felt that this little girl was too rude.

One must know that this is Hua Lao, who is well-known in the country of China.

If it wasn't for your luck, you would have met his apprentice.

Even if you have money, it is difficult for you to ask this person to make a move.

Now you are fine, and you have picked up the shelf?

I really don't know what the patient's family thinks.

Chi Guomin didn't know Ouyang Yushan's identity, and thought she was the patient's family member.

Hua Lao didn't care about the indifference in the little girl's tone.

For people of his age, there are very few people who want to influence his mood.

But he will not pay as much attention to this girl as others, after all, the one on the bed is the purpose of his visit.

The reason why he came here so quickly.

One is because of the relationship with Ye Yuan.

Furthermore, he also wanted to see the strange pulse that Ye Yuan said.

What kind of strange method is it.

Healers at his level are very interested in some weird diseases.

Hua Lao sat on the nursing chair beside the bed and pulled Song Ran's bare wrist.

With three fingers resting on Song Ran's wrist, he sometimes frowned and sometimes pondered. All the experts who watched did not dare to take a big breath.

These people were all aware of their condition before coming here.

So they thought that if they changed themselves, it would be impossible to wake up this comatose patient.

They also wanted to see what Elder Hua was going to do.

Maybe I can learn something from it, then I will really earn money today.

The pulse lasted for more than ten minutes before Hua Lao's fingers left.

Seeing that Elder Hua had finished his pulse diagnosis, Dean Chi was the first to ask with concern:

"How about Hua Lao?"

Hua Mingyuan did not answer Chi Guomin's question, but asked the crowd:

"Who is the attending physician? Is there a CT image of the patient's brain?"

"There is!"

A man in his 40s who looked right opened his mouth quickly, and at the same time handed the CT in his hand to Mr. Hua.

Hua Lao just glanced at the CT image, then nodded and said:

"Let's find a place to talk, so many people staying here will affect the patient's rest."

Seeing that Mr. Hua didn't directly state the result of the diagnosis.

These people will inevitably be a little disappointed.

"No meeting room, right? It's not far from here."

The director of the brain department said quickly.

Elder Hua nodded, and walked towards the conference room of the Brain Department under Chi Guomin's leadership.

And Ye Yuan followed behind the crowd, he also wanted to know the reason for Song Ran's coma.

And Ouyang Yushan, who has always looked down on Chinese medicine, also followed.

Originally, she had already contacted an authoritative brain doctor in country M.

The other side has already set off for Huaguo.

According to her estimation, the doctor will arrive in Shangjing tonight.

You can start taking over Song Ran's treatment tomorrow.

But even so, she still wanted to hear what this old Chinese doctor would say.

Wouldn't it be like Ye Yuan, saying some vague words with a strange pulse?

When everyone arrived in the conference room, Elder Hua looked at Ye Yuan who was standing in the distance and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Yuan, tell me about your analysis."

No one could have imagined that at this time, Elder Hua would first ask a young man for his opinion.

Many people are complaining in their hearts at this moment, there is no need for you to help your students like this, right?
Even if you are a closed disciple, there is no need for you to praise him so much, right?
(End of this chapter)