Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 1171 The arrogant Song Lian

  Zhou An looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of doctors in white coats, surrounded by a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, walking in.

  This middle-aged man named Song Lian with a Mediterranean hairstyle is obviously the core of this group.

  Hearing the words of these doctors in white coats, all the passengers present could not help but gasp, and the words were full of surprises:

   "It's Dr. Song Lian Song, a famous first aid doctor who also studied Chinese and Western medicine!"

   "This doctor Song Lian Song's first aid name is very famous in the whole East China. He can definitely save this sick old man!"

   "Yeah, this old man is really lucky, to be able to meet Dr. Song Lian who is commuting, what a blessing!"

Song Lian looked at Zhou An with his nostrils upturned, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you said you have the confidence to treat this patient. What confidence do you have? Do you have a degree from a medical university? Do you have the inheritance of famous doctors? "

   "No, so what?" Zhou An looked at Song Lian with a calm expression on his face.

Hearing Zhou An's words, Song Lian looked up to the sky and laughed, with no sarcasm and disdain concealed on his face: "You don't need a degree, you don't need a famous doctor to teach you, you don't want a barefoot doctor, what qualifications do you have to be a doctor in Song Mou?" Pretending to be in front of you!"

  Song Lian's attendants followed closely behind Song Lian, walked into the carriage and looked at Zhou An, mocking:

   "That's right! Get out of the way, kid, doctor Song Lian has taken over the patient! This kind of thing of curing diseases and saving lives cannot be joked!"

   "Don't be ignorant of good and evil. If you treat this patient, he will be killed by you. At that time, you don't want to have a good life!"

"That's right! Did you see the bodyguard next to this sick old man? It's definitely not an ordinary person who has this kind of ostentation. It's not easy to kill you bastard, don't you know the heights of heaven and earth! The unlucky one will still be you Own!"

  The head of the bodyguard also smiled apologetically at Zhou An, and immediately bowed to Song Lian and said respectfully: "Dr. Song Lian, you have superb medical skills, and I hope you can save the dying and heal the wounded and rejuvenate!"

  The other bodyguards followed suit and bowed to Song Lian:

   "Doctor Song, please save Jiang Ye! As long as you can cure Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye will be grateful!"

   "That's right! Mr. Jiang is generous and will never treat you badly, and if Mr. Jiang really has something good or bad, we will stop here and have to be buried with Mr. Jiang! Please save us!"

In the eyes of these bodyguards, Song Lian's ability to get the approval of so many passengers present is obviously a good medical skill, and it is definitely not comparable to Zhou An, who borrowed from the unknown stunned youth. It is a real choice to choose one of the two. It's not too simple, don't even think about it!

   Seeing this group of bodyguards change their minds in a blink of an eye, it is obvious that they can't trust Zhou An.

Zhou An grabbed Zhao Fei, who was like a fried cat, and immediately glanced at the bodyguards with a half-smile and said: "Since you all recognize him, that's fine, I just don't need to work hard, just be an audience, by the way Let's see what Song Lian is capable of!"

Song Lian snorted coldly, and did not conceal the disdain and sarcasm in his words: "Boy, I will let you see what real medical skills are today! Your little barefoot doctor skills are not on the stage at all, and you still want to fight with me. Comparing someone in Song, what an idiotic dream!"

   After Song Lian finished speaking, under the gaze of the audience, he walked towards the sick old man in Tang suit.

  Looking at the complexion and tongue coating of the sick and elderly, smelling the smell of the sick and elderly.

  Ask the patient and the elderly about the specific situation of the disease, and check the pulse to confirm the pulse of the patient and the elderly.

  Take out the portable stethoscope and listen to the heart and lung sounds of the sick and elderly.

  Song Lian's operation is smooth and smooth, and he is obviously familiar with it. After completing a set of operations, Song Lian lightly stroked his beard and remained silent.

   Seeing Song Lian like this, all the bodyguards couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding with fifteen buckets, and asked cautiously:

   "How is Miracle Doctor Song doing? Can you tell us a little bit about it?"

   "That's right, we are dying of panic, Doctor Song, so just tell us, can you save us, Mr. Jiang?"

Song Lian sighed, spread his hands and said, "This patient has a pulmonary artery embolism. There is no cure in the sky and on earth. Even if it is too late to take out the embolism in the hospital, the patient may not be able to persist until the end of the day." Hospital!"

  Hearing Song Lian's words, all the passengers present couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing secretly:

   "Doctor Song Lian Song, that is the top first-class emergency doctor in East China, even he gave up, it seems that this old man in Tang suit is going to die!"

   "That's right, Doctor Song Lian Song can't do anything, let alone East China, just look at the surrounding provinces, who can cure this old man in Tang suit!"

  Hearing what the well-known emergency doctor Song Lian said, the old man in Tang suit and all the bodyguards couldn't help but their legs became weak, and they fell to the ground with a plop, their faces as white as paper!

  The head of the bodyguard knelt down on the ground, hugged Song Lian's thigh and kowtowed to Song Lian again and again. His words were full of begging: "This, how could this happen! Doctor Song, please save us Master Jiang, Doctor Song!"

   A group of other bodyguards also followed, begging Song Lian endlessly:

   "Yes, Miracle Doctor Song! I beg you to help us Master Jiang, otherwise we'll be done for today!"

   "You can't even move your hands. Even if you try your best to save our Lord Jiang, we will admit it if there is no other way!"

Song Lian was not a good-tempered person at all, and his face was even more ugly after being stalked by these bodyguards: "Why do you keep pestering me! I told you that no one can save this patient! You still force me I didn't do it deliberately to ruin my reputation!"

   "Let me tell you again, let alone me, but looking at the whole province and even the whole country, no one can save this patient!"

  After Song Lian's words fell, the audience was dead silent.

   All the passengers were silent but felt sorry for the old man in Tang suit.

   All the bodyguards were even more mournful, each of them wilted instantly like eggplants beaten by frost.

  Hearing Song Lian's nonsense, and seeing the performance of the people present who clearly believed in Song Lian's nonsense, Zhou An couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  In the silent atmosphere of the carriage where needles could be heard, Zhou An's sneer sounded particularly ear-piercing.

  Hearing Zhou An's sarcastic laughter, Song Lian's followers immediately glared at Zhou An:

   "What? Little bastard, are you laughing at our Doctor Song Lian?"

   "Where are you gloating and laughing, if you have the ability, you can cure this patient!"

   "That's right! You little bastard, I'm afraid you don't even know what kind of disease the patient is suffering from! Let alone treating him, what a big-tailed wolf!"

   "If you have nothing to do with you, why don't you stay cool! What kind of garlic do you pretend to be a barefoot doctor!" Song Lian also looked disdainful, obviously he didn't take Zhou An as a dish at all.

  (end of this chapter)