"My patients, please be careful. Your injuries are too strange. The hospital cannot find where the injuries are. Now I have invited Zen Master Fang Zhi and will definitely heal your injuries."
President Gong Han said that he seemed to trust Zen Master Fang Zhi's medical skills because many years ago, he had the honor to see Zen Master Fang Zhi's magical medical skills.
"What kind of disease can an old monk treat? Are you kicked your brain by a donkey?" Woodway cursed. Now he couldn't stand up, otherwise he would be going to hit someone!
It made me feel that the hospital was playing with them, deliberately procrastinating and not treating them. They didn't know that when Zhou Lang was teaching them a lesson at the lover's bar, he had already tampered with them. It was not that the hospital did not treat them, but that the hospital still didn't know where they were injured.
"Do you know who we are? We are following Vice Mayor Yan's youngest son Xiao. You are so neglecting us, that's simply a joke."
Another ace thug under Xiao Keming also said.
"Everyone, don't be so arrogant. You should cooperate with our treatment. You may not know that you stayed in the hospital. Yan Jialin and Xiao Keming were taken away by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection this morning, and you are also under the control of the police. If it weren't for your injuries, you would have been arrested, and seven or eight police officers would be guarding the medical building. As long as you heal, you would be taken away immediately."
President Gong Han said.
"What...this...this is impossible!" Woodwei certainly did not believe Dean Gong Han's words.
"Donor, healing is important, please stop talking."
At this moment, Zen Master Fang Zhi's eldest disciple Jie Chi took action. He lit up on Woodwee's chest. Although Woodwee's mouth was still opening and closing, he couldn't make a sound.
"Stinky monk, what did you do to Brother Wu?"
A bastard screamed in pain, and the thugs and the bastards were also staring at the monk Jie Chi. If they hadn't been lying on the hospital bed now, they would have been going to hit someone long ago.
"My master needs the patient's peace and cooperation when he treats people. How can he treat him like this?" Monk Jie Chi snorted coldly, took action again, and lit the talking gangster: "Shut up too!"
The bastard opened his mouth and said all kinds of voices were released.
The other gangsters were shocked and dared not be arrogant or speak anymore. Now they were injured, they were weak all over and couldn't stand up, and their bodies were in great pain. If they were made into mute again, it would be really miserable!
"What is this method?"
"Isn't this acupoints in novels and films? If you click the mute acupoint, you can't speak?"
"These three monks seem to be quite capable, no wonder the dean drove to invite them in person."
...
Some doctors who looked down on Zen Master Fang Zhi and the other three before saw this shocking scene, could not speak one by one, and had all kinds of thoughts in their hearts.
Zhu Yan also came to the ward. When she saw this scene, she felt a little relieved. She felt that these three monks must be masters of medical skills, otherwise there would not be such a method.
She clearly remembered that when Tang Fei asked Zhou Lang to the hospital to treat Wu Jianfeng, who was paralyzed in the lower body, she stopped Zhou Lang because Zhou Lang had no qualifications to work as a doctor. Zhou Lang tapped her at that time. Not only could she not speak, she could not even move.
It was precisely because Zhou Lang had such magical means that she felt that Zhou Lang might be able to treat his father's legs, so she seduced Zhou Lang in the elevator, so that Zhou Lang thought she was a voluntary woman and had a misunderstanding of her. Of course, the misunderstanding between her and Zhou Lang has been eliminated now.
"Director, please ask all the doctors to go out. My master will start treating these injured."
The monk Jieqi clasped his hands together.
"Everyone, go out, don't disturb the Zen master." President Gong Han quickly said to the doctors.
In his eyes, Zen Master Fang Zhi is a real master. He has a sense of mystery and does not want others to disturb him. He can fully understand this. In fact, he finds it very rare that he can invite Zen Master Fang Zhi.
You should know that once a provincial leader got a strange disease and asked Zen Master Fang Zhi to treat it. However, Zen Master Fang Zhi was unwilling to go because this leader was a corrupt official. This corrupt official wanted to take action against Zen Master Fang Zhi, but was suppressed by a mysterious powerful person and was directly taken off the stage.
From then on, he knew that Zen Master Fang Zhi was not only experienced in medical skills, but also had deep friendships with some powerful officials in the officialdom. Even if he was a provincial cadre, as long as Zen Master Fang Zhi was not happy, he would really not treat you.
Soon, all the doctors left the ward, and Director Gong Han also left, waiting outside the ward.
Zen Master Fang Zhi slowly walked to Woodway's bedside and began to pick up the pulse of Woodway.
Woodwei seemed to know the power of Zen Master Fang Zhi, and wanted Fang Zhi to heal his injuries, so he cooperated more. He even endured the severe pain on his body and stopped humming, but the other gangsters couldn't help it, and the moans in the ward were still coming one after another.
Zen Master Fang Zhi had a calm expression before, looking very proud, but as soon as he got his meridian, his face changed slightly, and he seemed very surprised.
After about a minute, Zen Master Fang Zhi let go of Woodway's pulse, sighed softly, shook his head, looking helpless.
