The City's Invincible Soldier King

What qualifications do you have to suspend me?

Long Lin followed Jiu Yu and arrived at the village.

The village was not big, it was a village built on a mountain. There were 63 families and 223 people.

This was a mountain village that was isolated from the world.

Other than the five university students who left the village and stayed in different cities, there were only 12 high school students who were still in the county, but were no longer in the village.

At the moment, the entire village was under martial law with a radius of five kilometers.

All the self-built houses in the village had been temporarily left unoccupied. Everyone was living in a special military tent.

The top of the tent was made of solid canvas, and the walls were covered with fine, dense barbed wire that was even more dense than the windows in the house. It could not only maintain a good ventilation effect, but also ensure that not even the smallest flea could enter the tent.

The open space around the tent was covered with a special insecticide that was harmless to the human body and wouldn't evaporate. Furthermore, a thermal imaging display was installed on the ground to ensure that no poisonous bugs could sneak into the tent and hurt people.

In total, there were forty-two of these special tents in the village.

Ninety-seven patients occupied three of the tents.

At the entrance of the tent stood two soldiers wearing a full set of protective suit. When they saw Jiu Yu, the two of them immediately raised their right hands and gave him a standard military salute.

Jiu Yu also raised his right hand, and returned a military salute, then said majestically: "Open the door."

"Yes."

The so-called door, was also a fine, fine wire mesh.

The bottom of the door, like the four walls of the tent, was buried in the earth, and the two sides of the door were tightly connected to the tent by a sealed latch.

The two soldiers quickly pulled up the mud at the bottom of the door and pulled the lock. After Jiu Yu and Long Lin entered the tent, the two soldiers quickly pulled up the lock and carefully buried the bottom of the door to ensure that the sealing property of the tent was still in good condition.

The floor of the tent was welded into an iron plate. Around the metal plate was the four walls of the tent that was buried deep under the ground.

This tent is a conference room.

At this moment, around the simple wooden conference table were the medical staff in white gowns.

At the second table sat a soldier with the same painted face.

From his figure, Long Lin could roughly guess his identity.

Number 4 on the film crew, Jiu Zhan had a position second only to the Eagle King, Jiu Yu and Vulture. He was also a super intelligence chief.

No one took the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere was heavy.

Long Lin nodded at Jiu Zhan, then nodded at the person in charge of the medical team, and took out a white coat from the shoulder bag, and put it on.

"Let me introduce to everyone." Jiu Yu looked at the crowd and said majestically: "This is Dragon Doctor, an expert in traditional Chinese medicine sent by the country."

A Chinese medical expert?

The crowd could not help but discuss in hushed voices.

"Be quiet." Jiu Yu looked at the crowd and said coldly.

The discussion had stopped for the moment, but Long Lin could see contempt and disdain in many people's eyes.

Long Lin never treated himself as a doctor, he didn't care about the struggle between western and traditional Chinese medicine. To him, medicine was just a method to fight on the front lines.

It just so happened that not only did the dragon-shaped carvings teach Long Lin the [Golden Dragon's Art], it also taught him a < Golden Dragon Medical Scripture > that had never appeared in his current medical records.

Of course, Long Lin's level of first aid was also extraordinary, he had saved many of the brothers in the hidden group before, but as he trained in the Golden Dragon's Art, after he obtained the mystical blood, first aid was no longer of any use.

No matter how good a scalpel was, it couldn't compare to his blood.

Soldiers seek practicality.

To Long Lin, whether it was western or traditional Chinese medicine, the villagers who could cure the poison were all brilliant doctors.

It was very obvious that the medical experts present were at a loss as to what to do.

Jiu Yu sat down at the center of the conference table, Long Lin casually pulled out a chair and sat beside Jiu Yu.

Long Lin's actions, once again triggered a clear sense of dissatisfaction, but under Jiu Yu's sharp gaze, no one dared to say anything.

"Chief Li, please explain the patient's condition." Jiu Yu said expressionlessly as he looked at the old doctor sitting on the first seat on his right.

"Yes, Chief Vulture."

I'll go.

When did Jiu Yu become a Bureau Chief?

Besides, Jiu Yu is just a code name, this woman's not surname is also Jiu, okay?

"Up until now, there have been 97 people bitten by unidentified poisonous bugs. Among them, 2 died, 5 were unconscious, 62 were more seriously ill, and 38 others were relatively stable …"

Chief Li gave a detailed introduction of the five minutes. To Long Lin, these were the words: As long as it is within one's abilities, one must obey the heavens.

"Chief Li, may I ask?" Long Lin pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you really unable to stop the deterioration of your condition?"

Director Li sighed and shook his head.

"So, what about keeping the patient alive? Is there nothing you can do? " Long Lin asked again.

Chief Li did not speak, but a male doctor in his forties sitting opposite him could not help it, "Is Dragon Doctor doubting our medical skills?"

"I'm trying to understand." Long Lin frowned and said.

"If you understand the illness, then you have to go to the ward to understand it. What's the use of listening to our report here?" Everyone could not help but nod at the doctor's words.

Long Lin stared at the male doctor and asked coldly, "According to the process of treatment, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with listening to the medical report, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, but mules are horses, and they have to be pulled out for a walk, don't they?"

Long Lin asked with a cold smile, "Are you saying that I'm stealing the results of your treatment?"

"I didn't say that, but I don't know if some people will do it or not." The male doctor sneered and said, "TCM? "Hehe."

"What happened to traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Forgive me for being blunt." The male doctor said disdainfully, "TCM is only suitable for treatment, not first aid."

"Do you know a lot about Chinese medicine?" Long Lin asked seriously.

The male doctor replied without hesitation, "I don't understand. I'm studying western medicine."

"If you don't understand, what qualifications do you have to make such a conclusion?" Long Lin said coldly, "I hate people like you who think so highly of themselves. I don't mind telling you the truth, I don't care if it's effective in traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine, as long as it can cure the patient and extend his life, it's a good medical technique."

"Her words are even better than her singing." The male doctor's face was filled with contempt.

Morality and medical ethics.

If one's character was bad, their medical ethics would not be any better. A doctor with poor morals would never become a true expert in medicine, because his heart was no longer concerned with medicine.

For such a person, medical skills were merely a stepping stone for him to seek power or profit.

Long Lin was not interested in quarreling with such a person, he immediately said coldly, "You have been suspended."

The man stood up, pointed at Long Lin's nose and asked angrily, "What qualifications do you have to stop me? Do you know who I am? "