City Marshal

Boss He did fall down!

In the Zhongnanhai Banquet Hall, he was chatting happily with four or five important officials of the Ministry of Commerce, discussing how to further develop Macau's economy. He didn't know whether it was due to overexcitement or a relapse of an old injury. The officers were terrified.

Everyone knows how troublesome it will be if Boss He dies in the capital.

So they summoned doctors to come in for treatment, and at the same time reported the matter to Hua Jiwei. The latter was discussing with Ye Podi and others about the postponement of the military competition. Hua Jiwei called seven or eight traditional Chinese medicine commonly used by big shots.

The central government established a national medical hall in 30. At that time, it was a medical team dedicated to taking care of Xiao Deng who survived until [-]. The scale of more than [-] people brought together top experts and famous doctors in the domestic medical field, but they were not all year round. Stationed in Zhongnanhai, but on duty in rotation.

A group of three worked shifts in Zhongnanhai for a month, and the rest of the time was free to do research, publish books, or go to work in the hospital. It's just that the Chinese medicine doctor was only on duty for one month, but received a year's State Council allowance.Of course, when the boss has something to do, he must be there as soon as possible.

The nearly [-]-square-meter banquet hall was quickly filled with seven or eight high-ranking bosses, as well as more than a dozen experts and doctors renowned in the medical field. It was too late, so the doctor started rescue on the spot!

Mr. He must be kept safe!

This is Hua Jiwei's instruction: "At any cost!"

After half an hour of tossing, He Rongguang's life signs recovered, his eyes stretched into a line, and his breathing became stretched and slender, unlike the beginning when it was faintly visible, but before the experts were happy, Boss He spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then He passed out again, life and death are unpredictable.

The expert doctors shouted again, trying to revive the patient by showing their abilities.

Expensive western medicines, imported injections, and precision instruments are all available!

However, this time, He Rongguang didn't open his eyes despite their tossing, and his breath became weak again. He stretched out his hand and felt like dying at any time. Hua Jiwei asked the experts to keep He Rongguang's body at all costs. Let me send someone to find some famous doctors!

Brainstorm!Maybe He Rongguang can wake up!

Just when dozens of people were in a panic, Ye Podi suddenly remembered that when Ye Wushuang was injured, two genius doctors from Shuaijun rescued the dying Chutian effortlessly, so he immediately suggested to Hua Jiwei that the latter went to the doctor in a hurry , immediately picked up the phone and asked Chu Tian to bring someone over!

Although Chutian told the chief surgeon that the doctor was traveling all over the world and could not be contacted, Hua Jiwei still asked Chutian to bring Qingcheng over for a try. Firstly, he felt that the disciple should be a bit of a weight, and secondly, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor now. After all, it would be very troublesome for He Rongguang to die at this juncture.

Maybe the rich and powerful in Macau will think that the central government is partial to Chutian, and they will find some indiscriminate means to kill the king of Macau. After all, the people now have a lot of imagination. They will think that a shocking event is an accident, and they often think that a real accident is an accident. Conspiracy, and then spread wildly.

Just as Hua Jiwei and the others were anxious, Chu Tian led Qing Cheng into the hall.

The banquet hall was already crowded with important officials from the central government and famous medical experts. Chu Tian was calm and calm in the face of these people. After all, he is also a high-ranking and powerful person, and he brought Qingcheng here just for soy sauce. When is it Qingcheng's turn to make a move?

But the pretty Qingcheng seemed nervous and cautious, because it was the first time she saw so many high-ranking officials, and she found that many Taishan Beidou in the medical field were also in it, so she became even more panicked, holding her small medicine box in her left hand , holding Chutian's arm tightly with his right hand.

She felt so small!

Chu Tian patted the back of his hand to show her relief, walked towards the frowning Hua Jiwei, and at the same time said in a respectful tone, "Prime Minister Hua, we are here!" Then he glanced at the crowd, and said in a low voice: "How is Boss He's situation now? Is there any danger?"

