Unparalleled Immortal Physician

The dean's assistant frowned, and said, "Don't just talk about it! Come to the truth! Our dean just shirked an appointment for an important patient in order to rush to rescue the wounded. You know our dean made a visit How much is it?"

The dean's assistant meant to ask Lin Chu for a red envelope. Lin Chu understood the assistant's words and said hurriedly, "Understood, I understand. Of course I won't treat the dean badly."

"What are you talking about!" The dean saw that there were so many people around and it was inappropriate to mention the red envelopes, so he pretended to be angry, with a light of justice in his eyes, and reprimanded, "I tell you in the name of a doctor, don't engage in those red envelopes and the like. Healing the wounded and saving the dying is my Zhao family's medical ethics."

"Papa" outpatient doctor Tian took the lead in applauding.

The doctors and nurses who watched with a "wow" applauded.

"It's amazing! Both medical skills and medical ethics are high, and both virtues and skills are good!"

"Oh, it's really rare to be as clean and honest as Dean Zhao!"

Hearing praises, Dean Zhao became more excited and his face became more tense, which showed that he was used to hearing these praises.

He looked at his watch and said, "Why hasn't the ambulance from the county hospital arrived yet? It's not a solution to stick with needles all the time. Call to remind them and ask where they are?"

"Okay, Dean."

Lin Chu hurriedly called to ask for an ambulance.

The ambulance replied that the ambulance has just left the county seat, and it is estimated that it will arrive at the township health center in three to ten minutes at the earliest.

After hearing this, Dean Zhao said regretfully: "If our hospital is fully equipped, I can perform this minor operation before dark. It's a pity."

"Dean," Lin Chu wiped the sweat from his head and smiled apologetically, "If it weren't for your thirteen needles, she might not be able to do it anymore. Thinking about it, I'm a little scared!"

The dean was about to put on a few more words, when suddenly a female nurse next to him shouted in surprise: "Dean, look, the wounded her"

All eyes fell on the woman.

The woman suddenly became short of breath, her eyes were half-opened and half-closed, her gaze was lifeless, as if she had seen a ghost.The whole body trembled violently, a layer of blackness suddenly appeared on the pale face, the lips turned blue, and white foam came out from the corner of the mouth

This woman is about to finish playing, her reaction is obviously the last struggle before she dies!

All the medical staff present were stunned, and all turned their attention to the dean.

The dean looked startled for a moment, then immediately regained his composure.

He was quite confident in his medical skills, so he walked to the consultation table calmly, stared at the woman for a moment, then turned around and said, "Everyone, get out of the way!"

Everyone took a few steps back to make room for a semi-circular space.

Zhang Fan was both anxious and amused: The crowd formed a semicircle, why is it so special like a place to watch monkeys on the street? !

The dean squatted in a shallow horse stance, stretched his hands forward, palms down, aimed at the woman's chest, closed his eyes slightly, and when he got lucky, his hands shook suddenly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "No, no, return to life!" Suppress the soul, be steady!"

Read it three times in a row!

Everyone was stunned by this strange action, and the scene was completely silent.

After Dean Zhao recited the spell three times, the woman slowly stopped struggling, calmed down, closed her eyes again, and remained motionless.

"Wow—"

If the round of applause just now was the outpatient doctor taking the lead in flattering the dean, then this round of applause was caused by the admiration from the hearts of the audience.

"Bian Que is reborn!"

"Contemporary miracle doctor!"

"As expected of a direct descendant of the Zhao family!"

People were amazed.

Dean Zhao straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief.

The dean's assistant showed a look of extreme admiration, and asked movedly: "Dean, the spell you just said is incredible, after only three times, she completely returned to normal. What's going on?"

Dean Zhao explained in a nonchalant tone: "Her reaction just now was a normal reaction after the thirteen injections of Huisheng. Soul-suppressing internal energy injects the zhenqi that has been practiced for 20 years into her seven meridians and six meridians, helping her to re-circulate her inner qi, and she will naturally return to normal."

"Oh, I see. Is she using the dean's true energy to maintain her vital signs?"

"You can say that. Fortunately, she is fine now!" the dean said with a smile.

There was another round of discussion among the people:

"The dean gave her his tolerance, he sacrificed himself to save others!"

"Crossing Qi? It sounds like a male and female dual cultivation." Someone laughed softly.

Seeing that the dean's performance was almost done, Zhang Fan who was next to him took a step forward, glanced at the woman, and let out a sneer from his nose:

"Humph!"

Zhang Fan's spiritual eyes, through the woman's chest bra, looked inside, and he could see clearly: the woman's heart had stopped beating!

Zhang Fan's sneer was extremely unusual amidst the admiration, and it immediately attracted all the eyes of the audience.

"Are you jealous?" the dean's assistant looked at Zhang Fan and said sarcastically.

"Envy, envy, hate! It's human nature."

Doctor Tian of the outpatient clinic also smiled slightly, and nodded fawningly to the dean.

The dean showed a magnanimous spirit at this time. Not only was he not angry, but he smiled and said to Zhang Fan:

"As a small village doctor, you may not have a deep understanding of the profound Chinese medicine culture. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I don't care. If you have any questions and want to ask me for advice, I can tell you about rejuvenation and soul suppression. Related theories of acupuncture."

"Dean, let's discuss the theoretical issues later," Zhang Fan pointed at the woman on the examination table, and said softly, "Let me remind you, she is already dead!"

"What did you say?" the dean asked in surprise, turning his head to the woman at the same time.

"Her heart stopped beating." Zhang Fan repeated.

A female nurse hastily stretched out her hand to touch the woman's wrist, then she was so startled that she withdrew her hand like an electric shock, stuck her tongue out halfway and couldn't pull it back, and gave the dean a look.

The dean looked shocked, stretched out his hand to press the woman's left chest, and put his finger on the woman's nostril for a try, and then his face became pale, and shiny fine sweat immediately appeared on his forehead!

Doctor Tian took a step forward, stepped forward and poked and pressed the woman's plump chest with a stethoscope, fiddled with it for a long time, then stammered, but gloated: "I have lost my heart rate!"