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Wang Pengyu received the news and then called Tang Jiajun to learn about the situation.

It turned out that the people who clashed with Lei Datong and others were businessmen from the UK, or investors personally brought in by the mayor of Pingshan, who were inspecting the investment environment in Pingshan.

Even though the people at the police station knew that Lei Datong and the people above him had some relationship, when this happened, they had to deal with the matter as a matter of business and locked up all the dozen people who participated in the fight including Lei Datong.

Wang Pengyu pondered and said: "Where are those British people?"

Tang Jiajun hesitated for a moment and then said: "They are all in the hotel. They also said that they would ask the British Embassy to come forward. It was not easy to calm them down. We must punish the thugs severely."

Wang Pengyu frowned and asked, "Aren't they locked up?"

Tang Jiajun explained: "Although it is still unclear how the conflict broke out, everyone onlookers saw that it was Datong and the others who made the first move, and... Moreover, the new mayor is from the capital, and he personally pulled these British merchants.

If they come, it’s not easy to detain them.”

"I will ask people to take care of Datong and the others. Originally, this was an ordinary fight, and there was no big problem. However, an Englishman hit his head on the table when he fell. He is still unconscious. If someone died, but

The big question is, Ayu, you have great medical skills, can you go to the hospital and see how the merchant is doing?"

Wang Pengyu thought for a while: "Okay, where is he now?"

The country's bad habit of worshiping foreigners and favoring foreigners has not changed much, and Wang Pengyu has no intention of entangled with this issue. As long as the Englishman is fine, even if the new mayor makes trouble, there should not be any big problems with Tang Jiajun to deal with it.

"It's at the city hospital. How about I come and pick you up?"

This incident happened in Pingshan. Once it became an international dispute, it would definitely have an impact on Tang Jianye, so Tang Jiajun did not dare to take it lightly.

Wang Pengyu shook his head and said: "No need, just wait for me at the city hospital. I'll go there now."

Liu Yuqian woke up when she heard the noise, gently hugged Wang Pengyu's waist, and asked in a daze: "Ayu, where are you going?"

Wang Pengyu touched her little head, put her arms back under the quilt, and whispered: "It's nothing, I'll go to the city hospital. You continue to sleep."

Liu Yuqian drank some wine last night. Her drinking capacity was very poor. At this time, her head was still groggy. She nodded after hearing this and fell asleep again.

Wang Pengyu drove to the city hospital, contacted Tang Jiajun, and went straight to the operating department.

Tang Jiajun has already called the director of the city hospital. The three of them arrived at the office of the surgery department. Wang Pengyu found that there were more than a dozen people in white coats discussing and studying something. Zhang Santai, the branch director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, was also here. In addition, there were

Several middle-aged and elderly people in suits looked like they were from the government. Tang Jiajun's father, Tang Jianye, also arrived here.

Two gloomy-looking British people were sitting on one side of the conference table.

Apparently Tang Jiajun had told Tang Jianye about inviting Wang Pengyu to come. As soon as he entered the office, he said to Tang Jianye: "Dad, Ayu is here."

Tang Jianye is a dignified and frail old man, but his appearance is a little too old and he looks to be fifty years old.

He knew that Wang Pengyu had excellent medical skills, but he did not immediately introduce the situation of the British. Instead, he nodded to Wang Pengyu: "Ayu, this is Mayor Zhang."

Wang Pengyu looked familiar to Mayor Zhang, but he probably had never seen him before, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Mayor Zhang wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looks very elegant and intellectual. He is much younger than Tang Jianye, probably in his mid-thirties. It is absolutely impossible to become the mayor of a prefecture-level city like Pingshan at such an age.

It's not easy. When you think of his identity as a Beijing native, you can see that his background is extremely profound.

He looked at Wang Pengyu and couldn't help but asked with some confusion: "Secretary Tang, is this the master of Chinese medicine you mentioned?"

Seeing Mayor Zhang doubting his future grandson-in-law, Zhang Santai couldn't help but interjected: "Mayor Zhang, Ayu's medical skills in traditional Chinese medicine are much better than mine. If he is willing to take action, he will definitely treat the British man."

