My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease: Chapter 147 When the face is in progress

   Chapter 147 When the face slap is in progress

   "Wan Lao, you are here!"

  Meng Changan's face was sullen, his brows were haggard, he glanced at his old man, and then said in a hoarse voice, "My father is so old, you should take a look for yourself!"

  Wan Shiyue and Qin Xi subconsciously looked at Mr. Meng who was surrounded by authority.

   At this moment, a thin old man with his eyes closed was lying on the bed. The old man frowned tightly and twitched all over his body.

   This degree of twitching is actually an instinctive reaction of the body, or it can be said to be a conditioned reflex, and everyone else seems to be used to this degree of twitching.

Qin Xi's brows furrowed tightly, looking at the old man's body, which was filled with tubes and attached to various instruments, and looked as if he was terminally ill. Her eyes fell on the black mist on the old man Meng, knowing that his coma was definitely not enough. Simple.

  Wan Shiyue asked Qin Xi, who frowned but revealed calm in his eyes, "How is it?"

   Meng Changan was stunned for a moment, looked at Qin Xi subconsciously, and asked suspiciously, "Old Wan, who is this?"

   "Oh, this is the Chinese medicine doctor I specially invited to treat Lao Meng. Her name is Qin Xi."

  Wan Lao didn't care how shocked he was about what he said, and he didn't look at the shocked eyes of the surrounding brick houses and the dean, and introduced to Qin Xi, "Ah, this is Meng Changan, the eldest son of Old Man Meng on the bed."

   Meng Changan asked in disbelief, "Wan, Wan Lao? Are you serious?"

  Wan Shiyue's face sank, and the momentum all over his body suddenly radiated, "Nonsense, when is it, can you make such a joke?"

   The dean next to him suddenly changed his face when he heard it. Although Wan Shiyue's status is noble, he cannot afford to offend him, but isn't Wan Lao doing this just insulting him?

   His face was a little bad, "Wan Lao, what do you mean, do you not trust our sanatorium, or do you not trust these brick homes? Besides, this is against the rules!"

   A brick home was unhappy, and said sternly, "Isn't this nonsense? What kind of disease can her little baby cure."

   "What does she know about a disease that we can't do anything about? Get out of here quickly, don't delay our diagnosis and treatment of patients."

   "Rules? Humph."

  Wan Shiyue stared at the dean and several authoritative bricklayers and asked, "I ask you, what disease does Lao Mengtou have?"

   The dean and the brick family were confused, and hesitantly said, "Although we haven't diagnosed the disease, we have been working hard. As long as we find the root cause, I believe we can cure Elder Meng."

  Wan Shiyue's words were sharp, "I'll ask you again, why is Lao Mengtou comatose, why is he convulsing, why is the illness still not getting better after so long, are you just pretending or can't be cured? Say."

   The dean and the other bricklayers looked disheveled, "We."

   At this moment, Qin Xi smiled, his voice was soft and soft, but it was like a loud slap on the face of the dean and Zhongzhuan.

"It turns out that this is the so-called brick house! If you can't cure it, you can't stop the capable people from going to the rescue. Today, I have opened my eyes. Even elementary school students know a truth. Even if you know that you don't have the ability, you still insist on your own opinion. This is not great, it is pedantic, and it is using your ignorance to trample other people's lives.

   If you can't cure it, you can't cure it. Doctors are not omnipotent, nor are they immortals. There are many diseases that cannot be cured. No one will laugh at you, but what about you? If you can’t be cured, you will be stubborn. When other doctors come to check you, they will make all kinds of **** and ridicule. You are doctors, and it is your duty to treat and save people. It is not your vanity to refute any hopeful little seed. "

   (end of this chapter)