Kryptonians come to the second dimension

The next day, Fatty Zheng came to Huichun Medical Center again.

However, he did not come alone, he also brought a group of media reporters and a banner.

On the banner, the eight golden characters "Miao Hands Rejuvenate, Hua Tuo Lives" shine brightly.

He led all the media reporters into the clinic and excitedly held Xu Dahai's hand.

"Doctor Xu, miracle doctor, thank you for saving my life."

Xu Dahai was a little confused.

Isn't this the patient with "yang deficiency" yesterday?

I just gave him a few powerful tonics, so how could he "save his life"?

Xu Dahai said: "What's wrong? When did I save your life?"

Fatty Zheng said: "Mr. Xu, the medicine you prescribed killed 80% of the cancer cells in my body."

"Today I went to a big hospital for a check-up. The doctor at the hospital said that there are no major health problems with my body. I will recover after a few days of recuperation."

"You cured my pancreatic cancer, didn't you just save my life?"

Xu Dahai was even more confused.

What kind of pancreatic cancer? This fat man just has an ordinary yang deficiency.

Besides, pancreatic cancer is a difficult medical problem, with a cure rate of no more than 3%. I really don’t have the ability to cure this disease.

He hurriedly said: "You must have made a mistake..."

Fatty Zheng hurriedly took out the medical records and said, "Doctor Xu, please don't be humble. I brought all the medical records."

The group of media reporters immediately started snapping photos of the cases.

Xu Dahai glanced at the case and frowned.

Yesterday he left the diagnosis results blank and did not write them down. Why did the diagnosis results today contain the words "pancreatic cancer"?

And it's my own handwriting.

What is going on?

Xu Dahai wanted to say something else, but Fatty Zheng forced the banner into his hand.

The media reporters started snapping photos again.

After taking the photo, Fatty Zheng immediately led everyone away, leaving Xu Dahai alone in a messy place.

The patients queuing up to see a doctor gave Xu Dahai a thumbs up and praised him.

"Doctor Xu, you are really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. You can even cure cancer."

"Dr. Xu, I have a relative who is suffering from cancer. I hope you can help him."

"I see those well-known experts on TV, but they are not one-tenth as good as Dr. Xu. Dr. Xu is treating people in this small place. It is really a humiliation of his talent."

Xu Dahai couldn't laugh or cry.

That fat patient is really strange.

I have been working as a doctor for decades, and this is the first time I have encountered such a "warm-hearted" patient.

He didn't think much and continued to treat the patient.

Here, Fatty Zheng brought a group of media reporters to a deserted place.

He took a box from the car and opened it. It was filled with colorful hundred-dollar bills.

Fatty Zheng distributed the hundred-dollar bills to the media reporters present and said, "Whether Dr. Xu's reputation can be promoted or not depends entirely on you."

The group of media reporters expressed their opinions one after another.

"Don't worry, Doctor Xu's name will be heard in every corner of Linhai City tonight."

"I promise, after tonight, Dr. Xu will become a celebrity."

"Speaking of Mr. Zheng, Dr. Xu is really optimistic about your cancer? We cannot report false news."

Fatty Zheng said: "You have also seen the case, how can I still fake it?"

"Don't worry, this is definitely real news."

The media reporters nodded: "That's good."