Wang Min's ward was right next to Xia Hong's. Xiao Feng and others heard about it and followed her.
I saw Wang Min lying on the bed, her face as pale as snow, and her whole body had lost weight.
"Dean Chen, we can only do craniotomy, there is no other way."
"The success rate is only 20%, but even if it succeeds, you will either be paralyzed or in a vegetative state."
Zhou Qingren said seriously.
He is a famous doctor that Wan Weizhe spent a lot of money to invite from the provincial capital, and he is also a brain expert at the Medical University.
"Professor Zhou, is there really no other way?"
Chen Changsheng asked.
"No!"
Zhou Qingren shook his head: "She has terminal brain cancer. I suggest...it is better not to have surgery and spend the last days of her life peacefully."
"ah?"
Wang Min burst into tears: "Brother-in-law, I don't want to die, please save me, brother-in-law..."
"This...Xiao Min, don't be impatient."
Chen Changsheng also had no idea.
Zhou Qingren told him that this kind of late-stage cancer could not be cured in the world, so it would be useless to go anywhere.
"Dr. Xiao, please save me."
Wang Min suddenly saw Xiao Feng at the door and seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.
"It was all my fault before. I can't help but make amends to you. As long as you can save my life, I'm willing to work as a horse for you."
She was crying loudly. Thirties is a good age. No one can accept death.
"Xiao Feng, can you...can cure it?"
After holding it in for a few seconds, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but ask.
"able!"
Xiao Feng's words shocked everyone present again.
Can you cure late-stage brain cancer? This is a terminal disease plaguing the world, with a mortality rate of 100%.
"Really?"
Wang Min was extremely excited: "Please help me, I really don't want to die."
"Why should I save you?"
"Are you deliberately mocking and belittling me because of you?"
"Are you going to suppress me and my students in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association for your brother-in-law? Huh?"
Xiao Feng asked with a smile, and every word was offensive.
"Dr. Xiao, it's all my fault."
Chen Changsheng put down his face and bowed: "As long as you can save Xiao Min, I am willing to bow and apologize to you in public. The position of chairman of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association belongs to you."
Xiao Feng shook his head: "I am not interested in the position of chairman, but an apology is necessary."
"But... there are two conditions."
"First, the position of chairman is given to Huang Xiuzhen, and the position of first vice chairman is given to Lin Huichun."
"Two, you must be willing to admit defeat and eat maggots alive."
"What?"
It was easy to give up the position of chairman, but once the maggots were eaten, his dignity as the dean would be gone.
"Brother-in-law, just eat it."
"I heard that maggots are high in protein and can replenish the body."
In order to survive, Wang Min did not care.
"That's right, Dean Chen, eat it, you won't lose anything."
Zhao Dongjiang fanned the flames: "Brother Xiao didn't ask you for a penny for treatment, so you can just enjoy it secretly. Why are you pretending to be a coward?"
Chen Changsheng's face turned red, and finally he gritted his teeth.
"Okay, I promise, I promise everything."
"It's pure nonsense."
Suddenly, Zhou Qingren's face was full of ridicule: "Dean Chen, are you an old fool?"
"A terminal brain cancer that is incurable in the world can be cured by a young boy in his twenties?"
"He is obviously a charlatan, but you are still an old Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Sir, who do you think is a liar?"
Xiao Feng was a little displeased. Do I know you? You were just babbling.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Zhou Qingren looked him up and down: "Looking at your sinister look, you don't look like a good person."
"You still dare to pretend in front of me, do you know who I am?"
"Who do you fucking love? Believe it or not, I will whip you."
Zhao Dongjiang stepped forward and was about to take action, but was stopped by Xiao Feng.
"Old gentleman, may I ask who you are?"
"snort!"
Zhou Qingren put his hands behind his back: "I am Zhou Qingren, a professor at Fengcheng Medical University and a brain expert."
"I have been a doctor for more than 40 years, but what kind of brain disease have I not seen? Even I am helpless, how dare you talk so shamelessly?"
"Oh...it turns out to be Professor Zhou. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Xiao Feng cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I thought the medical universities were all top medical experts, but now it seems they are nothing more than that."
"Just because your diseases can't be cured by Western medicine, doesn't mean it can't be cured by Chinese medicine. Do you understand?"
"What? Chinese medicine?"
Zhou Qingren was stunned: "Dean Chen, is this guy a Chinese medicine doctor?"
Seeing Chen Changsheng nod, he burst out laughing.
"Boy, isn't your deception too low-level?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine wants to treat brain cancer? As you can imagine, even those great Chinese medicine practitioners in Yanjing will never be able to do it."
"Don't compare me to them, understand?"
Xiao Feng walked to the hospital bed and glanced at him: "Professor Zhou, what if I cure Dean Wang?"
"snort!"
Zhou Qingren sneered: "Boy, if you can cure her, I will kneel down and call you teacher, okay?"
"You want to be my student, but you're not qualified yet."
"Lin Yang, come in."
Xiao Feng shouted, and Lin Yang, who had been waiting outside, quickly ran out of the ward.
"Master, what's the matter?"
Xiao Feng pointed at Zhou Qingren: "From tomorrow on, he will be your student. Teach him well and don't lose Long Shantang's face."
"Ah? My student?"
Lin Yang was stunned. His status was actually promoted, and he even accepted an old man in his sixties.
"Bastard, you dare to humiliate me?"
Zhou Qingren is so angry that you want me to become your disciple? Are you too arrogant?
Wu Zheng and Zhao Dongjiang both laughed. This was obviously embarrassing Zhou Qingren.
"You are a Western medicine doctor and I am a Chinese medicine doctor."
"You're basically learning from scratch. What's the shame in that?"
Xiao Feng smiled.
"Okay, okay!"
Zhou Qingren gritted his teeth: "Let me see how you cure her. If you can't cure her, I will call the police and arrest you, a liar."
At this time, the whole ward was full of people, everyone wanted to see how this little Chinese doctor treated late-stage brain cancer.
Xiao Feng took his pulse first and said in a deep voice: "The cancer cells have spread throughout the body. Fortunately, you didn't open the skull, otherwise you would have died."
"Hmph!"
Zhou Qingren curled his lips coldly, "It can't be cured if it doesn't spread, let alone if it spreads. I'll see how you play tricks on me, brat."
Xiao Feng thought about it in his mind. Among the seven-star Longyang needles, there is a set of acupuncture methods specifically designed to treat brain tumors. However, the treatment process will be very painful, but the curative effect is extremely fast.
"Dean Wang, the treatment will be very painful. You must grit your teeth and endure it."
"If you give up midway, your condition will deteriorate rapidly and there will be no way to recover."
Seeing Xiao Feng's serious face, Wang Min nodded heavily: "Doctor Xiao, as long as I can survive, I can endure any pain."
"good!"
He took out the Bian Que Silver Needle, used the thickest and longest one, and pierced Wang Min's Tianling Gai, and the entire silver needle went in.
"Um!"
Wang Min was biting a piece of wood in her mouth, and the pain made her break into a cold sweat.
"Hold it."
Xiao Feng began to apply needles on her head, and the silver needles fell one by one, and the spiritual power continued to increase.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Chen Changsheng's eyes widened even more. He had never seen such exquisite acupuncture before.