"what on earth is it?"

Chutian was also very worried that He Rongguang would die. It would not only make the He family and the Macau dignitaries think that he was the one who did it, but also make half of the He family's casino go to waste, and Qingyitang, which was invited to fight, would not be able to enter. In Macau, it will even involve the upcoming Chinese medicine research and development center.

In short, what matters is the most important thing!

Before Hua Jiwei could answer, Ye Podi came up and patted Chutian on the shoulder. He wanted to praise a few long and strong words, but finally turned into a soft sigh: "The situation is not bad, Mr. He still has breath and pulse, but he still hasn't woken up. Come here, it is this situation that makes a group of experts helpless."

Speaking of this, Ye Podi still showed a trace of regret and said: "It's a pity that your doctor has gone wandering, otherwise he would have blinded the eyes of these famous doctors today, all of them are worthless. There is no research and progressive spirit in selling medicine to make money!"

"Not to mention the benevolence of hanging the pot to help the world!"

He also looked at Hua Jiwei and added: "Lao Hua, I should replace them all when I have time. The National Medical Hall can't raise waste!" Unable to save Boss He, I couldn't stop being sullen.

Of course, this is just the fuse. Ye Podi really dislikes the faces of some experts. He has seen some so-called traditional Chinese doctors who are drunk and drunk several times. You know today is a working day!

If Ye Podi hadn't been thinking of saving people, he would have slapped those two people long ago.

After Ye Podi had vented his anger, Hua Jiwei smiled wryly and said: "Old Ye, you have also responded to this issue with me just now, don't worry, I also saw that there are too many idlers in this incident, wait for it We will definitely rectify vigorously, but the most urgent task now is to wake up Lao He!"

"So you suppress your anger for now!"

After getting the old guy's mood settled, Hua Jiwei glanced at the busy experts surrounding He Rongguang. From the latter's tense expression, he knew that the situation was still serious, so he turned his head to look at Chu Tian and sighed: "But they are also So disappointing, busy for almost an hour!"

"Only gave me the answer 'I'm afraid it's a myocardial infarction'!"

Chu Tian exhaled a long breath: "Don't worry! Boss He is auspicious, he is fine!"

He didn't know anything about the situation, so he could only comfort the two old people in this way. At this time, Hua Jiwei set his eyes on Qingcheng, and said with a faint smile: "This should be Qingcheng, right? Sure enough, he is as smart as his name Beautiful, she will definitely become a famous doctor in the future!"

He asked Chutian to bring her here just because of a moment of desperation, now that he has calmed down, he has no hope. No matter how talented and hardworking Qingcheng is, she is afraid that it will not help Boss He's condition. After all, no matter how devalued those experts are, medical knowledge Still excellent!

What kind of tricks can Qingcheng do with a disease that they can't even handle?

He didn't know how good the chief surgeon was, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to Qingcheng who was an apprentice.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your compliment!"

Qingcheng tensed up, and replied nervously...

In response to the Prime Minister's politeness, Chu Tian suddenly stopped the topic, and said with a slight smile, "Prime Minister Hua, you should stop praising her. Dean Wang Mingxiu offered her like a baby at Nanjing Medical College. Awarded to this apprentice, so if you praise her again, you will be proud!"

Wang Mingxiu?

Hua Jiwei's gaze froze suddenly, and then he revealed a hint of surprise and said, "What? You are Dean Wang's beloved disciple? That's really amazing! She has taught many students, but there are only a handful of disciples. And she is good at acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine, do you also study Chinese medicine?"

Hearing Prime Minister Hua's question, Qingcheng was silent for a while, and then answered cautiously: "I am the last apprentice of President Wang. I have studied for almost a year. Apart from focusing on the profound and profound Chinese medicine of the Celestial Dynasty, I also do not reject Western medical skills. You know a little bit about both!"

"Know something about both?"