The attending doctor was stunned and covered his face and looked at Wang Song, "Mr. Wang, you are..."

"Get out!" Wang Song roared, "Damn it! Don't believe in Mr. Ye's medical skills. Are you a fucking idiot?"

The attending doctor was stunned again, "I..."

"What a fool? If it weren't for Mr. Ye, I would have lost my hands."

Wang Song was both harsh and looked like he was about to kill.

The attending doctor knew Wang Song's identity and did not dare to act rashly. He quickly explained: "Mr. Wang, the patient inside has a cerebral hemorrhage, yes..."

Slap!

Wang Song raised his hand and slapped him again, "My brother-in-law's headache was a brain problem before. Have you been cured?"

"I..." The attending doctor was speechless.

They were given high hopes and even gave a lot of money, but people were not cured at all, but on the contrary they became more and more serious.

"There is no disease that cannot be cured without Mr. Ye!"

Dong!

After Wang Song said that, he raised his leg and kicked the doctor's lower abdomen, "You idiot!"

Ouch!

The attending doctor was screaming with a scream, covering his lower abdomen, and squatting down hunched over.

"Please, Mr. Ye!" Although Wang Song didn't know who was sick, he was still very sensible when he saw Ye Chen anxious.

Ye Chen nodded, entered the emergency room, and closed the door.

Although Chen Bingyi and Jiang Lu were uneasy and worried, they didn't dare to speak when they saw Wang Song beat the attending doctor. They were afraid of Wang Song's identity and did not dare to speak.

As for the attending doctors and other medical staff, they were so scared that they looked pale and didn't dare to say a word. They were worried that Wang Song would be embarrassed and beat them up.

Ye Chen came in and his eyes fell on Chen Zhiqiang's pale face. He was secretly glad in his heart that he was very lucky that the silver needle stopped bleeding in time. Even if he was pulled, it would have slowed down.

He took out the silver needle and started acupuncture treatment.

Ye Chen's treatment process was very fast and it was done in more than ten minutes.

After the processing, he pulled out the silver needle and did not wake Chen Zhiqiang up, but let him sleep for a while.

To be precise, when a person wakes up, his eyes are heavy and he cannot open his eyes.

He finished processing and walked out of it.

Jiang Lu originally didn't want Ye Chen to save people, but when he saw Wang Song beating people in anger, he was so scared that he dared not stop them.

Now seeing Ye Chen come out, he hurried forward, suppressed his anger and asked, "How is your Uncle Chen?"

The attending doctor was beaten and felt unhappy. He still felt that Ye Chen was unbeliever. In addition, Ye Chen came out so quickly, so he didn't believe that he could be cured. He sneered: "What else can it be done? It probably cannot be cured."

"Ye Chen, you, you must have killed your Uncle Chen?" Jiang Lu was anxious, pushed open the door and rushed in.

Chen Bingyi followed him to the ward. When she passed by Ye Chen, she stamped her feet at him and shouted angrily: "You are waiting to pay my father's life."

The attending doctor also felt energetic, "I want to expose you, a medical liar."

He also stepped in, trying to prove that he was dead and could not be saved.

Other medical staff also wanted to see the results, so they followed them in.

Wang Song looked at Ye Chen. Although he supported him, he didn't know the treatment situation.

Didi!

At this moment, the sound of instruments sounded inside.

However, it is not an alarm sound, but a working sound.

"Director, the patient has a heartbeat."

"Director, the patient's blood pressure is normal."

"Director, the patient's vital signs are recovering."

......

The roars of medical staff came again and again.


Chapter completed!