Hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly and she smiled: "Save can be saved, and it is probably no problem to save his life. However, it is hard to say how it can be restored. It is not enough to be treated."

"It's enough to save your life. The rest depends on his own luck." The dean said, looking at Feng Jiu and asked, "How to save it? What kind of spiritual medicine is needed?"

"Well..."

Her tail sound was slightly long, and the corners of her lips were curled. She looked at the dean and said, "If you want to save him, you have to clean up the blood that has overflowed from his brain, so I have to first open a hole in his head to clean up the blood clots that are blocked by coagulation. There is no need for spiritual medicine at this time, but I need two assistants. The dean will call the two doctors in and help me!"

When he heard this, not only the vice-chairman was stunned, but even the president was stunned, with an incredible shock in his eyes: "A hole in his head? Is this possible?"

He has never heard of a hole in his head. It is fragile and fatal. How can he make a hole? This is not a nonsense, right?

"Time is limited, let the two doctors change their clean clothes and wash their hands in." Feng Jiu ignored the two of them, and said to the almost stunned Mentor Lu, who was almost stunned, "Please let someone bring some clean water in."

However, no one responded to what she said for a while, and no one moved. He couldn't help but frowned and looked at the dean and the vice-chairman: "Is this person saving or not? If I don't save him, I'll leave."

Hearing this, the three people in the room suddenly came to their senses. Before the dean and the vice-chairperson could speak, Director Lu asked a little unacceptable question: "A hole in his head? Can this person still survive?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Questioning my medical skills? Since I don't believe it, what should I do?" She was originally planning to change her clothes and turned and walked outside.

Questioning a doctor's medical skills is an insult to the doctor.

She had to save people. Since they didn't believe it, why should she stay?

Seeing Fengjiu turning around and walking out with a cold face, the dean and the vice-chairman came to their senses. Thinking of his identity as a ghost doctor, the two of them were shocked and hurriedly chased after him.

"Fengjiu, we believe in you. If we don't believe it, we will not ask you to save him."

The vice-chairman stopped Feng Jiu and smiled and said with a pity: "Don't worry about Director Lu's words. It's not that we don't believe you, but we have never heard of this kind of treatment method, so we were a little scared for a moment."

"Yes, Fengjiu, time is tight, please treat Director Lu quickly!" The dean also spoke, apologizing for their previous hesitation and suspicion.

They went to ask him to treat Director Lu, but when they heard his words here, they became suspicious of him.

Seeing the dean and the vice-chairman, Director Lu knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he came to Fengjiu and bowed to him, and said apologetically: "I'm just worried about Lao Lu, there's nothing else. If you get angry with me for your words, I apologize to you, I'm sorry."

Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly, but unexpectedly, Director Lu apologized when he said he apologized.

Seeing that Fengjiu looked at Director Lu without saying a word, the vice-chairman remembered Guan Xilin's behavior of using food to lure him to get up, and he said in a similar manner: "Fengjiu, as long as you help, no matter what the result is, you will always have a meal in the stove for a day in the college."
Chapter completed!