"Experts, how is the president's situation?" the skinny old man asked in a deep voice.

"Well..." Smith said bravely, "You should go to other hospitals to check. There is really nothing we can do."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the skinny old man became furious, "This is the best private hospital in Longdu. Are all of you trash?"

"Can't even save people?"

Being scolded by an old man, a group of experts and professors didn't look much better.

However, they did not refute, after all, they could not save Zhongbeiwu's situation.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Dean Gu Luotong strode in. "How is President Zhongbei Wu doing?"

Smith briefly explained the situation.

Gu Luotong's brows couldn't help but condense together.

It is no exaggeration to say that the medical conditions here are among the best in the entire imperial capital.

If it can't be cured even here, it will be a waste to go to other places, which is just a waste of effort.

"Dean."

After the initial rage, the skinny old man regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "Please find a way to save the president."

He held Guluotong's big hand firmly.

"I will try my best."

Guluotong sighed, "But you'd better be mentally prepared."

Zhongbeiwu's identity was not simple, so he naturally had to do his best, but everyone was injured like this. There was almost no good part of the skin, and the internal organs were also severely damaged.

It is probably a luxury to hope that I can survive today.

"Call, call quickly."

The skinny old man held Gu Luotong's arm and said, "Call other experts and professors over. We must find a way to wake up the president."

"Your name is Guilong, right?"

"Don't be impatient. I have invited Mr. Chen, the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, to come over in person. Maybe he can think of a solution."

Gu Luotong said in a deep voice of relief.

But even so, he wasn't quite sure, after all, this kind of injury,

It cannot be solved by traditional Chinese medicine.

At present, we can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

At this moment, there was another sound of footsteps outside the corridor.

Then, Chen Qi, who looked majestic, walked in under the guidance of the vice dean.

"President Chen."

Gu Luotong hurried forward to greet him.

After a few simple greetings, Chen Qi said straight to the point, "How is the patient's condition?"

"Very pessimistic."

Guluotong led him to the hospital bed.

Chen Qi frowned and took a look, and suddenly his face became extremely solemn.

Immediately afterwards, he put two fingers on Nakabei Wu's wrist.

"How could it be so serious?"

"How did these injuries occur?"

"Car accident."

Turtle Dragon took a step forward.

"Car accident?"

Zhongbeiwu frowned, clearly not believing this statement.

"President, how is it?"

Gu Luotong asked in a deep voice.

Turtle Dragon also came closer, a look of concentration flashed across his skinny face.

After a moment, Chen Qi smiled bitterly, "I'm really sorry, there's nothing I can do."

"What?"

Guilong's face changed slightly.

He originally thought that Chen Qi, as the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, should be able to think of a solution.

But now, I heard the bad news.

Chen Qi shook his head, "His injuries are too serious. He is just hanging on for a breath now. I am not Hua Tuo alive, how can I save him?"

"Mr. Guilong, you also heard that even President Chen can't do anything about it, then..."

Gu Luotong smiled bitterly and did not finish his words, but the meaning he wanted to express was already very obvious.

Guilong narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Qi, "President Chen, can't you help me think of a solution?"

"There is a way."

Chen Qi suddenly thought of something and became energetic.

"In this Chinese medicine competition, a very interesting young man appeared. His ability to treat diseases and save lives is even inferior to us old guys."

"If he comes, maybe there will be a solution."

He knows what happened to the old man of the Cao family. Since Xu Dong can find another way to solve the problem, his medical skills are definitely superb.

"who?"

Guilong asked in an urgent tone, "I'll invite someone over right away."

"His name is Xu Dong."

Chen Qi said in a deep voice.

As soon as he said these words, Guilong felt as if he had been struck by thunder in the head, and his breathing became rapid.

After all, Zhongbeiwu's injury was caused by Xu Dong.

He wished he could chop Xu Dong alive.

Chen Qi did not notice anything strange about him, and said with emotion, "This young man is not a native of Longdu, but he is a group of dark horses in the traditional Chinese medicine competition and has the potential to win the championship."

"If we can really invite him here, there might be a glimmer of hope."

"Of course, even if he can't be cured, nothing will be lost, right?"

"Mr. Guilong, do you need me to contact the association and give you Xu Dong's phone number?"

"No, no need."

After Guilong was silent for a while, he shook his head indifferently.

"Need not?"

Zhongbeiwu looked stunned and didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Do you want to give up treatment?

Guilong raised his head and met everyone's doubtful gazes.

He knew very well that even if Chen Qi invited Xu Dong over, that boy would not treat the president.

But now, there is only one way.

After being silent for a while, he had an idea.

"President Chen, I have a heartfelt request."

"you say."

Chen Qi frowned and asked.

"I have a secret technique that can lock the president's vitality so that his condition will not worsen within two days."

"Then what?"

Chen Qi became increasingly confused and felt that his expression was a little strange.

Guilong raised his hands in a sincere tone, stepped forward and whispered a few words.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at each other.
To be continued...