"Dr. Wang, a general-level figure, can be called a national treasure, but his condition is too complicated, and Blue Sky Hospital is helpless.
My senior brother Zhao Dekai mentioned you to me again and again, so I invited you to come and relieve the temporary crisis of Lantian Hospital." Ye Changming said very humbly.
"In that case, then take me to see this special patient." Wang Gensheng said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Ye Chang looked helpless.
Accompanied by Ye Changming personally, Wang Gensheng went to the special inpatient building of Lantian Hospital.
When I went there, if it weren't for the slight smell of disinfectant, I would have been unbelievable that this was a hospital.
The internal structure of the entire hospital is completely based on the design of a star-rated hotel.
In the corridor, there were two men in suits and leather shoes standing guard there. They stood upright, looking powerful and majestic.
"Dean Ye, hello!" A man walked up to Ye Changming and asked softly.
"How is the old man doing now?" Ye Changming asked quickly.
"It's not very good. I don't want to see any strangers or nurses, and I even clamored to go back immediately." The man said in a deep voice, his expression not very good.
"Didn't I say before that I invited a doctor?" Ye Changming frowned slightly and said softly.
"Doctor, where are you?" The man looked at Ye Changming and was stunned.
"This is it." Ye Changming pointed at Wang Gensheng and said softly.
What?
Two men in suits were shocked.
The young man in front of me is only twenty years old. Even a doctor can have great abilities.
Wang Gensheng was furious at what they saw, and sneered: "What do you mean, you don't believe I'm a doctor?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that your age makes people a little..."
One man showed a hint of embarrassment, and he was embarrassed to say the rest.
"Dean Ye, in this case, let's go back!" Wang Gensheng sneered.
"Doctor Wang, how can this be done? By the way, my senior brother seems to have mentioned some of your difficulties. Why don't you take this opportunity to solve them all?"
Ye Changming kept saying that he had known that Wang Gensheng had a temper.
"Dean Ye, it's just that the old man doesn't want to meet strangers now, you see." A man was a little embarrassed.
Ye Changming is even more embarrassed. Whoever treats a doctor cannot judge by seeing the patient, especially Chinese medicine, which needs to be seen, heard, inquired and examined.
"Doctor Wang, why don't we go back first and come back when the old man is in a better mood?" Ye Changming's lips moved slightly, but he didn't mean what he said.
"Dean Ye, I'm very busy. I don't have time to wait. I have to rush back to Linshui today. If I don't cure the patient's disease, how can I go back?"
Wang Gensheng showed a hint of displeasure.
"But if you can't see the old man, how can you treat him?" Ye Changming was speechless.
"I don't need to see the patient, I can still treat the patient." Wang Gensheng smiled faintly, but looked lazy.
"What?" The two men in suits looked at Wang Gensheng, with several words written on their faces at the same time, surprised.
"Have you ever heard of Xuansi pulse diagnosis?" Wang Gensheng said softly, looking very calm.
"I've seen it," one man said.
"..."
Wang Gensheng was stunned. There must be other people in the world who have such a unique skill.
"I mean, I've seen it on TV. Sun Wukong treats people and uses a silk thread to take the patient's pulse. Are you trying to fool others?"
The man said angrily.
"Why should I fool others?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"Sun Wukong is a god, are you?" the man asked.
"I'm not a god, but I am a god. Stop talking nonsense and go find the thread quickly." Wang Gensheng glared at the man and said coldly.
"You are looking for..."
The man pointed his finger at Wang Gensheng, but before he could say the word "death", Wang Gensheng had already grabbed his finger.
"It hurts!" The man cried out in pain, but he didn't dare to shout loudly because this was a hospital and because he had received special training.
Another man said softly: "Doctor Wang, I'd better treat the patient with the old man first. If we want to compare our skills, let's find a spacious place."
Wang Gensheng let go of the man's finger, and it was not broken. He just gave him a small lesson.
Soon, the silk thread came over, and a man took the other end of the silk thread and went into a ward.
Wang Gensheng held this end and sat at the door of the ward.
There was a curtain in the middle of the ward, completely separating the inside from the outside. Wang Gensheng could not see what was going on inside.
The thread passed through the gap in the curtain and soon fell straight.
Wang Gensheng pulled the silk thread with one hand and gently played with it with the other hand. The silk thread made a sound like a string.
Occasionally, Wang Gensheng would turn his face sideways, put the silk thread to his ear and listen, and there would be an imperceptible smile on his face.
A few minutes later, Wang Gensheng put down the silk thread, looked at Ye Changming, and said with a smile: "Dean Ye, the patients inside are not sick at all."
"..."
Ye Changming's eyes widened and he didn't even know what Wang Gensheng was talking about.
"I mean, the person on the other end of the thread is not a patient at all. If I'm not mistaken, she must be a young woman who has learned martial arts."
Wang Gensheng's face darkened. It was obvious that the people inside didn't believe his Xuansi pulse diagnosis at all, but instead came a peach-generation Li Zhan.
The two men just now were completely stunned. One of them had just walked out and naturally knew what was going on inside.
It turned out that the patient inside was indeed a different person, to be precise, a young woman, the patient's granddaughter.
"Come in!" An old voice came from inside.
Immediately afterwards, the curtain was opened, and Wang Gensheng looked inside. There was a hospital bed inside, and an old man with gray hair was lying on the hospital bed.
In front of his bed, there was a young woman sitting.
Just when he turned around to look at Wang Gensheng, the two of them were suddenly stunned.
This young woman was the girl Wang Gensheng chased after asking for her address in the train station square. She had just changed her clothes at this moment.
"Why is it you?"
"Why is it you again?"
They were stunned at the same time, and blurted out in unhappiness at the same time.
"Xiaoya, do you know him?" the old man asked softly.
"Grandpa, I don't know him. I just bumped into him twice occasionally. I feel very annoying." The girl frowned.
Her name is Zhao Ya, the granddaughter of the old man. She came back in a hurry from other places to visit her grandfather who was seriously ill.
"Little sister, although I am a little bit annoying, I am here to treat your grandfather. You have to be gentle to me!"
Wang Gensheng smiled faintly, but his face was full of slyness.