I'm a scumbag of billions of heirs

Chapter 45 "Princess Qin" Abusing Scum in Progress
When the assistant spoke, his tone was full of accusations against Tan Wanzheng.

So what about the wealthy young mistress?

Don't open your mouth if you don't understand.

Doctors are afraid of encountering such patients or their family members.

Simply in the way.

But something happened, and the responsibility rested entirely with the doctor.

There are not one or two medical troubles these days, so the doctors don't like to see this kind of family members who love to point fingers.

Dean Naluo glanced at Tan Wanzheng and Master Ting.

"Master Ting, madam, sorry, my assistant is not sensible."

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When the assistant heard that Dean Luo apologized for him, he became even more angry.

"Dean, I am not wrong."

"Miss Ye's condition, we had a consultation yesterday."

"She must vent her situation first. Mrs. Ye is simply playing with other people's lives."

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Dean Luo sternly reprimanded the assistant; "Shut up."

"Mrs. Ye is the family member of the patient. I teach you on weekdays, is this the way I treat the family members?"

"Write a 2000-word review and leave it to me tomorrow."

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After scolding the assistant, Dean Luo apologized again.

The assistant didn't know who these people were, but he did.

This is Lord Ting, a character who can make Yanjing tremble with a stomp.

Although it was rumored that Mrs. Ye was not favored and was not welcomed by Ye's family.

But, scolding Mrs. Ye in front of Master Ting, isn't that a slap in the face of Master Ting?
Who dares to do this?
Unless you don't want to live anymore!
But Dean Luo said sorry, and his attitude and tone did not mean sorry at all.

Qin Wanzheng narrowed her eyes.

She didn't care at all about how these people treated her.

It's just that there is a little more disgust in the eyes of Dean Luo.

Scum!

He's still the director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, how superficial he is.

"Dean Luo, do you also think that we should vent first and make up later?"

"Instead of the direct compensation I said?"

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Tan Wanzheng's tone was very casual, and her posture was high and high, a bit like a full-level boss abusing scum.

Dean Luo was also on fire.

It is said that a woman's ignorance is virtue, but now women are just ignorant, and they like to pretend to understand in order to show their self-cultivation and knowledge.

But because of his status, the people around him can only pursue her.

How is this different from the Emperor's New Clothes?
Dean Luo is the dean of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, the Taishan Beidou in the field of Chinese medicine.

Naturally there is arrogance all over.

Now that Tan Wanzheng asked, he also said bluntly: "Yes."

"Madam, Miss Ye's current situation can only be vented. You can't use the "Nine Yang Number" or "Successive Number" method to perform supplementary acupuncture, as it will kill someone."

"Ma'am, I can't give this needle."

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Tan Wanzheng looked at Dean Luo with increasingly contemptuous eyes.

This Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medicine world is not very good.

Tan Wanzheng stopped answering, but glanced at several interns who walked in behind Dean Luo.

Then he pointed at a man about 30 years old.

"You, come here."

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The man named by Tan Wanzheng pointed to himself: "Mrs. Yeye, you are calling me."

"Well, come here."

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A hint of impatience flashed in Qin Wanzheng's eyes.

"Have you memorized the acupoints clearly?"

"Can you give needles?"

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The young man was a little flattered, looked at the dean, and said cautiously: "Remember."

"Know some simple stitches."

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Tan Wanzheng nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Go, sterilize those silver needles and prepare them. I will teach you how to perform needles later."

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The man turned his head to look at Dean Luo, and then at Tan Wanzheng, a little hesitant, not daring to make any moves.

Dean Luo was also angry. As soon as his temper came up, he became a little stubborn, and he no longer hesitated to speak.

"Go, what are you doing?"

"I'd like to see who's medical skills are better than this old man."

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Immediately, Dean Luo turned to Ye Junting: "Master Ting, Mrs. Ye insists on doing this, and I have no choice."

"If someone dies, it's not our hospital's responsibility."

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Ye Junting gave a faint "hmm".

That attitude is very obvious, that is to help the evildoers.

Tan Wanzheng can do whatever she wants, and he will take care of it when something happens.

Faint king.

This is really a typical stupid king.

This is a matter of life and death, how can a little yellow-haired girl be allowed to mess around.

Really pissed off.

Didn't it mean Mrs. Ye was not favored?Once married, she became a concubine.

Is this unfavorable?
Qin Wanzheng killed people, and Grandpa Ting even helped to draw the knife. Is this unfavorable?

In this case, the man can only drive the ducks to the shelves.

Bite the bullet and walk over to sterilize all the silver needles.

Seeing that it was almost time, Tan Wanzheng said again, "Get ready, let's start."

"Practice the number of nine yangs, twist nine and stick nine."

"Advance one bean, Wei's pressing, for cutting, for following. The first needle is Baihui point."

"Second Needle, Jiuwei Point"

Qin Wanzheng's voice had no warmth, and it echoed throughout the ward.

The man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but his hand holding the needle was steady.

There must be good people who can be brought by Dean Luo to study, so Tan Wanzheng is also relieved.

It's the last stitch.

"Ninth Needle, Yingchuang Point"

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After Tan Wanzheng finished speaking, Dean Luo couldn't sit still.

"It can't be pierced."

"This injection will really kill people."

"It must not be tied down."

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Qin Wanzheng squinted her eyes and ignored Dean Luo.

The voice was a bit cold: "Yingchuang acupoint, four inches away from Yutang acupoint in the third intercostal space on the midsternal line"

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Qin Wanzheng's voice seemed to have magical powers.

After hearing this, the man ignored Dean Luo, followed Tan Wanzheng's request, and pierced Ye Jiaqi's Yinchuang acupuncture point accurately.

In the ward, everyone held their breath.

Dean Naluo's face was ashen, and he even thought about his words, how to evade responsibility for the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine in front of the media.

However, what everyone expected did not happen.

Ye Jiaqi, who was originally unable to speak, coughed violently.

"Sister-in-law."

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Ye Jiaqi's voice was hoarse and weak, but it was so pleasant to the ears of others.

Tan Wanzheng glanced at Ye Jiaqi in disgust.

"It's really ugly."

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I.
Speechless
Ye Jiaqi rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She thought that Tan Wanzheng would at least get excited for a while, but she didn't know that sister-in-law was sister-in-law, and she would give her a critical blow when she opened her mouth.

She is sick.

The patient who just walked away from the gate of hell.

Shouldn't patients be treated preferentially?
Dean Luo was so excited that he walked to the hospital bed in two or three steps. He didn't care about other things, and directly opened the man.

He stretched out his hand to feel Ye Jiaqi's pulse.

2 minutes passed and he was shocked.

Mulla said to herself: "How is it possible? How could it be like this?"

"Her pulse gradually regained its strength, weak but strong."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

(End of this chapter)