The next morning, Wang Fugui arrived at the municipal hospital.

Dean Liu has been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Seeing Wang Fugui's arrival, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"I knew you would definitely come."

"Hurry up and follow me in. I will tell you the general situation on the way."

After hearing Dean Liu's words, Wang Fugui nodded slightly.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Dean Liu, they went to Chen Lidong's ward.

Chen Lidong's ward belongs to the intensive care unit and is the only independent intensive care unit in the hospital.

This is also Chen Sicheng's arrangement.

After a while, the two arrived at the top floor of the hospital.

Chen Lidong's ward has gathered many authoritative experts in heart disease.

Some of them are invited from other municipal hospitals.

Seeing Dean Liu's arrival, Chen Sicheng hurriedly stepped forward.

"Dean Liu, where is the doctor you mentioned?"

Chen Sicheng asked.

Upon hearing this, Dean Liu turned sideways and looked at Wang Fugui who was standing behind him.

"This is the miracle doctor I told you about."

"His name is Wang Fugui, and he is currently a doctor at the Huangyan Village Clinic."

Dean Liu introduced it to everyone.

"Huangyan Village? He is a village doctor?"

"Dean Liu, I'm afraid you are not joking."

“Aren’t we doctors in city hospitals worse than doctors in a village?”

"Let him come to treat Principal Chen's son. Isn't this a joke on Lidong's life safety?"

In an instant, other experts began to mock.

Faced with the ridicule of experts, Dean Liu just laughed it off.

He knew this would happen.

But now, the most important thing is Chen Lidong's condition.

As for other people's cynicism, there is no time to pay attention to it.

Chen Sicheng, who was standing in front of him, was so angry that his face turned black.

He didn't know what Dean Liu was thinking, but he actually asked a village doctor to come over.

I thought I was an expert in some field, but now I was really disappointed.

"Dean Liu, are you going a little too far?"

"You are making fun of my son's life. Can you afford the consequences?"

"I respect you as the director of the municipal hospital, so I give you everything I need."

"But you can't use this to provoke me unscrupulously."

Chen Sicheng said while holding back the anger in his heart.

After hearing these words, Dean Liu immediately introduced Wang Fugui's deeds.

He also told everyone that Wu Gang, chairman of Fuhua Group, was cured of his condition by Wang Fugui.

And at that time, I was at the scene.

Most of the experts present knew about Wu Gang's condition.

They went to Wu Gang's home one after another, and the results they gave were the same.

Upon hearing this story, some of the experts who had just been sarcastic immediately fell silent.

"Even so, there is absolutely no way I would allow a village doctor to treat my son!"

"When an accident occurs, do you think you can afford the responsibility?"

At this time, Chen Sicheng was extremely angry.

"Principal Chen, I can vouch for Mr. Wang."

"If Mr. Wang cannot cure Chen Lidong's condition, I will step down from my position immediately and I will never have any complaints!"

"But Mr. Wang really cured his condition. I just hope that everyone present can apologize to Mr. Wang."

Dean Liu replied.

Hearing these words, everyone present was so surprised that they were speechless.

You know, the guarantee made by Dean Liu is simply a joke on his own future.

There is no one who can make him say such words.

But now, Dean Liu is actually willing to make such a guarantee for a village doctor.

Chen Sicheng couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Dean Liu's assurance.

He looked at Wang Fugui, who was standing behind Dean Liu, and waved to him.

"Young man, I didn't expect that you, a village doctor, could make Director Liu pay such a high price."

"Since Dean Liu has said so, I will give you a chance."

"I hope you won't let down Dean Liu's wishes."

Wang Fugui could hear the cynicism in Chen Sicheng's words.

It's obvious that Chen Sicheng still doesn't trust himself very much.

But the good thing is that he finally agreed to let himself see Zhao Lidong.

So, Wang Fugui walked into the ward under everyone's gaze.

Following in were Chen Sicheng and Dean Liu.

Others stood outside the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the intensive care unit.

Wang Fugui walked to the bedside and prepared to take Zhao Lidong's pulse first.

"Taking the pulse? Or a Chinese medicine practitioner?"

"Hmph, it seems that Dean Liu will probably retire from this position."

Others outside were discussing quietly.

After taking his pulse, Wang Fugui fully understood Chen Lidong's condition.

In fact, the moment he first entered the door, Wang Fugui knew Chen Lidong's situation just by looking at him.

The process of taking the pulse is just a formality.

"Mr. Chen's condition is indeed a bit bad, but it has not reached the point where it cannot be treated."

"I'll prepare a little bit first, it will take about ten minutes."

After saying that, Wang Fugui took out the silver needle he carried with him.

Chen Sicheng, who was standing behind him, had doubts written all over his face after seeing the silver needle.

Is it possible that he still wants to use acupuncture to treat his son?

Isn't this a joke?

Even surgery can't cure the condition. Just a few injections will do?

Ten minutes later, Wang Fugui had sterilized all the silver needles.

Then, acupuncture began.

"Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Hell."

Wang Fugui said in a voice that only he could hear.

In an instant, more than a dozen silver needles had been inserted into Chen Lidong's heart.

Chen Sicheng, who was standing aside, immediately saw Wang Fugui's tactics.

Immediately, he looked at Dean Liu standing aside with surprise.

Dean Liu saw Chen Sicheng's thoughts and shook his head gently.

Now it is necessary to create a quiet environment so that Wang Fugui can treat his illness with peace of mind.

Chen Sicheng also knew this and didn't say anything.
To be continued...