Looking at the inspection results, Li Qiang was shocked and thought that this was not dead. Young Master Feng was really lucky and he saw that the data displayed on several inspection results were exactly the same as what Ye Haoxuan said just now.

Li Qiang looked at Ye Haoxuan in surprise, thinking that this person has the ability to see through or predict the future?

"Why are you stunned? How about it?" the young man with a squirming breath roared.

"This... Mr. Feng's situation is not optimistic. He had a crushing fracture of his legs, and several assisted bones were broken. And the x-ray showed that a piece of broken bone had penetrated into the lung lobe. I'm afraid that the surgery would be done immediately."

Li Qiang didn't say anything to death. In fact, even if he had an operation, he would have hired the hospital's most famous internal medicine expert, Lao Lai, to have a chance to survive.

"Then why not arrange it quickly." The young man roared.

"That's right. Mr. Feng's injury is too serious and the operation is extremely complicated. I'm afraid the success rate here is not high. I suggest transferring to the hospital."

"Replacement..." The young man was almost crazy. He grabbed Li Qiang's collar with red eyes and shouted: "Damn this is the best hospital in Qingyuan City. Where do you want me to transfer?"

"The hope in the capital may be greater." Li Qiang said tremblingly.

"Beijing? Are you fucking stupid? Don't you know how far it is to Beijing?"

Li Qiang was covered in cold sweat. He said, "Don't be excited, don't be excited. I have notified the dean. Mr. Hua and Director Liu will come over immediately. The dean will come over, and there will be a solution."

The young man threw away Li Qiang hatefully and thought to himself, how can I not be anxious? Mr. Feng went racing because of his suggestion, but ended up falling to this point. If there were three or two shorts, he would have to take care of it.

Now the injured person on the hospital bed suddenly coughed violently, and then a large mouthful of blood foam came out of his mouth. The instruments inserted into him immediately sounded a dripping alarm.

Everyone present had their expressions changed. Even if they were not doctors, they knew what it meant to call the instrument.

"Go and save people quickly. Young Master Feng has a few things. You all are waiting to die." The young man roared at the bottom.

But Li Qiang was helpless. He looked at Feng Shao who was spitting blood out with a pale face, and felt bitter in his mouth.

In this case, there will be a glimmer of hope unless Mr. Hua arrives. Where can he, a small attending doctor, have a solution?

Ye Haoxuan frowned and quickly stepped forward, put it on the injured man's wrist, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"The injured person's cough just now touched the broken bones on the lung lobes, and now he needs surgery." Ye Haoxuan said.

Li Qiang glared at Ye Haoxuan hatefully. Isn’t this fucking nonsense? Of course, I know that I will have to have an immediate surgery, but who will do it, are you?

Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan pushed the hospital bed and said, "I'm going to have an operation and I need someone to help."

"You?" Li Qiang's eyes almost fell to the ground, thinking to himself, is this guy crazy? Such a difficult operation, even if Hua Lao is old, he is probably only 20% sure. You are a little intern, how can you be used as a big head onion?

Once the patient cannot get off the operating table, you can't finish the meal and leave. Besides, this is Mr. Feng's son, are you impatient to live?

"Who are you?" The young man was stunned, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Li Qiang shouted: "Hu Nao, you are an intern, can you do surgery? Have you ever taken the scalpel? Who will be responsible for the patient's problems?"

Ye Haoxuan shouted: "If something goes wrong, I will take responsibility. The injured person is in a critical condition now, and he cannot delay for a moment. When Mr. Hua arrives, he will be dead long ago."

"Are you responsible?" Li Qiang almost yelled. He thought in his heart that Ye Haoxuan was crazy, he was really crazy.

"How is it? If I believe me, I will do it, otherwise I will not interfere." Ye Haoxuan said, staring at the swelling young man.

"How sure are you?" Looking at Ye Haoxuan's confident look, he felt a little relieved.

"60%?" Ye Haoxuan thought for a while, and said it conservatively, in fact, he was 80% sure.

"Far, Hua is only 20% sure of this serious illness when he is old." Li Qiang felt that Ye Haoxuan was either crazy or was just filling in big heads.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, but if Feng Shao is too old and too little, I'll make you die very ugly." The gangster said gritting his teeth.

Ye Haoxuan ignored him and said to Lanlan on the side: "Can you help me?"

"I..." Lanlan looked at Ye Haoxuan's confident look and gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I believe in you."

Ye Haoxuan nodded and pushed the injured person to walk towards the operating room.

"Ye Haoxuan, the patient's family members did not come, it is not difficult for you to have this surgery." Li Qiang stopped Ye Haoxuan and shouted.

"Get out of here, you have the ability, why don't you do it?" The young gangster was furious and pushed Li Qiang aside.

Ye Haoxuan pushed the injured person into the operating room and locked the operating room door. Such serious injuries cannot lead to any accidents.

"Help cut off his clothes." Ye Haoxuan disinfected it, then took out a needle bag from his pocket, shook his right hand, and unfolded the needle bag, revealing hundreds of needles of all sizes, large and small.

Silver needles are inherited from the family. Ye Haoxuan has studied traditional Chinese medicine since childhood, and silver needles are carried with him.

Ye Haoxuan took a deep breath, and a stream of air flowed slowly in his body, injecting into the silver needles in his hand. His hands were like flowing water. In a moment, eighteen silver needles pierced into more than a dozen acupoints of the injured.

The injured person vomited blood continuously, but as the silver needle penetrated, the situation immediately improved. Ye Haoxuan angrily penetrated his hands and slowly placed his palms on the injured person. The Haoran Jue flowed in his body and passed on to the injured person.

The dean, Mr. Hua and Director Liu rushed over.

"How is the situation? Who is doing the surgery inside?" As soon as the person was pulled up, another group of people rushed over.

The person in charge was Feng Zhiyuan, the boss of Changtian Group. The lady who followed him was his wife Su Zhi.

The remaining few are bodyguards.

"Mr. Feng, that... welcome..." The dean was nervous and said something like this.

Feng Zhiyuan snorted coldly and swept to the dean unhappily. The dean cried out in his heart, knowing that he had made a mistake. No one was willing to come to the hospital.

He nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, the hospital's doctors are of good quality, and with Mr. Hua here, the noble man will definitely be safe."

The dean turned around and said to Li Qiang, "Where is Mr. Feng?"

Li Qiang said with a sad face: "The operating room is in a critical situation and must be operated immediately."

"Who is doing the operation in the operating room?" asked the dean.

"His name is Ye Haoxuan."
Chapter completed!