Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 736 Ouyang Hong

  Zhang Hui immediately said: "Prepare for the operation immediately, I will go to the operating room right away!"

  …

  Everyone stood in front of the operating room, except for Zhou An who looked indifferent, all the high-level executives of the City's No. 1 Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital were anxious like ants on a hot pot, circling back and forth anxiously!

Half an hour later, the door of the operating room opened. Zhang Hui took off his mask and sighed: "The patient cannot be saved at all. The cancer cells spread far faster than imagined. Let alone me, even the world's top lancet surgeon can't save him." !"

  Hearing Zhang Hui's words, all the high-level officials of the City's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine were as pale as paper, and Fang Kui collapsed to the ground with a plop as if he had lost his bones.

   "It can't be saved? Hehe." Hearing this, Zhou An couldn't help but sneered.

  Relying on his own eyes to see through the sky, Zhou An had already seen that Chairman Ouyang Hong was seriously ill when he was in the high-ranking ward.

   There is no way to save this Ouyang Hong with ordinary methods, but the method he used to treat patients is not an ordinary medicine.

   Zhou An's voice was not loud, but it was particularly harsh.

  Hearing Zhou An's words, Fang Kui was full of anticipation like a drowning man grasping at the last straw: "Doctor Zhou, are you sure to save Chairman Ouyang Hong?"

   "Originally at least 90% sure, but now that the patient is tossed by this Hui, I am at most 80% sure." Zhou An said calmly, but his words were full of winning cards.

Hearing this, Dean Fang Kui bowed to Zhou An and said, "Miraculous Doctor Zhou is blind to gold and jade, please spare me for a while, save this Chairman Ouyang Hong, and save the city's No. 1 Middle School." Let's go to the hospital!"

  Under the expectant eyes of the high-level executives of the Municipal No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Zhou An changed his clothes and walked into the operating room.

   Zhang Hui’s subordinate doctors in white coats were full of contempt and sarcasm:

   "Even the genius doctor Zhang Hui can't save him, this little **** is really putting on a show, what can he do!"

   "That's right, just wait for something to happen to this stunned young man. He's so bragging, he really thinks he's something special!"

  Looking at the back of Zhou An going to the operating room, Zhang Hui also sneered in his heart: "I'll see how long you can pretend, little bastard!"

  …

  Zhou An walked into the operating room, took out more than a dozen close-fitting silver needles and pierced Ouyang Hong's acupoints, and poured all the silver needles into Ouyang Hong's body.

  Dragon Qi cuts the hair and washes the marrow, rushes into the cancer cell tissue like hot soup and fertile snow, but in just a few minutes, all the cancer cell tissue disappears without a trace.

   Zhou An stuffed the Yangshen Pill into Ouyang Hong's mouth, and waited for the medicine to take effect. At most, after a few minutes of walking, Chairman Ouyang Hong would wake up.

   Zhou An walked out of the operating room.

  Seeing Zhou An coming out, headed by Director Fang Kui, all the senior officials of the Municipal No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine swarmed up and said in one go:

   "How about Miracle Doctor Zhou? How is Chairman Ouyang Hong doing now?"

   "Yes, Dr. Zhou, have you cured Chairman Ouyang Hong?"

  Listening to this bunch of noisy words, Zhou An couldn't help feeling dizzy, rubbed his temples and said: "Don't worry, Chairman Ouyang Hong is fine, and he will wake up in a while."

  Hearing Zhou An's words, before Fang Kui could speak, all the doctors in white coats under Zhang Hui looked at Zhou An and sneered:

   "Haha, the little **** can really put on a show, I think you've been cured, and you want to take the opportunity to slip away! Don't dream of you!"

   "You still want to play this trick in front of us, we have eaten more salt than you have traveled! Just wait for me to die!"

   Zhang Hui looked at Zhou An, although he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of disdain, which anyone could see.

   Too lazy to talk to Zhang Hui's gang of gangsters, Zhou An glanced at Zhang Hui sarcastically and said: "Facts speak louder than words, it is useless for you to talk more nonsense."

  Zhou An looked at Fang Kui and said, "President Fang Kui, go and have a look. You are also a famous doctor. Chairman Ouyang Hong's physical condition, you can tell at a glance."

  Fang Kui nodded, and led a group of executives from the City's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine into the operating room.

  …

  In the operating room, seeing the data on various instruments, the senior management of the City's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine couldn't help but gasp, screaming in disbelief:

   "Normal breathing, normal blood oxygen content!"

   "Blood pressure is normal!"

   "The heart rate is also normal!"

  President Fang Kui put his hand on Ouyang Hong's pulse, and his pupils constricted after a while:

   "My God, compared to the fact that Chairman Ouyang Hong will return home at any time when he just transferred to the hospital, the chairman Ouyang Hong is really fine now! How did Dr. Zhou do it!"

  Fang Kui and the city's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine looked at each other, and they were even more in awe of the genius doctor Zhou Anzhou.

  The door of the operating room opened, Fang Kui was expressionless, and went straight to Zhou An with all the senior officials of the City's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

  Seeing Fang Kui's movements, Zhang Hui's followers looked at Zhou An and sneered:

   "Haha, you little bastard, have you seen it, Dean Fang Kui brought someone to clean up your bastard!"

   "It is definitely you who cured that Chairman Ouyang Hong. Today, if you don't die, you will lose half your life. I think you are still pretending to be garlic!"

  Looking around at Zhang Hui's followers, Zhou An's mouth twitched into a sarcasm: "Why are you so sure that Dean Fang Kui brought someone to teach me a lesson?"

Before the waiters in white coats under him finished talking, Zhang Hui looked at Zhou An and sneered, he couldn't stand up straight: "It's not because you have cured the patient to teach you a bastard, can it still be Is it okay to come to thank you? Wishful thinking is enough for me..."

   Zhang Hui had just spoken halfway, when his words suddenly froze.

Under the horrified eyes of the audience, Fang Kui walked up to Zhou An and bowed to the ground: "Thank you for the kindness of Dr. Zhou for saving your life. Chairman Ouyang Hong is fine. Our city's No. A big crisis, you are worthy of being a miracle doctor!"

  The senior officials of the No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine flattered Zhou An again and again:

   "Miraculous doctor Zhou, you are absolutely amazing! It's like Bian Que is resurrected, and Hua Tuo is reborn!"

   "Before we had eyes but didn't know Mount Tai, thank you so much, my lord!"

  Seeing this scene, the faces of Zhang Hui's doctors in white coats turned blue and red.

  Zhang Hui seemed to have been slapped severely, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip out!

   At this moment, an excited voice came to the ears of everyone present: "Thank you, Dr. Zhou, for saving your life!"

  Zhou An looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Chairman Ouyang Hong wake up, walked towards Zhou An and bowed to the ground, his face full of respect. .

   "Let's do it, how can a doctor's parents refuse to save him?" Zhou An helped Ouyang Hong up.

  Under the respectful eyes of Ouyang Hong and everyone, Zhou An left the city's No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

   Zhou An returned home and had dinner with Zhao Fei, warm and sweet.

  (end of this chapter)