Huakang General Hospital.

In the Neurological Department's Special Nursing Unit, a group of doctors and nurses were rescuing Sun Yutang. Sun Tiantian grabbed her clothes tightly, covered in sweat, and kept looking out of the corridor.

"Grandpa, you must hold on!"

Jiang Beichen said on the phone that she had already refined a pill and could only pin her hope on Jiang Beichen.

"Miss Sun, your grandfather's condition is very dangerous and you need to sign a critical illness notice!"

A nurse suddenly walked out and handed over the critical illness notice.

"I won't sign!"

Sun Tiantian slapped it on the ground.

"Miss Sun, we have really tried our best!"

After a while, a man with a national-shaped face in a white coat walked out of the ward with a bitter face, took off his hat, and said to Sun Tiantian.

Vice President Zhang Guomin is also the director of the Department of Brain Surgery.

The most authoritative expert in brain surgery in Jingzhou! Just now, Zhang Guomin personally carried out the rescue for Sun Yutang.

But he still didn't save anyone! "No! This is impossible!"

Sun Tiantian bit her lips and shook her head desperately, as if she could not accept this fact.

Grandpa and Mr. Jiang have already refined the pills, why can't you hold on? Sun Tiantian burst into tears, but she held the moving bed tightly and refused to let someone push her body out.

"Miss Sun, please feel sorry for me!"

Zhang Guomin shook his head, "It's a miracle that Mr. Sun can hold on until now. I think you should let him go with peace of mind!"

"No, I have to wait for Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang will definitely have a solution!"

Thinking of Jiang Beichen, hope ignited in Sun Tiantian's heart.

After all, my grandfather had already died before, and it was also rescued by Jiang Beichen, so there might be a glimmer of hope! "Miss Sun, I have heard about the past, but it was just a coincidence. Everyone is dead, how could it be..." "Nothing impossible!"

And at this time, a tall figure suddenly walked into the ward.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Sun Tiantian's face was happy and hurriedly met her.

"You are the Mr. Jiang whom Miss Sun refers to?"

Zhang Guomin frowned.

"I know last time you used acupuncture to rescue Mr. Sun, I also admit that you have many magical things in traditional Chinese medicine!"

Zhang Guomin first affirmed it, and then said again.

"But this time I advise you not to be futile. Mr. Sun just now had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and cerebrovascular rupture. This is not something you traditional Chinese medicine can treat!"

"Besides, the man is dead!"

Zhang Guomin said helplessly again.

"Traditional Chinese medicine judges death differently from you!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"You rely on instruments and data to determine death! And we Chinese medicine only respect the patient's own wishes, and his body still has temperature, so we told me that he is still alive!"

"Mr. Jiang, I hope you don't joke about the body of the deceased!"

Zhang Guomin said coldly, thinking that this kid was really ignorant of the world.

After all, he is not the former director of nerves Li Hualin.

He is an authoritative expert outside the brain! He said that people are out of salvation, and even if they are taken to Kyoto, it will be of no use! "Get out of the way, don't hinder me from saving people!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly, not wanting to bother with him.

"you!"

Zhang Guomin's face was extremely difficult to see. This kid was too arrogant. It seemed that in order to confirm what he said, Zhang Guomin quickly reached out and opened Sun Yutang's eyelids.

I saw that Sun Yutang's eyes were extremely scarlet, as if they were about to drip blood! "Did you see it?"

There has been a lot of bleeding in the skull! It’s too late to have craniotomy surgery. Do you think you are the Daluo Golden Immortal?

Can this situation save people?”

Sun Yutang sneered and said disdainfully.

"Vice President Zhang, please get out of the way!"

Sun Tiantian also spoke coldly.

But he didn't know that in Sun Tiantian's eyes, Jiang Beichen was the Golden Immortal of Daluo! Zhang Guomin was about to say something, but when he saw Sun Tiantian's attitude, he immediately didn't dare to say anything. After all, the Sun family is the major shareholder of Huakang, unless he, the vice president, has nothing to do with it.

So he snorted and let out aside with a cold face.

Anyway, this kid is the one who makes a fool of himself, so he wants to see what kind of magic trick this kid can use to rescue a patient with cerebral hemorrhage! Jiang Beichen hurried forward, took out a large Peiyuan Pill and stuffed it directly into Sun Yutang's mouth.

Zhang Guomin shook his head, saying that even if everyone dies, he still uses medicine. Isn’t this nonsense?

I'm afraid I can't even chew it?

He was simply a liar in the world! But he didn't know that when the Great Peiyuan Dan entered Sun Yutang's mouth, it had already vaporized and flowed into his limbs and bones.

Immediately, Jiang Beichen immediately took out the silver needle and applied it to Sun Yutang, which was exactly the same as the needle method he had used for Ma Wenyuan before.

About half an hour later, Jiang Beichen finally slowly retracted the injection, and now he was sweating profusely and felt exhausted.

After all, continuously performing high-level acupuncture techniques is quite expensive to consume, and it is already the limit that he can use.

“Haha, that’s all?

Why haven't people woke up?

Miss Sun, I’m sorry, there are too many scammers now!”

Zhang Guomin shook his head with disdain and sneered.

The other medical staff had a somewhat complicated expression.

They had seen Jiang Beichen's medical skills before, and they could bring people back to life, thinking that it was really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo.

Now it seems that I was probably just on the point.

It’s so pitiful to Director Li Hualin that he was fired in a daze. It’s so unfair.

"Vice President Zhang, don't say too early! You can open the old man's eyelids and take a look!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Zhang Guomin was stunned for a moment, then he curled his lips disdainfully, "Mr. Jiang, isn't it good to leave some room for himself?"

Intracranial bleeding and surgery are not enough. Just feed a elixir and get two injections?

Although he thought so, Zhang Guomin couldn't help but stretch out his hand to slid Sun Yutang's eyelids.

"Haha, did you see it?"

Zhang Guomin suddenly laughed.

Because Sun Yutang's eyes were still scarlet, they looked shocking! "Mr. Jiang, you really want to die if you don't see the Yellow River!"

Zhang Guomin shook his head and said.

"You barefoot doctors like you have no diplomas, no education, and even have academic papers, right?"

"I'm not belittling you, do you think that we doctors from professional backgrounds can read books in vain?

How much effort did we put into developing medicine to what we are today? How could you barefoot doctors compare to?"

Zhang Guomin said coldly, in fact, he had already been full of resentment and had long disliked Jiang Beichen because the previous director of nerves, Li Hualin, was his student.

Li Linhua was revoked and stayed at home with her medical license, so he naturally felt very unhappy.

Now that you have seized the opportunity, you will naturally beat the dog in the water, and you will inevitably have to mock a few words.

"What, what are you looking at?

Is what I said wrong?"

Zhang Guomin wanted to say something, but seeing that everyone's eyes were a little wrong at this time, he couldn't help but frown.

"Zhang, Vice President Zhang, Mr. Sun's eyes..." The attendant next to him looked shocked and couldn't help but remind him.

"Eyes, what about the eyes?

It's not that it's still popular..." Zhang Guomin lowered his head and was stunned before he could finish his words.

Because at this moment, the blood redness in Sun Yutang's eyes disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then returned to clearness, and his pupils gradually tightened.

With a "drip" sound, the sound of the electrocardiogram suddenly rang again!
Chapter completed!