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Chapter 7 Kneel down and beg me!

What?!

After He Changyuan finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present changed, and what Chen Dong had just said instantly came to mind.

Could it be that what that boy said was true?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

"Vice President He, are you mistaken? This is obviously a penicillin allergy." Zhao Dahai said in disbelief, his eyes flickering, thinking that He Changyuan must have made a mistake somewhere.

"Are you questioning me?"

He Changyuan glared at Zhao Dahai, who immediately shrank his neck in fright and quickly denied, "Don't dare."

"The patient's symptoms are indeed similar to penicillin allergy, but the patient's lips are purple and there is a black line under the neck. This is a typical case of mixed poison."

"If we treat it as a penicillin allergy, it will only spread the poison and put the patient's life in danger!"

"What's more, the sample sent this morning has not gone through clinical trials. How dare you use it on Master Yang?"

He Yuanyuan's words were sonorous, and when his voice fell, Zhao Dahai's face turned pale.

"You quack doctor, it's all your fault for causing my son to suffer like this."

After reacting, Mrs. Yang became completely angry and rushed towards Zhao Dahai like crazy. Her sharp nails instantly scratched several deep blood marks on Zhao Dahai's face.

Not only did she mistook the poisoning for penicillin allergy, she also injected her son with a drug that had not yet undergone clinical trials, using her son as a guinea pig.

This is simply murder!

"Mrs. Yang, please calm down." Zhao Dahai's eyes were full of fear, and tears of pain were about to fall out.

"Calm down? You quack, if anything happens to my son, I will ask you to bury him with him!" the middle-aged beautiful woman roared, frightening Zhao Dahai to the point of shaking all over.

You must know that this is the wife of the president of the Feilong Chamber of Commerce, with great energy. If something happens to Master Yang, the other party will really let him be buried with him!

"Dean He, please, please save my son."

After cleaning up Zhao Dahai, the middle-aged beautiful woman quickly begged He Yuanhua. At this moment, the young man on the hospital bed was all black and blue, and he looked very scary.

"Why."

Facing Madam Yang's begging, He Changyuan sighed helplessly, "Mrs. Yang, it's not that I'm unwilling to take action. If Master Yang hadn't injected epinephrine hydrochloride, I would still be 50% sure of controlling this poison, but

Now... I’m sorry that I can’t do anything!”

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang suddenly seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She fell to the ground, her eyes were empty, and she murmured to herself, "Xuan'er, my Xuan'er..."

Her heart was filled with sadness and remorse. If she had not believed in Zhao Dahai, a quack doctor, she would not have put her son in danger.

She hates it!

Seeing Mrs. Yang's tears streaming down her face, He Yuan sighed with a complicated expression.

"Dean He, there is someone who may be able to save Young Master Yang."

But at this moment, Nan Jiaxi's weak voice broke the calm, making everyone stunned. All eyes fell on Nan Jiaxi. The latter gritted his teeth and told what happened just now.

Read it again.

She originally didn't believe in Chen Dong's medical skills. She only thought that the other party wanted to help her, so she stepped forward. However, what Dean He said just now was very similar to what Chen Dong said. He had already said that Master Yang was not allergic to penicillin.

It was poisoning, exactly as Dean He said.

This made her couldn't help but suspect that Chen Dong might not be just pretending, but could actually save people!

With the mentality of giving it a try, I simply said it.

"I see!"

Who would have thought that when Dean He heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he noticed the silver needle thrown away by Zhao Dahai not far away. He suddenly realized that when he checked Young Master Yang's pulse just now, he found that the toxins in his body seemed to have been suppressed by a force.

The outbreak of the toxin was delayed, otherwise Master Yang would have died long ago.

Unexpectedly, this is actually the case!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Zhao Dahai shouted in disbelief, "That kid is just a migrant worker, there is no way he knows medical skills."

"Director Zhao is right. That migrant worker is just bragging. There is no way he knows medical skills. He just happened to guess it right. In fact, he is a waste." Nurse Beibei also hurriedly agreed, with a look of disbelief.

"Shut up!"

Hearing the contemptuous tone of the two people, He Changyuan looked ugly and scolded, which immediately made the two of them tremble.

"Trash? Can a trash tell at a glance that Master Yang is poisoned? Can a trash use an acupuncture to suppress the toxins in Young Master Yang's body?"

"If he is trash, then who do you think he is?"

Faced with He Yuanyuan's questioning, Zhao Dahai and Zhao Dahai's faces turned blue and white, extremely ugly.

"What are you still doing? You don't dare to invite him back. Apart from him, no one else can save Young Master Yang. If something happens to Young Master Yang, you'll all be waiting to go to jail!" He Changyuan said coldly.

, the two of them were so frightened that they trembled and rushed out quickly.

"There he is!"

After searching around, nurse Beibei suddenly pointed excitedly at Chen Dong at the end of the corridor and rushed over.

"Um?"

Seeing the two people approaching, Chen Dong frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"You have something to do with me?"

"Boy, Yang Shao is poisoned. Didn't you just say that you were the only one who could save Yang? Why don't you go quickly?" Zhao Dahai ordered when he saw Chen Dong.

As soon as these words came out, Chen Dong immediately came to his senses, his eyes were full of joking, it turned out that he was begging him to save someone.

"Haha, I'm just a migrant worker and don't know medical skills. Director Zhao should handle it himself." Chen Dong said coldly, obviously not intending to take action.

"You...don't be so shameless." Zhao Dahai's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he was very angry. A mere migrant worker really thought he had medical skills. If it weren't for Dean He's order, he wouldn't ask for such a favor.

people.

"That's right, who is Director Zhao? If he comes to invite you in person, he thinks highly of you." Nurse Beibei also echoed from the side, with a look of displeasure on her face.

"Haha, is this your attitude of asking for help? I can't stand it!" Chen Dong sneered and waved his hand directly, "Please come back."

"you!"

Hearing this, Zhao Dahai turned livid with anger and clenched his fists tightly. How dare a mere migrant worker dare to show off to him? Does he deserve it?

Besides, it was just good luck. A blind cat encountered a dead mouse and guessed it right. Do you really think you are a miracle doctor?

Pooh!

"Boy, how can you be willing to save people?"

Suppressing his anger, Zhao Dahai gritted his teeth and said, if not for Dean He's order, he would have left long ago.

Seeing Zhao Dahai's unwillingness, Chen Dong sneered again and again, curved his lips, and said lightly, "You want me to go? Okay, kneel down and beg me!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Dahai's face, which was already angry, turned completely gloomy.


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