Your son-in-law is here

Chapter 211: 2 Miracle Doctors

When he saw Zhou Yi's appearance clearly, Zhang Shaofeng's expectant look disappeared instantly, and the others also frowned.

Zhou Yi came here in a hurry, so he wore casual clothes, and because he was worried about Luo Ning, he didn't sleep well last night. As a result, his hair was messy and he had big dark circles under his eyes. He looked like an Internet-addicted boy.

Not to mention appearance, the most important thing is Zhou Yi's age, which is too young and completely different from the image of an old Chinese doctor with superb medical skills in everyone's impression.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhou Yi twitched his lips, knowing that he was being underestimated, but he still smiled slightly and said: "My name is Zhou Yi, and I am the current owner of the Heavenly Medical Center. Mr. Gu just joked, I It’s not a miracle doctor.”

What he said was modest.

But after finishing speaking, a mean voice rang out: "Haha, you are somewhat self-aware and know that you are not a miracle doctor, but you don't need to explain, because we are not stupid, we have already seen this."

The speaker was a beautiful woman with an extremely plump figure and a pair of beautiful eyes that captivated the soul. It was obvious that she must be a rare beauty as a young man.

But when he spoke at this time, his tone was very harsh.

Her name is Zhuang Manfei, and she is Zhang Shaofeng's wife.

Seeing that his wife was rude, Zhang Shaofeng quickly pulled her aside, then looked at Zhou Yi apologetically and said: "This...this miracle doctor Zhou, because my father is in danger and my wife is very anxious, so she was rude just now."

"I apologize to you here and hope that the miracle doctor will forgive me."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said it was nothing.

"But as I said, my father's condition is very critical. The hospital said he would live for at most three days."

"And my father cannot accept any external stimulation during these three days, otherwise he may not be able to last even three days."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shaofeng glanced at Zhou Yi and continued:

"So it can be said that whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is only one chance to treat my father, because once the decision is made to start treatment, it cannot be stopped, and in the end there are only two possibilities, success or failure."

"It's easy to say if you succeed, but the result of failure is..."

At this point, Zhang Shaofeng stopped. What he wanted to express was self-evident, that is, he didn't believe you, but his expression was much more tactful than Mrs. Zhang.

Zhou Yi naturally understands this, but since he is here, no matter whether he starts treatment or not, he still has to take a look at Mr. Zhang's condition.

So he thought for a while and said: "Master Zhang, I understand what you mean. If I am not sure, I will not treat it."

"But please let me see Mr. Zhang's specific situation."

Zhang Shaofeng hesitated for a moment, nodded, shifted his position, and Zhou Yi walked over.

At this time, an old man was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. His face was pale, sallow and thin, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. It should be because he vomited blood and did not wipe it clean. Last night, Zhou Yi also saw the scene of Mr. Zhang vomiting blood.

Judging from the distance between his head and feet, Mr. Zhang is at least [-] meters tall, which can be said to be very tall, but currently he weighs only a hundred.

Even though he was covered with a quilt, it was conceivable that Mr. Zhang was probably just a skeleton at this time. From the appearance point of view, he was very scary.

It can be said that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

"My father's appetite has been poor in recent months." Zhang Shaofeng said.

Zhou Yi nodded, placed one hand on Mr. Zhang's pulse, and then closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing Zhou Yi making a decent diagnosis, Mrs. Zhang sneered and said disdainfully: "Shaofeng, do you really want him to treat it? Didn't I tell you that I have asked Qingyang to ask for Dr. Han! "

Zhang Shaofeng frowned and whispered, "Say less."

Although he didn't really believe in Zhou Yi, no matter how he said it, Zhou Yi was the "miraculous doctor" invited by Gu Tianzhi, so it was unjustifiable to refuse him directly.

But he would never let Zhou Yi treat Mr. Zhang.

After a while, Zhou Yi opened his eyes and couldn't help but frown. The situation was more serious than he thought. It was blood bruising, and it was poisonous blood bruising.

Mr. Zhang was not injured back then, but poisoned.

Then he stood up and pressed on Mr. Zhang, but as soon as he started, he heard a cold voice: "What are you doing? My grandfather is dying and can't bear the power of your pressing."

Only then did Zhou Yi realize that there was a woman standing on the left side of the ward. Her face was somewhat similar to Mrs. Zhang's, but she was younger, more beautiful, with fairer skin and the same plump figure.

She is Zhang Shaofeng's daughter, named Zhang Qingyan.

Zhang Shaofeng saw this and said quickly: "Qingyan, Divine Doctor Zhou is making a diagnosis, please don't disturb me casually."

After speaking, he looked at Zhou Yi and said: "Miracle doctor, I hope you won't be offended because my little girl is ignorant, but what did you diagnose?"

Zhou Yi nodded and was about to speak when the door to the ward was suddenly opened and a figure rushed in excitedly, shouting: "Father, father, I have invited Dr. Han here, grandpa is saved!"

A young man rushed into the ward, his face flushed and very excited. He was Zhang Shaofeng's son, named Zhang Qingyang.

Hearing the voice, Mrs. Zhang's face lit up and she quickly said:

"Shaofeng, the miracle doctor I invited is here. You should go and receive him as soon as possible. This doctor is much more reliable than some Internet-addicted teenagers who don't have all their hair."

As she said that, she ignored Zhou Yi and pulled Zhang Shaofeng over.

At this time, an old man in a green robe walked in. He was carrying a medical box and had a long beard, looking like an old Chinese doctor.

When Zhou Yi saw him, his expression suddenly changed.

Because the old man in green robe is none other than Han Xiuzi.

Han Xiuzi also saw Zhou Yi and Gu Tianzhi in the ward, their steps slightly stagnant, his expression suddenly changed, and he frowned. After all, he came with a mission today, and it would be over if they were destroyed by these two people.

"Miracle Doctor Han, you are finally here!" Mrs. Zhang looked at Han Xiuzi as if she had seen a savior, and quickly introduced him to Zhang Shaofeng:

"Shaofeng, this is Han Xiuzi, the master of the Huichun Hall. You should know about the Huichun Hall. It is a famous medical center throughout China."

"And Divine Doctor Han is not only the master of Tianyang Huichun Hall, but he also comes from Baiyi Sect, and his master is a great doctor in Baiyi Sect."

Hearing this, Zhang Shaofeng was also very excited and quickly introduced himself:

"Hello, Doctor Han, my name is Zhang Shaofeng, the head of the Zhang family. Please save my father this time!"

Seeing this, Han Xiuzi smiled and nodded. Since Zhang Shaofeng wanted something from him, it meant that he didn't trust Zhou Yi or the other two.

This way he still has a chance to carry out his plan.

"Master Zhang, please rest assured. I will do my best to save Mr. Zhang." Han Xiuzi said seriously.

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