I have tens of billions of attribute points

"This kid is too crazy!"

"I haven't seen the old lady, dare to say that I am 70% sure, do I really consider myself a genius doctor?"

Everyone in the Chen family was speechless. I didn't expect this young doctor to be so arrogant, why don't you go to heaven.

Even Chen Lao Er and Chen Lao Wu felt astonished. One thought that they might have encountered a stunned young man, and the other sneered in his heart, not believing that Luo Tian had superb medical skills.

No matter what happened, no one would dare to stop them unless they really didn’t intend to ask for property. Don’t look at the old man lying in it, he may not be able to survive tonight, but the old man’s life accumulates prestige, but there is still a breath, Chen Everyone in the family dare not change.

"Doctor Luo, please do your best!"

Tang Shiya didn't think much anymore at this time, let's do everything to do her destiny!

"Do not worry!"

Luo Tian raised his head and held his chest up. Although he would still be a little hungry, he couldn't lose his aura, especially his grandfather's name. It should be known that his grandfather didn't have the attributes of heaven, and he relied on his true ability to continue his life.

He has been determined to be a genius doctor since he was a child, and to develop the clinic. At this moment, the opportunity has come.

Time is running out, and the Chen brothers and the eldest daughter of the Chen family immediately went to call the door, and the old man in the room was taking a rest under the care of several experts.

As soon as the door opened, Luo Tian walked in first, his eyes locked on an old man lying on the bed, and a golden gossip print appeared in his mind.

Strengthen, heal, beautify, decay, lucky, bad luck.

There are only six options. The lack of spirituality and talent is probably due to too old age, or it may have reached the end of the day, so you can’t add more to your mind?Fortunately, as long as you can add "healing" attribute points.

"Everyone, what are you guys?"

There were all instruments in the room. Four veteran experts were present. There were several nurses. There was even a man in black sitting there with a very low sense of presence. This person is probably a master bodyguard.

"I'll see Old Man Chen."

Luo Tian didn't talk nonsense. He had said too much that should be said. If he hadn't continued the patient now, he wouldn't have to rush up so eagerly.

Tang Shiya quickly explained: "This is Doctor Luo, after the genius doctor, he will come to my grandfather to get the pulse."

The four old experts present suddenly looked bad. They are authoritative, two Chinese medicine doctors and two western medicine doctors. Since they all said that they are unable to recover, it is impossible for them to get a young man to cure the disease.

In particular, Mrs. Chen is not at all terminally ill, but the natural aging of body functions. When the limit is reached, no one can contend with the laws of nature.

"You are superfluous."

An old Chinese medicine expert spoke on the spot, watching with cold eyes.

Luo Tian didn't explain that his colleagues are enemies, and they are all Chinese medicine practitioners. After that, they will become competitors. If you win the respect of others, it depends not on words but on how to do it.

He walked quickly to the bed and took a closer look at Old Lady Chen. He was well maintained and well-trained. Even if he was going to return to the west by this time, he did not appear to be too sick. He sat on the chair beside him.

At this time everyone had followed, and the man in black who was sitting nearby also stood up, staring at him.

"I want to get the pulse of the old man now."

"Trouble Dr. Luo."

Tang Shiya opened her mouth to express her gratitude and blinked her eyes to remind them of the agreement that Luo Tian had to be 30% sure before proceeding with the next treatment, or she would give up.

Luo Tian has real skills. He took a breath, calmed his heartbeat, and slowly put his fingers on the pulse of the old man. When he touched the pulse of Ruoyouruowu, it was like a baby in the fetus. People come like this. With the pulse, it goes like this, the pulse is like silk.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully. The pulse is indeed weak, and the pulse is very weak, like a baby in the fetus. So it can be said that the old man is sick or not. Fault.

He had seen this situation in the medical books left by his grandfather, and it was not that there was no solution at all, he only needed to stimulate the potential of the patient to continue his life.

It's just very difficult. The short-term stimulation of potential is to return to the light, but if you want to last, you can't take the action of a peerless genius. Use silver needles to continue your life, supplemented by precious medicinal materials. It was a legend for half a year, and it was a legend even longer.

This shows how high Luo Tian's grandfather's medical skills are. As for Luo Tian himself, he thought about it, maybe he can extend his life for seven or eight days, maybe only three or four days. Although it is not easy, it is obviously not. It is in line with the arrogant words he made before, 70% sure!

"Doctor Luo, how is it?"

Seeing Luo Tian opened her eyes, Tang Shiya hurriedly asked, she would not give others the opportunity to deliberately play the game. She brought the people. As long as Luo Tian didn't mess around, she must protect Luo Tian well.

Although the others don’t like Luo Tian, ​​the old man is still lying here. Who knows if the old man really fell asleep, if he said something unpleasant, wouldn’t it be his own way of making money, so it’s best not to do it at this time Talk casually.

On the contrary, Chen Lao Er, who agreed to let Luo Tian come in, has no retreat. After thinking for a while, he said: "Doctor Luo, my father's disease can be cured, right? Please do your best and do whatever it takes. The price is to save my father."

Luo Tian nodded, and looked at Lao Er Chen. It was obvious that this was a dramatist, but at least he supported him on the surface.

He said aloud: "The old lady's pulse is weak and silky. It is indeed the limit, but..."

Having said that, he paused for a while, looked around, and then continued: "But the old man takes care of his body well on weekdays, and he has a good health. Although he is so angry, he has entered a state similar to fetal breath. The so-called fetal rate refers to the pulse of the baby in the mother's womb. Apart from the baby, there are only high-ranking people from the Buddhist and Taoist schools, or those who have good health and good fortune, have such opportunities."

To put it simply, you must be sincere or have a lot of money before you can enter the state of fetal interest.

"Doctor Luo, what do you mean?"

Chen Lao Er asked quickly. This sounded like the old man's condition might have a better chance?

"Some governance!"

Luo Tian smiled and said confidently: "If the time limit is reached by changing someone else, with my current medical skills, it will be no problem to extend his life for half a month. No matter how long it is, he will be powerless. But the pulse of Mrs. Chen has entered the fetal breath. If you are a new student, as long as you are properly treated, you can't say that you can continue your life for a year, but seven or eight months is not a problem, and you may even live a hundred years. Then it will depend on whether the rehabilitation period is proper."

"Nonsense!"

Suddenly, the old Chinese medicine expert stepped forward. Of course he knew the pulse of fetal breath. But how could the pulse of a person who had reached the limit be fetal breath? Even if it was similar, could it be possible that he could get a new birth like a baby? The situation is simply unheard of, it is simply nonsense.

"Hehe, old man, your ignorance doesn't mean that you don't exist."

Luo Tian looked solemn and turned his head and said to Tang Shiya: "President Tang, I am 100% sure to continue his life for your grandfather. Now I will call him to wake up and listen to the old lady's own opinions."

While he was talking, he stretched out his hand to press the tiger's mouth of Mrs. Chen, and muttered in his heart: "Healing +1, +1..."

He insisted on adding points that were not whole numbers, and adding up a little bit. He wanted to test how effective the treatment point was. He was worried about adding too much at once. The old man flew without waiting for the needle. It would not be good to charge then. .

Until the 4 o'clock treatment was added, suddenly, Grandpa Chen opened his eyes, woke up instantly, and said, "Help me up!"