Supreme Medicinal God

Wang Wenwen asked, can you analyze the patient's condition so thoroughly?

Dr. Howson's mind was buzzing and it was hard to believe his ears.

He wasted so much thought and used many advanced instruments. It was only after careful analysis and comparison of Bill's heart rate chart that Bill's cerebral hemorrhage was caused by fear and insomnia.

In order to understand the cause of the disease, he spent nearly a week, but Ye Feng only used the simplest "Wang Wen Wen Qie" four diagnosis methods to understand the cause, which is too ridiculous and incredible.

"What a ridiculous thing this little Chinese doctor said, actually made our Doctor Howson not know how to answer his question..."

At the same time, seeing Dr. Howson's expression, Ryan taunted.

"How about, my judgment is barely passable?"

Ye Feng couldn't hear everything outside the house. Even if he heard it, he didn't bother to bother. After drawing a conclusion, he looked at Dr. Hausen lightly.

"The patient is handed over to you, I hope you can heal him."

Dr. Howson shook his head with a wry smile and then stood sideways, giving Ye Feng the best position for the patient's treatment.

If it only took less than a minute to detect Ye Feng, who was able to detect the cause of the patient, can only barely pass the test, then what did it take him a week to find the cause?

Although this Dr. Howson's attitude is a little bad, but people can be regarded as credit.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, and then slowly stood to the position where Dr.hausen just stood, and began to examine Bill carefully.

"God, Dr. Howen took the initiative to give up his position and let this little Chinese doctor visit Mr. Bill!"

Just then, Ryan outside the house also saw this incredible scene, and after rubbing his eyes hard, he murmured incredulously with his mouth wide open.

Dr. Howson is the most authoritative expert in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in the United States, and there are few doctors who can be recognized by him.

In this way, the characters of the Thai fighting level rarely transfer their patients to other doctors.

But Dr. Howson did this now, which shows that he has approved Ye Feng's medical skills and thinks he has the qualification and strength to treat Bill.

But isn't Huaxia Chinese medicine a witch doctor who fools people with a lot of grass?

Ryan's heart thumped, and he had a bad hunch. He felt that it was originally intended to mock Ye Feng, a Chinese kid, and the intention of the Chinese medicine doctor represented by Ye Feng. It is very likely to fail.

It is even possible that he will become the promoter of Ye Feng's fame!

Let him, who is hostile to Huaxia, become a boost for the reputation of Huaxia, which really makes him unacceptable.

At the same time, Ye Feng was already running his mind, opening the vertical eyes under his brow's skin and looking at Bill.

"What an amazing fortune..."

At a glance, Ye Feng immediately saw Bill's whole body surrounded by a rich golden yellow breath, as brilliant as the gold under the blazing sun.

But then, his eyebrows turned into a pimple again.

In addition to the golden yellow breath, Bill also has a lot of black breath intertwined with the golden breath.

The black breath was as thick as ink, and it gathered around Bill's head behind his back, forming a red blood.

"Golden qi dominates the rich, black qi dominates the benevolence, but richness is not benevolent, curable and uncurable..."

Then, along Ye Feng's mind, a voice sounded.

This product seems to have done a bad job, and it seems that the fortunes and bad luck are so tightly bound, I am afraid that it was the first pot of gold he had made, which was caused by his conscience.

Although this product didn't do very well when it first lost its mind, but as it got older, it received some external stimuli, so it began to repent and worry, which caused fear and sleeplessness, and induced cerebral hemorrhage.

After looking away, Ye Feng immediately understood the real cause of Bill's cerebral hemorrhage.

"I want to see the patient's family. I won't treat it until I have a few questions."

Soon, Ye Feng looked back at Dr. Howson and said lightly.

"Do you want to see Bill's family?" Dr. Howson frowned, looking at Ye Feng suspiciously.

It is the patient who is in need of treatment, but not the patient's family. He does not understand the purpose of Ye Feng's move.

"I have three rules of non-rescue when I go to the clinic. I will not save for the rich and the benevolent; I will not save for the adulterer; I will not save for the Chinese who humiliate me! I promise to repay the mistakes he made, and I will start treatment to make him wake up." Ye Fenglang said.

What are the rules of Dr. Huaxia...

Dr. Howson was silent for a while, and after looking at Director Dyson, he saw the other person nodded slightly, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed out a call.

"They will be here soon, please wait a moment, Mr. Ye." After the phone call, Howson said to Ye Feng.

"Wait it's not necessary, I will drain the congestion from his brain first, so that when the patient's family comes, I will understand that no one in this world except me can wake him up."

Ye Feng waved his hand, and then removed the needle capsule from the gently carrying backpack.

Just now he already knows what the crux of Bill’s heart disease is, and if he wants Bill’s family to compromise on his request, he must first come up with some real skills to let the other party understand that no one can save him except him in this world. Wake up Bill.

After the needle bladder reached his hand, Ye Feng reached out and took off the oxygen mask that was close to Bill's face, and tossed it aside.

"what are you doing?"

Dr. Howson saw Ye Feng's move and took a step forward involuntarily.

"God, he actually pulled Mr. Bill's oxygen shield! According to the information I got from the hospital, Mr. Bill's nerve center has lost the ability to coordinate body organs. The lungs cannot breathe and can only rely on oxygen to maintain Life. This little Chinese doctor took Mr. Bill's oxygen mask off, did he want to murder him?"

Not only Dr. Howson, but Ryan outside the house raised his microphone and stared at the ward, exclaiming.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Bill can no longer breathe. You are too dangerous to do so."

Dyson also knew how serious Bill was now, reaching for the oxygen mask and preparing to put him on.

"If he is dead, I will pay him a life." Ye Feng said lightly, and then looked at Dyson in a deep voice: "Don't move!"

In a short sentence, it came into Dyson's ear, but it was like thunder and thunder, which made him tremble, and the light oxygen mask in his hand became as heavy as a mountain.

How can he be so dignified at his young age, even when I met the senior boss, I have never been so disoriented!

(End of this chapter)