Medical Sovereign

In the end, the school couldn't withstand the huge pressure of public opinion, and reluctantly expelled Mr. Lu, an excellent teacher. Mr. Lu, who has always cherished feathers, couldn't bear such a blow, and collapsed immediately, becoming a foolish psychopath , wandering around the town all day long, relying on picking up discarded food from the garbage dump to satisfy her hunger. Ding Ning kindly gave her food when she was a child.

Ironically, from the beginning to the end, the parent of the student who swore to beat her up and scold her as she should, never showed her head, let alone said a good word for her.

No matter who is right or wrong in this matter, the child's aunt has changed from an unknown little reporter to a golden pen of the TV station because of this news, and has become the biggest beneficiary.

But the poor Teacher Lu ended up going crazy, but no one said a good word for her. It has to be said that the tragedy of human nature is nothing more than this.

Anyway, after Ding Ning was beaten, he would never believe the parents' nonsense that "you should be beaten, you should be scolded".

Mr. Wen was busy with his affairs, exchanged a few words with Ding Ning, told Wen Rourou to respect his teacher, said hello to Mr. Jiang and others, and left without even looking at Gao Kaiyi, who was ashamed.

Even the news that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Paradise Hospital has set up 16 consultation windows for free consultations by 15 masters of traditional Chinese medicine and recently popular young doctors has spread like wildfire.

As a result, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine changed from the previous status quo where there were few people and no one cared about it, and for the first time there was a spectacular scene of patients queuing up for consultation.

This is a rare opportunity. Director Hao led the members of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to provide services to the Chinese doctors who asked for consultations. He was so tall that he wanted to learn something from their diagnosis and treatment.

Ding Ning is very busy, but very fulfilling. For each case, he will explain the patient's pathology, lesions, and clinical reactions in detail to Wenrou. He doesn't ask her to understand now, but just broadens her horizons and increases her clinical experience. experience.

Wenrou is very attentive. Even though she doesn't have any basic knowledge of Chinese medicine, she still has a little understanding of what she hears, but she still writes down all the questions she doesn't understand in the notebook she carries with her, and will verify them one by one after she officially starts studying.

This made Ding Ning very gratified. No matter how talented this apprentice is, his good memory is not as good as his poor pen, so his attitude towards learning is very correct.

Director Hao and others were very moved. Compared with other masters of traditional Chinese medicine who directly consulted doctors, prescribed prescriptions, and saved patients, Ding Ning's tireless and detailed explanations made them feel like they were enlightened and benefited a lot.

Now everyone, including Director Hao, gathered around, picked up a notebook with a humble attitude, and recorded the diagnosis and treatment process of some difficult and miscellaneous diseases,

Good for future reference.

Even when encountering some questions that they can't understand, they will be very embarrassed to ask Ding Ning. Ding Ning does not hide his secrets and will explain the questions in detail until they understand them.

This made some patients who were waiting to see a doctor dissatisfied, and clamored that Ding Ning's explanations one by one would delay their treatment time, but Ding Ning didn't explain, just smiled, and explained each case in detail.

People with discerning eyes smashed the dissatisfied crowd and let them see the healing efficiency of the little miracle doctor.

After all, these people didn't intend to make trouble. After observing patiently, they were shocked to find that even though Ding Ning analyzed each case in detail, his efficiency in seeing a doctor was still astonishingly fast.

Among the 15 masters of traditional Chinese medicine so far, the most efficient is Jiang Lao, who has treated 22 patients, and the slowest Chinese doctor has also treated 17 people.

And Ding Ning, while explaining and treating diseases, even treated 22 people, and his efficiency was on par with Mr. Jiang.

Now, no one said strange things anymore, and they respected the little genius doctor's medical skills more and more, and even some patients who were in the ranks of other masters of Chinese medicine quietly transferred to Ding Ning's team.

After all, compared to other Chinese doctors who only treat diseases without explaining them, Ding Ning's detailed explanations can give them a deeper understanding of their own physical conditions.

Of course, there are also some patients who suffer from unspeakable secrets, do not want their privacy to be made public, and quietly transfer to the ranks of other masters of Chinese medicine.

This made Ding Ning dumbfounded. Although he has the idea of ​​teaching his apprentices, he still has a minimum of professional ethics. He will ask the other party's consent before explaining each patient's condition.

Dean Jiang is very pleased with Ding Ning's approach. This is equivalent to helping the members of the hospital's Chinese medicine department to train in a disguised form, achieving his original goal.

As for the ultimate goal of keeping Ding Ning in Tiantang Hospital, after Gao Kaiyi's incident, he no longer has such illusions.

Those old Chinese doctors didn't care about Ding Ning's stealing the limelight, and were even happy to see it succeed.

At their age and level, their thoughts have long been unified. Since Ding Ning is regarded as the leading figure in the recovery of traditional medicine, the greater Ding Ning's reputation is, the better it will be for the recovery of traditional medicine.

So even if some patients asked them to conduct on-site teaching like Ding Ning, these old Chinese doctors still smiled and nodded.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

An arrogant and domineering voice suddenly sounded, causing a commotion among the crowd.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, followed the prestige, and saw a group of bodyguards with big arms and round waists pushing the crowd, surrounded by a pair of brightly dressed young men and women, forcing their way to the front of the line.

"What's the matter with you? How can you jump in line?"

