Medical Unparalleled

In the central control room, on the huge monitoring screen, the scene in the ward was revealed.

Snow-white walls, snow-white sheets, patients who are dying, and doctors who are dying.

This room is set up extremely hidden. It can be said that this is the central nervous system of the entire nursing home. If the nursing home is likened to a person, this is the brain of this giant.

All instructions will be issued from here; all information will also be collected here.

Every corner of the nursing home, which covers an area of ​​nearly 24 acres, is under [-]-hour non-stop monitoring, and there is no dead corner.

24 large computers work simultaneously, monitoring 48 color screens.

The old horse stood in front of a screen with his hands behind his back, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I think this is absurd," a middle-aged bald man sitting next to the old horse said disdainfully while manipulating various unnamed buttons on the computer controller. , why not try Zhang Yuejin's plan, although it is a bit risky, after all, there is still a 30.00% success rate, I think if the property falls into the hands of this man named Xiao, it will be a narrow escape."

"Xiao Xiaotian," Lao Ma said in a deep voice, this is not the first time Lao Ma has heard of this name.

I remember once when Lao Ma was drinking tea with a big man from the military department, he heard him tell an anecdote about the military department.

Among the several senior leaders in the military department, there was a big guy surnamed Xiao who fought with a big guy surnamed Yu, the scene where two big guys who were strong enough to command thousands of troops to a decisive battle on the battlefield fought with bare hands, and the shrew on the street Fighting is no different, but the moves are more lively. I remember that the boss who drank tea together said that the reason for the dispute between the two bosses who are not lower than the old horse is very simple. One said that Xiao Xiaotian was his own. Nephew, another said, Xiao Xiaotian is his son-in-law.

The old horse didn't know the outcome of the fight, but the old horse did remember the name Xiao Xiaotian.

Xiao Xiaotian's medical methods are not clear to Xiao Xiaotian's shadow of the famous tree, but Lao Ma is very clear about Xiao Xiaotian's strong background in the military.

The big deal is to let Xiao Xiaotian put people to death, and there will be military support behind him, so he won't cause trouble to his old horse.

"Don't care if it's Xiao Xiaotian or Xiao Datian, I think it's just that the old guys in the military department have got water in their brains. This is a patient who is in a deep coma and is not accompanied by his family members. It is impossible for any hospital to treat this kind of patient. A doctor who is in a daze and only knows how to sleep comes to make a diagnosis and treatment, this is clearly disregarding human life, if Fang Shi dies because of this, the military department and Xiao Xiaotian are the executioners."

The bald man said indignantly, the spitting stars sprayed on the computer screen, taking up a large area of ​​the screen.

"The number of times the military department has been an executioner is not enough," the old horse asked with a smile, "a person's life and death are a bit too insignificant in front of their decisions. You say that as if you have never killed anyone. "

"That's different," the bald man quickly argued, "Although my hands are covered with blood, and although I also have the nickname of an executioner, those who die on my hands are those who have the means to die. It is the person who should be killed, and the current situation is very different, very different, "

"After all, someone else died at your hands," Ma said leisurely, "We're getting off topic, we're talking about Xiao Xiaotian's treatment of Fang Shi, not about you killing someone,"

The bald man slapped the big push button, and the image displayed on the screen suddenly became snowflakes, "You old bastard dragged the topic aside... Damn it, what a shame with you literati. unable to communicate,"

The old horse waved and greeted another staff member to restore the monitoring monitor that had turned into a snowflake to normal. The staff member stepped forward and pressed a few buttons. After a while, he replaced a control button. Only then returned to normal.

The control button has been broken by the bald man's slap, which shows how powerful the palm is.

"I'm not a literati," Lao Ma said with a smile, "I'm just a little more patient than you, so here I am the number one leader, and you are number two, haha, hahaha,"

The bald man scratched his big bald head, and felt that what the old horse said was very reasonable. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm just too impulsive. If it weren't for you, I would have entered a military court long ago. Even here The position of the second leader is not warm,... Anyway, I am not optimistic about this treatment, "

"If you have an opinion, you can ask the military department," Lao Ma said with a smile: "If you have a responsibility, you can also ask the military department. With their warrant, what are we afraid of?"

"That makes sense," the bald man nodded, and said, "I'm still not as treacherous as you,"

The old horse scolded with a smile: "This is called scheming, why does it change the taste in your mouth?"

"It's treachery," the bald head insisted that Qingshan would not relax.

"Okay, okay, it's... started," the old horse pointed to the image displayed on the monitor screen, and said seriously, patting the bald man on the shoulder.

"It's starting, it's impossible," the bald head said, "The two medical doctoral supervisors here have already said, that Xiao, what the hell, I am... Eh, why did he wake up?"

On the monitoring screen, Xiao Xiaotian, who was drowsy at first, didn't stand up now, but his eyes were piercing, his fingers were on the pulse of the house, and his brows were slightly frowning, as if he was in deep thought.

