The doctor from the infirmary and the man from Sabah came out.
Zhou Jianguo introduced: "This is Director Ou Zhiqiangou, the director of the medical office, and this is Saliman, the father of the patient."
Luoyang stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "My name is Luoyang, and I am the doctor who is here to take over the treatment of patients."
Ou Zhiqiang shook Luo Yang's hand symbolically and said in a calm tone: "Hello, Dr. Luo, do you know the patient's condition?"
"I don't know. Let's talk about it later." Luoyang said.
Ou Zhiqiang's face suddenly turned ugly. He originally wanted to ask which hospital Luoyang came from, but Luoyang pushed him to the corner with just one sentence.
In fact, Luoyang was not sincere, he just didn't want to waste time. He had experienced this situation several times. He could guess what Ou Zhiqiang would ask him next. But he could also understand that being a doctor
Who doesn’t think that his medical skills are great? If another doctor comes to take over his patient, he will definitely be repulsed in his heart, and how can he be polite in his words?
Besides, why should a master like him compete with a little doctor? If he wins, he will lose face and lose his dignity, and he won't bother to put in the effort.
"Mr. Saliman, is it okay if I go in to treat your daughter now?" Luoyang asked the girl's father.
"Huh?" Saliman obviously didn't understand.
Zhou Jianguo translated in Arabic.
Saliman suddenly came up to Luoyang, gave Luoyang a warm hug, and said something in a gibberish voice.
Although Luoyang didn't understand, he saw the anxiety and desire of a father in Saliman's tearful eyes. He nodded, and when Saliman let go of him, he went directly into the treatment room.
He closed the door smoothly.
Ou Zhiqiang originally wanted to follow in, but almost hit the glass door.
"Why is this person like this?" Ou Zhiqiang became angry and reached out to grab the doorknob.
Hu Bufei grabbed Ou Zhiqiang's wrist and pulled him back.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Ou Zhiqiang was angry.
Hu Bufei said: "Master Luo treats people and refuses all visits."
While talking, he stood in front of the glass door, blocking the way.
When Ou Zhiqiang wanted to say something else, Zhou Jianguo tried to persuade him: "Director Ou, although Master Luo is very young, he has quite a temper. Please calm down and wait until Master Luo has treated the patient."
Ou Zhiqiang chuckled: "Why do you pretend to be a master at such a young age? I'm afraid you are not a liar. If he can cure that girl's terminal liver cancer, I will worship him as my teacher!"
This was also said to Hu Bufei.
Hu Bufei did not react at all. He spread his legs slightly and folded his hands on his abdomen, acting like a professional bodyguard.
Treatment room.
Luoyang grabbed the girl's wrist and injected a bit of spiritual power into her body.
Zuwu version of "Endoscope".
The spiritual power alleviated the girl's pain, and she felt something. She slowly opened her eyes. Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything. She was too weak.
After the diagnosis, Luoyang had a relatively accurate grasp of the girl's expression.
Just as he thought, Tang Deshan and Zhou Jianguo found him a patient with a condition similar to that of the princess. He had advanced liver cancer and the cancer cells had metastasized to the spine. The only difference was that the kidneys were fine, but the liver
The cancer cells in my body were already very serious. If I hadn’t met him, I would have only had one month to live.
Luoyang let go of the girl's wrist, took out his Feather Eye mobile phone, adjusted the camera's magnification to 20x, first lifted the quilt and took a photo of the girl's abdomen, then turned the girl's body sideways, and took a picture of the girl's abdomen.
I took a photo with her back.
Although the diagnostic results of the Zuwu version of "endoscopy" are already quite accurate, the ultra-clear "color ultrasound" taken with the Feather Eye mobile phone is more intuitive and conducive to surgical operations. After all, the former is presented in the mind
Image, the latter is presented in front of the eyes in the form of photos, the former needs to be recalled,
The latter, on the other hand, could clearly see it at a glance.
Outside the door, Ou Zhiqiang was confused by Luoyang's magical operation and asked curiously: "What is he doing?"
No one answered.
Zhou Jianguo was also confused. If Luoyang's operation was worth 10 million, he couldn't even tell what the operation was for 50 cents.
In the treatment room, Luoyang saw two ultra-clear "color ultrasound" photos, and after further confirming the location of the cancerous mass, he opened his suitcase and took out the steel needles he had prepared early in the morning. Then, he took the girl's patient
I pulled the clothes up a little and carefully inserted the steel needle.
Ou Zhiqiang became excited again: "What is he doing? He is just messing around! No, I have to stop him!"
He angrily tried to push away Hu Bufei who was blocking the way, but Hu Bufei grabbed his wrist and pushed him down.
"Ouch! Ouch..." Ou Zhiqiang screamed in pain.
Hu Bufei pushed Ou Zhiqiang forward with all his strength, and said in a cold voice: "Be honest with me, do you think it is easy to invite Master Luo to come? This matter is not just a matter of how big a project you have negotiated, let alone you
This doctor's face problem is very serious! I'm warning you, if you keep messing around, be careful I won't be polite to you!"
Ou Zhiqiang's face turned the color of pig liver, but he dared not speak out in anger.
He had heard that this matter involved a mysterious department, but Hu Bufei spoke so seriously that he was silenced.
In the treatment room, the millet bug crawled into the little girl's abdominal cavity along the steel needle.
Luoyang put down the steel needle, and Taichu's doctor pressed his fingers on the small wound, and then rubbed it gently. Using his spiritual power as a guide, he directed the millet green spirit worm to eat the cancer cells on the girl's liver.
With the experience of treating Su Hai, this kind of "surgery" is already familiar to him.
Although Luoyang couldn't see the movements of the millet green spirit worm in the girl's abdominal cavity, through his supersensory connection, he knew that the millet green spirit worm was devouring cancer cells much faster this time than when he treated Su Hai last time. After all, it is now faster than the last time it treated Su Hai.
It was a little stronger at that time.
In the same voodoo bowl and voodoo refining techniques, the voodoo that Luo Juexing raised was a voodoo that killed people and harmed people, but the voodoo he cultivated was a voodoo that cured diseases and saved people.
Another person came in at the door of the infirmary, Tang Deshan.:
Tang Deshan glanced at Luoyang in the treatment room and asked casually: "What is he doing in there?"
Without waiting for Zhou Jianguo's reply, Ou Zhiqiang vomited out all his resentment: "Mr. Tang, that master is just messing around. He punctured the patient's abdomen with a steel needle. Can he cure cancer like this?"
Tang Deshan frowned slightly.
His intuition told him that this master was probably a liar, and he didn't even have any medical knowledge.
Ou Zhiqiang added: "Mr. Tang, this patient's condition is very dangerous. He could die here even if he messes with him like this. I must first state that if anything happens, I will not bear any responsibility."
Tang Deshan said calmly: "What responsibility do you bear? Whoever treats the patient is responsible."
A sneer appeared on Ou Zhiqiang's lips.
Having graduated from a key medical university, he has concluded that the treatment in Luoyang will soon turn into a medical accident. And this is Sabah. If a person without medical qualifications treats someone to death here, the trouble will not be solved by just paying some money.