In the large conference room of Yangcheng Military Hospital, dozens of traditional Chinese and Western medicine experts sat there with a solemn expression to discuss Jiang Maocai's treatment plan.

The situation does not seem complicated, it is a complication caused by lung cancer, but this complication is fatal.

"Let's surgery!"

Tang Jinzhou, director of the Municipal Hospital, said, "Mr. Jiang's trachea is full of phlegm, so external means have to be used to intervene.

If the complications continue, I am afraid that Mr. Jiang will not be able to do it until he finds a solution."

"The surgery may not work!"

Zhu Ge, the director of the military hospital, shook his head and said, "Mr. Jiang is very weak now, and I'm afraid he can't wait until the operation is completed."

"There are still 20% sure of the operation. If you don't have the operation, you may die at any time."

Tang Jinzhou frowned and said.

"I suggest using massage to activate Mr. Jiang's own respiratory system, restore Mr. Jiang's respiratory ability, and let Mr. Jiang excrete phlegm first to restore Mr. Jiang's breathing."

Qiu Jianping said.

"Our nurse is sucking him, so there is no need to consider the breathing problem."

Jug said.

"Why should I give Mr. Jiang a dose of Swelling and Washing Phlegm Yiqi Decoction first?

First, while reducing the swelling of Mr. Jiang, then replenishing the qi..." Before Meng Qishan finished speaking, Tang Jinzhou frowned and said, "Don't mention your Chinese medicine methods first. The patient is now so critical.

When your Chinese medicine works, everyone will die.

Now try to consider the methods of Western medicine. We have to come up with a solution as soon as possible. I still recommend surgery..." Meng Qishan was immediately dissatisfied when he heard Tang Jinzhou's words.

What else did he say? Liu Chunfeng came over and called Meng Qishan, and Qiu Jianping and others also called him over.

"Old Liu, are you doing something?"

Meng Qishan asked.

Liu Chunfeng smiled and said, "Master is on the way to come."

"Master is coming?"

Meng Qishan also smiled, "It seems that Jiang Mao was saved, and we can also see the master performing his medical skills again."

The group of people are all in their decades, but now they are called Master Long Yin and do not feel ashamed at all.

Long Yin's medical skills are indeed much better than them, and he also gave them Qi-raising pills. How could they be dissatisfied with it?

Then, they sat next to them and did not participate in the seminar of many experts.

Because no matter how much discussion is, it is useless. Anyway, everyone first ruled out the methods of traditional Chinese medicine and thought it was slow to take effect, so they would not use it.

More than half an hour later, Long Yin rushed to the military hospital and met Jiang Yuming who had been waiting for a long time at the hospital entrance.

“How is the situation?”

Long Yin asked.

Jiang Yuming hurriedly said, "Doctor Long, thank you for not being able to treat my father's illness without grudges.

My dad is in the emergency room and is still in danger. Other doctors are discussing treatment plans.

Dr. Long, as long as my dad is cured, you can discuss any conditions.”

Long Yin glanced at Jiang Yuming and said, "I'll take a look at your father's situation first."

At the door of the ward, Song Feiyan was waiting anxiously.

Seeing Jiang Yuming bringing Long Yin, Song Feiyan frowned and asked, "Yuming, what did you call him here for?"

Jiang Yuming hurriedly said, "Mom, Dad's current situation, let Dr. Long see if there is any solution."

"no!"

Song Feiyan snorted, “Can your father’s situation be moved casually?

If he slapped your father a few times like he treated Jiang Daoji, your father would probably be done without waiting for the treatment."

They heard Jiang Ji talk about some things about Long Yin. Of course, in Jiang Ji's mouth, it was not that Long Yin's treatment was so magical, but that Long Yin was willing to "take ruthless" and "lively" Jiang Daoji's "

"I woke up by luck."

Now Jiang Maocai is half dead. If Long Yin goes up and uses his old fist, he may be killed immediately.

Long Yin looked at Song Feiyan lightly and smiled faintly: "Do you think I must treat your husband?

If your son hadn't been respectful to me and cooperated to make my wife happy, I wouldn't have come even if you kneel down and beg me with your attitude.

Moreover, without my treatment at Rose Manor, do you really think Jiang Mao could live for so long?"

"That's all the methods of Dr. Jiang. What does it have to do with you?"

Song Feiyan sneered.

"Then why can't Dr. Jiang, who you think, do you think, be able to do it now?"

Long Yin asked back, "I guess, the medicine you think of Dr. Jiang, did you use for your husband ginseng, Cordyceps sinensis, safflower...similar tonics?

Do you claim to spread the wind evil in your lungs and then your husband will be fine?"

Song Feiyan was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How do you know?"

Long Yin sneered: "After my previous treatment, a lot of wind evil deposited in his body has been excreted. Next, we need to rest for a while to restore our body's functions.

That's the case, I said I would go to treat the disease in a week.

Unexpectedly, you were so mean and asked Jiang Ji to treat the disease.

Jiang Ji used some tonic for Jiang Maocai and then used the ejaculation method, and his entire life force was activated.

It seems that the situation is good, but in fact it is not long.

That's why I concluded that Jiang Maocai would die within a week."

He will die within a week, and now Jiang Maocai is about to die, as he said.

So, is Jiang Ji really wrong?

Song Feiyan frowned, not knowing who she should believe.

“Bad talk!”

An angry shout came.

At this time, a group of doctors came over. Jiang Ji was furious when he heard Long Yin questioning his treatment plan.

"Are you questioning my medical skills?"

Jiang Ji said coldly, "How can you, a child who is still stinky, question your medical skills?

What else do you know besides being able to attract attention?”

Long Yin smiled faintly and said, "Your medical skills are indeed very good, but healed Jiang Maocai to death.

Others are doctors, and you can just cure people to death. This kind of medical technique is indeed earth-shaking."

"shut up!"

Jiang Ji was furious, "You dare to insult me ​​like this, I want to compete with you for medical skills."

Tang Jinzhou also sneered beside him: "I didn't see any medical skills. I just a young man is arrogant and doesn't even understand the respect for the elderly. His medical ethics can be seen."

Last time, Long Yin was hurt and compensated hundreds of thousands of dollars, and it wasted a lot of thought before the medical accident was calmed down. Tang Jinzhou was extremely jealous of Long Yin.

Seeing this situation now, of course he has to help Jiang Ji.

Zhuge glanced at Long Yin coldly and asked, "Who are you?

What are you doing in my hospital?”

"Doctor Long was invited by me."

Jiang Yuming said hurriedly.

He was actually in a very difficult situation at this time. He wanted Long Yin to treat his father, but his mother refused. Other doctors were also very upset when they saw Long Yin, and he didn't know what to do.

I heard that Long Yin was invited by Jiang Yuming, so Zhu Ge no longer targeted Long Yin, at least he had to give the Jiang family a face.

He looked at Song Feiyan and said to Song Feiyan: "Madam Jiang, after we discussed for a while, we are still preparing to perform a forced operation on Mr. Jiang. Perhaps there is a possibility of saving Mr. Jiang's life."

"How sure can you be?"

Song Feiyan said hurriedly.

"At most 30%!"

"What?

Only 30%?"

Song Feiyan screamed in shock.

"Mr. Jiang is very dangerous. If the surgery is done, there will be a glimmer of hope.
To be continued...