The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

When the chairman of the board of directors passed by, he thought coldly, "isn't it Lin Zhitang who stopped? Why haven't you seen Mr. Lin today? "

Lin Jueming couldn't reply, but Dean Li said, "master Lin is not comfortable. He won't come today."

"Oh?" On hearing this, the old man with the surname Fang brightened his eyes and said aloud with a smile, "Mr. Lin is not young. You have to pay attention! If Tongyi Hall's self-care prescription is not good, I'll ask the driver to send two of our Yuqing Hall's secret medicine to pass, so that master Lin can be healthy and live his life as soon as possible! "

"Don't worry about it! I heard that a doctor in yuqingtang misdiagnosed last month, which led to a pregnant woman's abortion? Do patients have to go through legal procedures? I think Mr. Fang is also very busy. I'm really surprised to see Mr. Fang here today. I really admire Mr. Fang for his painstaking work and high medical ethics. " Lin Jueming had a smile on his face, but he came back with a gun in his hand.

"You..." the old man, surnamed Fang, turned red with anger.

"Master Fang, brother Lin, don't be busy chatting. Mayor Qiao is coming soon. Let's go first!" President Li Fengchun made a hasty comeback.

The old man, surnamed Fang, glared at Lin Jueming. With a cold hum and a shake of his sleeve, he followed Li Yuanchang into the building.

"Mr. Ye laughs. Just now it was Fang Hai of Yuqing hall. Fang Hai was insidious and narrow-minded. He also relied on his son to be an official in the Provincial Department of health. He never paid attention to Haicheng traditional Chinese medicine. My old man has a hot temper. He can't rub the sand in his eyes. I can't stand him. They haven't dealt with him for more than ten years! " Lin Jueming led Ye Feng to the building and explained in a low voice.

Ye Feng did not speak, nodded and followed Lin Jueming all the way to the intensive care unit.

As soon as I came in, I found that this intensive care unit was extremely luxurious. The room was clean and comfortable, and the living expenses were all available. It was even more high-grade and warm than the layout of my home.

However, it is not difficult to understand the patient's identity.

At the moment, several old doctors have already arrived in the spacious living room. Seeing Fang Hai and Lin Jueming coming, they all get up and greet each other warmly.

Li Fengchun didn't introduce Ye Feng to you at all. Although Lin Jueming mentioned it, people thought Ye Feng was one of master Lin's disciples, so they didn't pay attention to it.

"Gentlemen! First of all, thank you for your time. I think we all know the particularity of this case. Our hospital has also organized the consultation of authoritative western medicine, and all kinds of antibiotics have been used, but the fever still persists. As a last resort, I'd like to invite all the famous TCM doctors here. Today, it can be said that it is a gathering of famous old people. Li has placed all his hopes on you old men! All the examination results of the patient are on the table. Mayor Qiao will be here in a moment. Please have a look first, old gentlemen! " Li Fengchun, as the organizer of the expert consultation, simply said a few words.

As soon as he finished, all the old TCM doctors gathered around the table to check the patient's examination results.

After seeing it, I couldn't help frowning.

Only Ye Feng did not step forward, nor did anyone push him to have a look.

"How's it going? Do you have a solution Li Fengchun saw all the old TCM doctors frowning tightly. He couldn't help but feel deeply and asked nervously.

Hearing Li Fengchun's question, none of the old TCM doctors spoke rashly.

This kind of critically ill patient with fever for more than 40 days is already troublesome and the mayor's old mother. Who is not clear about the key?

The atmosphere inside was a little heavy.

Li Fengchun's face became ugly with his mood.

But Fang Hai of Yuqing hall stood up and brushed off the folds of Tang clothes. He looked still proud and said, "Premier Li, we Chinese medicine pay attention to the combination of seeing, hearing, inquiring and four diagnostic methods. We can't draw any conclusions just by looking at these materials. "

"That's right. You need to wait for the patient before you can give a treatment plan." Another tall, long faced old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine immediately agreed.

"Yes, yes!" A group of old Chinese medicine practitioners even claimed to be.

"Well, the patient is in the inner ward. Please follow me, old gentlemen." What else can Li Fengchun say? He immediately got up and led the crowd to the ward.

In the ward, the patient was about 70 years old, with snow-white hair. He was lying on his back in bed, covered with two layers of quilts. His face was burning red, his cheekbones were red as makeup, and he was very weak. He was obviously very ill.

As soon as Li Fengchun saw that the patient was still like this, his heart sank a little.

"Please, old gentlemen." Li Fengchun whispered.

With the help of a little nurse, all the old TCM doctors, including Ye Feng and Lin Jueming, gathered in front of the patient's bed, checked the patient's tongue and throat, and then began pulse diagnosis in turn.

Ye Feng naturally ranked last. Before he finished his pulse diagnosis, Li Fengchun asked, "what's your opinion, old gentlemen?"Seeing this scene, Lin Jueming couldn't help but feel angry. No matter what Ye Feng said, he was also the one I brought. Before the pulse diagnosis was finished, you Li Fengchun began to discuss it. It's too bad to treat Doubao as dry food.

However, with so many people, he can't say anything. Who can't let the old man come? Li Fengchun is obviously not happy.

Looking at Ye Feng again, he didn't care much. He still had pulse diagnosis methodically. Even after the fourth diagnosis, he helped the nurse to pour a cup of hot water for the old man.

Of course, no matter what Ye Feng did, no one noticed his action.

All the old TCM doctors gathered together and whispered.

Fang Hai, in Yuqing hall, disdains to discuss with others. He still looks proud and independent. However, it seems that he has already made a decision.

Just like this, the elevator outside the ward made a light sound.

Then, with a steady sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man in his forties strode into the ward.

Seeing this middle-aged man walk in, all the people present are respectful. Several old Chinese medicine doctors greet him excitedly: "Mayor Qiao!"

"This is Qiao Qian, mayor of Haicheng City." Lin Jueming quietly introduced Ye Feng and said hello.

Ye Feng looks up at mayor Qiao Qian and finds that he has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight waist, and a healthy look. With Ye Feng's skill of understanding people, we can see that he is a fair and pragmatic mayor.

Mayor Qiao nodded to everyone with a smile and said politely, "thank you, old gentlemen!"

When his eyes turned to Fang Hai, mayor Qiao brightened his eyes and said: "Mr. Fang, thank you