"Master, what's wrong?" asked Monk Jie Chen.
"This person was injured by a powerful person's pulse. He was powerless to be a teacher." Zen Master Fang Zhi explained.
"No, there is also the injury that you cannot cure, Master?" Mr. Jie Chen said unbelievably. He also picked up Woodwee's hand and put a finger on Woodwee's pulse.
"His pulse is really messy. Logically speaking, such people should be dead, but why are they not dead?" After taking the pulse, Monk Jie Chen said with a puzzled look on his face.
"Let's look at other people." Zen Master Fang Zhi said.
So the master and apprentice inspected all twenty or so gangsters.
"These people are the same. The pulse is damaged. However, this person who hurts people is really amazing. Everyone uses the same technique."
Zen Master Fang Zhi sighed.
"Master, these people are not good people, they are about to be taken away by the police. I think they must have offended some masters."
The monk Jiechi said.
"Jie Chi, go and tell me, Dean Gong Han, please come in." Zen Master Fang Zhi said.
Soon, President Gong Han returned to the ward.
"Zen Master, what are these people's injuries? We can't detect them with modern medical instruments." President Gong Han said anxiously. Now he is eager to know the answer to see if Zen Master Fang Zhi can treat it.
"These people have all been injured in their pulse. Although their techniques are different, they must be injured by one person." Zen Master Fang Zhi said: "This person who hurts others is definitely a master, with a profound cultivation level, far above me, the old monk. I am afraid I can do nothing about the injuries of these people."
"Zen Master, do you know that no injury can be cured anywhere?" Director Gong Han said in shock. He originally thought that as long as Zen Master Fang Zhi came out of the mountain and cured these injured people, he would definitely be sure to do so, but he did not expect that this would be the result.
"Although the meridians in the human body are simply divided into eight extraordinary meridians, they are actually thousands of them. The techniques used by those who hurt others are not the same. It is impossible to find out whether those meridians are damaged. Unless those with great supernatural powers directly pour true qi into the meridians of the injured, wandering around the whole body, and repairing all their meridians. But where can people with such a defiant cultivation go?"
Zen Master Fang Zhi said: "If this hurtful master hadn't appeared, these people would have been difficult to cure."
"Zen Master, you can't treat it... This... what should I do!" President Gong Han became anxious.
Just then, someone pushed the door open and entered.
"Zhu Yan, didn't you let you go out? Why did you come in?"
When President Gong Han saw that it was Zhu Yan who was pushing the door open, he asked, he liked this young female doctor very much because Zhu Yan was willing to study medical skills and strive for excellence. Now he was very bored. If someone else had changed, he would probably not be talking in this tone at this time, but the person who was about to come in left directly.
"Director, does Zen Master have any treatment options?" Zhu Yan asked. She was also anxious about this matter because she knew that it not only concerns the reputation of the hospital, but also the personal future of the dean. She has always respected the dean, so she wanted to share the worries of the dean.
"The Zen master can do nothing," said Dean Gong Han.
"Director, I know a person with excellent medical skills. He may do it. If you agree, I want to invite him to come and have a look."
Zhu Yan hesitated for a moment and said that Zen Master Fang Zhi could not save these twenty or more injured people. She felt that she could only invite Zhou Lang to come. If the matter continued to be delayed, it would be unfavorable. You should know that the doctor-patient relationship is very tense now. If the families of these injured people come to the hospital to cause trouble and say that a Grade A hospital can't cure ordinary injuries. If you report it to some unscrupulous media, the reputation of the hospital will really be bad. In addition, although these injured people are some thugs and gangsters, she also feels that this is more than twenty lives and cannot be given up.
"Oh, who is he? Is he also a master like Zen Master Fang Zhi?" asked Dean Gong Han.
"He is just a young man of twenty-three or four, but his medical skills are really high." Zhu Yan said truthfully.
"I am in my twenties, no matter how high my medical skills are, I am afraid I will not be much taller." President Gong Han said in a disappointment.
"Director Gong, don't let this female donor doctor invite someone to see it. The medical skills and age actually have little to do with it."
Unexpectedly, Zen Master Fang Zhi said that.
"Zhu Yan, then you can go and call quickly." President Gong Han hesitated for a moment and said.
Zhu Yan left the ward and immediately called Zhou Lang. At this time, Zhou Lang had already left Tang Fei's house and returned to the Violet Apartment he rented.
Zen Master Fang Zhi left the hospital with his two disciples, Jie Chi and Jie Chen.
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Twenty minutes later, Zhou Lang appeared in the consultation room of the Municipal People's Hospital. He took the more than 20 people under Xiao Keming's men. Of course, he knew that these people must have suffered for a few days. If they took a few more days, they might have died.
"Director, is this the master invited by Dr. Zhu Yan? What a young man like this? He is better than the doctors in our hospital and better than that magical Zen master?"
As soon as he entered the hospital and had not arrived at the ward, a middle-aged doctor in his forties began to attack Zhou Lang. He looked down on Zhou Lang at all.