The next patient was a middle-aged man in his forties, who asked dissatisfied when he saw this.

The young man glanced at him disdainfully, and said arrogantly: "Do you know who I am? I still have to wait in line to see a doctor? What a joke."

"Young Master Wang, don't be as knowledgeable as these mud-legged people, and lose your identity for nothing."

The woman in the arms of the young man was pretty, with a protruding figure, but with heavy makeup on her face, a flattering smile on her face, and disgusting, vitriolic words.

"No matter who you are, you have to wait in line to see a doctor."

The middle-aged man's face turned red and he tried hard to argue, but there was already a hint of timidity in his eyes when he saw the young man hugging him.

Hearing this, the bodyguards next to the young man stared at the patient coldly, assuming that as soon as the young man gave an order, they would rush to surround and beat up the man who spoke.

"Forget it, at first glance, this is the son of a rich family. We can't afford to offend him."

"Yeah, big brother, don't get into trouble just to see a doctor, it's not worth it."

"Where is there no privileged class now? Seeing that he has so many bodyguards with him when he goes out, he must not be from an ordinary family. Let's say a few words less."

"They are Jia Sai. With the medical skills of the little genius doctor, it won't take long. Bear with it."

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Seeing that the situation was not going well, the other patients tried to persuade them in low voices. The patient was already timid, but he became even more frightened when he heard this, and he lowered his head and dared not speak out.

Wang Shao triumphantly glanced at the middle-aged man, pretending to be disappointed and mockingly said: "I thought I would meet someone who is good, but I didn't expect it to be a bastard, it's really boring."

"you……"

The middle-aged man's face was flushed red, the veins on his forehead popped, and he clenched his fists tightly, turning white from the force.

But in the face of the bodyguards beside Wang Shao who were staring at him fiercely, all his courage dissipated invisible, he bit his lips and lowered his head in humiliation.

"What are you? You want to hit Young Master Wang. You can touch him and see what the consequences will be? Come on, weren't you a bitch just now? Come and try!"

Before Wang Shao said anything, the woman with heavy make-up arrogantly stretched out her finger and poked the middle-aged man's chest provocatively. That face of a villain made everyone around him feel righteous indignation, but they dared not be angry. Dare to speak.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap hit the woman's face.

"ah!"

The woman let out a horrific scream, her false eyelashes flickered, she covered her face and stared viciously at Wen Rou who suddenly shot, "You stinky bitch dared to hit me, beat her to death."

People were startled in their hearts. Although the gentle shot made people feel happy, but when they thought of Wang Shao's vicious bodyguard, they couldn't help but feel worried for the apprentice of this little genius doctor.

The bodyguards did not obey the woman's command, but looked at Wang Shao and waited for his order. They really didn't like the woman who relied on Wang Shao's power to pretend to be a tiger.

"What are you still doing in a daze, didn't you hear what I said? Strip off this bitch's clothes, hang him up and beat him hard."

Seeing that the bodyguard didn't obey her command, the woman felt ashamed and screamed angrily.

Seeing that the bodyguards ignored him, but looked at Wang Shao with a livid face, he immediately realized that he was a bit overwhelming.

Turning around and throwing herself into Wang Shao's arms, she said softly and aggrievedly: "Wang Shao, I was beaten by that bastard, you have to vent your anger on him."

Unexpectedly, Wang Shaoli ignored her, and stared at Ruanrou with an ugly face: "Renrou, what do you mean?"

The woman froze when she heard the words, and realized that something was wrong. Wang Shao had just returned from abroad not long ago, but he acted extremely domineeringly and never tolerated disobedience. Many rich young men who made her look up to him gave him three points.

It was only then that she spent a lot of thought to get close to him, just to enjoy the pleasure that his status brought her.

But right now, Young Master Wang didn't wave his hand as usual and ask his bodyguards to teach anyone who dared to offend him. This shows that the woman who slapped him is by no means easy to provoke.

She was able to stand out among the many gold diggers, and successfully climbed into the bed of Wang Shao, a wealthy young man who spends money like water. Naturally, she was not a stupid woman, and she quickly understood her situation.

Immediately put on a timid look and put Wang Shao's arm, trembling all over, the arrogance and domineering look of the little bird is not there before.

"It's nothing interesting, I just can't get used to it, you are not welcome here, get out."

Ruan Rou hugged her arms, with a look of disdain at the corner of her mouth, she said coldly.

Wang Shao narrowed his eyes, his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Gentle Rou, are you going to give me face?"

"Face? Wang Haiqing, you really healed your scar and forgot the pain, why? Your broken leg is healed, so you plan to make trouble again?"

Wen Rourou sneered, and cast a contemptuous glance at Wang Shao, but what he said pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

Wang Haiqing clenched his fists tightly, the veins popped on his forehead, the corners of his eyes twitched non-stop, he stared at Ruanrou with gloomy eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "Renrou, don't be so shameless."

"Snapped!"

It was another loud slap on the face of the poor woman.

There was a disdainful sneer at the corner of Wen Rourou's mouth: "Give face? Do I need to give you face? Walking through the market with such a thing, Wang Haiqing, I feel blush for your old Wang family."

"Young Master Wang, forget it, can't we afford to provoke or hide? The two slaps are my own fault, let's go."

The woman covered her red and swollen face and wanted to cry, but I didn't speak for a long time. If you want to slap me, you slap Young Master Wang. Why do you keep beating my old lady?

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