What to think about, of course, is to feel the pulse and study the condition.

Hasn't he been lethargic all the time, hasn't he been a patient being taken care of all the time,...

Why does the whole person seem to change when his finger is on Fang Shi's pulse.

Now Xiao Xiaotian on the monitor screen is completely a romantic and suave Mr. Zhuo Shijia, the movement of finger on the patient's pulse, even the most skilled doctor, can't see a trace of flaws.

He was really awake, and he was really feeling the patient's pulse again.

"He was born to be a doctor," Ma said with a sigh.

I have never seen such a doctor before. His energy comes from the patients he sees.

At this moment, amidst the gasping voices of the old horse and the bald second master, Xiao Xiaotian, who was feeling the pulse of the patient, suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, stretched out his handband, and said three words: "Take it!" Needle,"

"..."

"Pretend to be B," the bald man muttered to a conclusion for what happened in front of him.

Pretending to be B, even Zhang Yuejin, who saw this scene with his own eyes, almost felt this way.

But Zhang Yuejin knew that this wasn't pretending to be B, it was...

It was a sudden manifestation of a mental state that even Zhang Yuejin didn't understand.

When Mrs. Xiao Pan Yiming finished saying that it was time to start, Zhang Yuejin was still full of doubts.

How to get started.

,, it just started as simple as that.

First of all, Xiao Yu lifted the white sheet covering Fang Shi's body in a vegetative state, pulled Fang Shi's right arm out from inside, and rolled up Fang Shi's sleeves at the same time, exposing the part of the wrist that cuts the pulse.

Then, Xiao Yu lifted Xiao Xiaotian's arm.

When Xiao Yu picked up Xiao Xiaotian's arm, Zhang Yuejin looked at it very carefully. From Zhang Yuejin's point of view, Xiao Xiaotian's condition at that time was the same as that of the room lying on the hospital bed. He was completely in a vegetative state. When I lifted my arm, it was like picking up a piece of cooked noodles. It was soft and without a trace of resistance. It was not just cooked noodles, but also cooked noodles that were a little hot. It feels like it's going to fall off.

Xiao Yu held Xiao Xiaotian's arm like this, gently opened Xiao Xiaotian's clenched fingers, and clasped the three fingers of the index finger, middle finger and ring finger on Fang Shi's wrist.

Thus, a surprising scene appeared. The moment Xiao Xiaotian's fingers touched Fang Shi's skin, he suddenly increased his strength. This strength definitely came from Xiao Xiaotian's own body, because Xiao Yu He took a step back and left the two of them.

Then, it was the scene that the old horse and the bald man saw in the monitoring room. Xiao Xiaotian not only gained strength, opened his eyes, but also stood up, and said the first sentence since the meeting: "Take it!" Needle,"

"Xiaotian, Junior Brother, is it really you?" Zhang Yuejin was so excited when he heard this voice, his whole body was trembling, trembling with excitement, as if he touched the switch and was shocked, trembling trembling.

While trembling, he involuntarily took two steps forward.

Xiao Yu took a step forward, stopped Zhang Yuejin, supported Zhang Yuejin's body, and said in a low voice: "Second Master...slow down, my father is treating Fang Shi, I think you don't want any of us Go bother him."

"Yes, yes," Zhang Yuejin nodded again and again: "He is Xiao Xiaotian, he is indeed Xiao Xiaotian, you can see that his technique of holding needles is still as familiar as before,"

"..." Xiao Yu said in his heart, of course it is Xiao Xiaotian, can I still misidentify my father? It turns out that the second uncle always thought that he had found a fake one to pretend to be. Even if he can pretend to be his appearance and his father's medical skills, even Can you pretend to be medical skills, the charm and look that fascinated a lot of women?

Whenever Xiao Xiaotian is immersed in work, hehe, that's when the mothers go crazy.

If you don't believe me, look at Pan Yiming now, shit, mom, your saliva is about to flow out, that's my dad, not food...

"Yes, he has never let go of his Chinese medicine," Xiao Yu said in a deep voice.

My father is the person I respect the most in my life.

With Xiao Xiaotian's order, Pan Yiming has already brought over Xiao Xiaotian's usual needle box. Inside are long, short, thick, thin, round and sharp, and there are no fewer than ten silver needles for acupuncture.

Xiao Xiaotian passed the acupuncture box with the back of his hand, turned his wrist, and a silver needle was stuck on his finger.

Xiao Yu hurried forward and removed all the sheets and clothes covering Fang Shi's body.

"He...how could he be like this," Zhang Yuejin stared into Xiao Xiaotian's eyes, and suddenly discovered a shocking fact.

Since Xiao Xiaotian opened his eye pulse diagnosis and is about to use the needle now, his eyes have not blinked.