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"Doctor, the train will take about four or ten minutes to the next station. Look at this gentleman..." the train conductor asked anxiously.Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network www>

"Oh, I've already done what I have to do. I hope this gentleman will be lucky, but, alas!" The doctor shook his head, and the train conductor and the others sank.

"Contact the next station immediately and get them ready for first aid." The train conductor took a deep look at the doctor, and then said in a deep voice.

"If you don't mind, let me take a look. Maybe there is a way." Just as a flight attendant was anxiously preparing to contact the next station, a calm and young voice sounded behind everyone.

The train conductor, flight attendants and the doctor all turned their heads to look behind them, and saw a gentle young man standing behind him, who looked a bit like a college student, with a bulging shoulder bag on his back, with a calm expression on his face. Said. [

The doctor took a deep look at Fang Qingshu, and said in a deep voice: "As a medical worker, it is commendable to take the responsibility of treating patients all the time, but young man, have you seen what happened just now?"

Apparently this doctor regarded Fang Qingshu as a doctor who was studying medicine or had just started working.

Fang Qingshu nodded and said, "I see."

The doctor's face sank when he heard the words, and he said in a tone of a teacher blaming the students: "It's right for young people to not be afraid of tigers, but as a medical staff, they should always maintain a cautious attitude, and don't be arrogant. , so as not to delay the condition and put the patient in a dangerous situation. My name is Zhou Jimin, and I am the chief doctor of brain surgery at Zhejiang People's Hospital. If you still think it is necessary to re-diagnose and treat, I hope you can show relevant certificates."

Speaking of this, the doctor took out his own relevant certificates from the bag he was carrying, but just as he unfolded the certificates, a flight attendant exclaimed in a low voice, "So you are President Zhou Jimin. Three years ago, I My father had a brain tumor, which was performed by you, and he is recovering very well now!"

When everyone heard this, they realized that the middle-aged man who claimed to be a brain surgeon was actually the director of Zhejiang People's Hospital. There was no doubt in their hearts, and they all thought that this young man Fang Qingshu was a gangster.

Fang Qingshu didn't look at Zhou Jimin's ID, nor did he show his own ID, but because he heard that the doctor in front of him turned out to be Qian Mengqi's chief leader, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he said calmly that he was surprised. Unexpected words from everyone: "I'm not a doctor, and I don't doubt Dean Zhou's diagnosis. I just want to say that I should be able to help this old man stop the intracranial hemorrhage."

"Young man, we are saving people now, please don't make trouble!" the train conductor said angrily.

However, Zhou Jimin saw a strong self-confidence from Fang Qingshu. He remembered that this kind of self-confidence was only seen in his doctoral supervisor who had passed away, and from his experience, he had already seen that the old man on the ground was in a very bad situation. It may not be able to support the hospital, even if it is supported, he thinks the situation is very grim.The so-called dead horse is a living horse doctor. Although Fang Qingshu is too young and gentle, Zhou Jimin hesitated, waved his hand to prevent the train conductor from continuing, and asked: "Young man, what can you do? Can you explain it first, after all, human life is at stake. sky."

"Acupuncture and moxibustion." Fang Qingshu opened the bulging backpack and took out a box from inside. There were long silver needles in the box.

Zhou Jimin's eyes lit up slightly. Although he studied Western medicine, he never doubted the profoundness of Chinese medical skills. It's a pity that too many magical medical skills have been lost. There is still a long way to go until the disease is cured and the dead are brought back to life.

"Young man, it is very important to perform an injection on the brain, especially in this patient who is still bleeding inside the brain"

"I can give you an injection first." Fang Qingshu interrupted Zhou Jimin very calmly.

"This... good!" Zhou Jimin hesitated for a moment and said.

"Dean Zhou, how is this possible, just in case" the train conductor and others hurriedly dissuaded him.

"It's okay. Acupuncture and moxibustion is a magical medical technique with a long history in the Chinese nation. There will be nothing wrong with a needle!" Zhou Jimin waved his hands and said, but his heart was beating drums. After all, Chinese medicine is very particular about experience. Fang Qingshu is too young. It is hard to believe that he knows the ancient medical technique of acupuncture, let alone a scarecrow!

Fang Qingshu glanced at Zhou Jimin appreciatively. There are too few doctors like Zhou Jimin now, especially since he is a high-ranking dean. It can be said that he is almost extinct.

Just when Zhou Jimin was calm on the surface but uneasy in his heart, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and he felt a slight itch between his brows, and his whole body became stiff, unable to move a bit.

It's over!This time it's over!Zhou Jimin couldn't help feeling a little panicked. [

Fang Qingshu smiled at Zhou Jimin, who had panicked eyes, and pulled out the silver needle. Zhou Jimin immediately felt lighter and regained his freedom.

Zhou Jimin looked at Fang Qingshu with shocked eyes for a long time, and then said to the train conductor: "I assure you as a doctor, this gentleman does have miraculous acupuncture techniques. Maybe the old gentleman can overcome this difficulty with his help." .”

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"To be honest, if this old gentleman can't rescue him in time, it may be very difficult to resist." Zhou Jimin said.

Seeing that the train conductor was still hesitating, Zhou Jimin gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "I am the director of Zhejiang People's Hospital, an expert in brain surgery. If something goes wrong, I will take full responsibility."

The train conductor thought that others were more authoritative than himself in this respect. If it was true that the gentleman died before he arrived at the station as he said, he would say that he would not listen to the famous brain surgeon in the country. Suggestion, then he really has an inescapable responsibility.In case the acupuncture fails, it is at least because of an excuse after listening to the dean's words.

"Okay!" The conductor finally nodded.

Fang Qingshu walked towards the old man, sat cross-legged on the ground, put his head on his own cross-legged, put his hands gently on his head, wisps of true energy sneaked into the old man's brain along the scalp, and probed the inside of his head Condition.

Seeing that Fang Qingshu didn't apply the needle, but closed his eyes and touched the old man's head inexplicably, everyone was very surprised, and Zhou Jimin was the same, but he had more confidence in Fang Qingshu because of it.

After finding out the internal bleeding of the old man, Fang Qingshu sighed secretly. If it hadn't happened right under his nose, he would feel really sorry for not helping him. A lot of infuriating.

But now that he has taken over, Fang Qingshu, who has an arrogance in his bones, naturally wants to cure the old man.