No problem."

Mayor Zhang frowned, turned to look at Wang Pengyu, and said in a deep voice: "What's your name? This matter is not trivial. The British situation is complicated. Even the doctors present can't come up with a plan. Are you sure?

?”

Wang Pengyu smiled and said: "My name is Wang Pengyu. As for whether I am sure, I need to see his situation first."

Mayor Zhang was stunned for a moment: "Are you Wang Pengyu?" His tone sounded like he knew Wang Pengyu.

Wang Pengyu looked at him strangely: "Not bad. Do you know me?"

Mayor Zhang laughed, and then stretched out his hand: "Let me meet you, my name is Zhang Qishan, Zhang Shuyi's third uncle."

No wonder Wang Pengyu found Zhang Qishan's appearance familiar. He turned out to be Zhang Shuyi's third uncle, and the two looked somewhat similar.

As a result, Tang Jiajun and Tang Jianye were a little surprised. They didn't expect that this powerful mayor who came from the capital could actually have a relationship with Wang Pengyu.

After Wang Pengyu shook hands with Zhang Qishan, he pointed to the picture on the projection screen and said to the director of the city hospital: "Is this the British X-ray? I don't know much about Western medicine. Who can explain it to me?"

The man in the white coat in the office couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard this. He didn't know why Tang Jianye would find this young boy who didn't even know how to do a brain CT scan. This is the most complicated brain trauma. Could it be that he thought it was just like a cold or a fever?

Can earth medicine be used to treat it?

However, the fat director of the city hospital didn't think so. He didn't know whether Tang Jianye had confidence in Wang Pengyu, but he knew the temper of the old man Zhang Santai very well. Since he dared to contradict Mayor Zhang and said Wang Pengyu's traditional Chinese medicine skills

If you are smarter than him, you will definitely not be wrong.

Now Zhang Santai is a treasure of the city hospital. His medical skills are becoming more and more powerful, and he can even inhibit the spread of cancer cells. Even high-ranking officials in the capital and patients from overseas come here to ask Zhang Santai to treat their illnesses.

The director of the hospital did not dare to offend Zhang Santai easily.

He nodded and said, "Let me introduce the patient's condition to Brother Zhang."

He pointed at a black area on the projection screen with a small wooden stick and introduced: "This is a perspective view of the patient's brain. This black shadow is the accumulated blood in the patient's head, which has compressed the cranial nerves and prevented him from waking up.

"

Although Wang Pengyu doesn't know much about Western medicine, his level of Chinese medicine has reached a certain level, and many things are similar to Western medicine. He couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "It's not a major operation to release blood stasis in the brain, right? Why can't you treat him?"

The fat dean gave a wry smile: "If there is no problem with Dan De's surface blood accumulation, but the blood clot is inside his brain cells, it is a deep blood accumulation, and it happens to be located in the most abundant part of the brain nerves. There is no way to find a needle to bleed."

Due to the location, if he opens the skull and bleeds rashly, his cranial nerves are likely to be damaged, and even if the blood stasis can be drained, he will become a vegetative state."

He paused: "In addition, our CT image also found a mass in this part of his body. It seems that it has been suppressed with drugs. We just don't know whether it is malignant or benign. If the surgery affects the inhibitory effect of the drugs and causes the tumor to spread, the consequences will be the same."

Extremely serious.”

"If the blood stasis cannot be removed within twenty-four hours, the cranial nerves will be compressed by the blood stasis and die from lack of oxygen. This will also be a serious consequence of being in a vegetative state. It will be too late to find treatment teams from other hospitals to study treatment methods. If Zhang Xiao

If there is nothing we can do about my brother, we can only take the risk and perform a craniotomy on him."

"Brain tumor?" Wang Pengyu had treated Phileker for this incurable disease some time ago. It was much easier to treat the British man again. At least he had experience in treatment, and experience is an extremely important accumulation in traditional Chinese medicine.

He thought for a moment and then said: "Just looking at the pictures is of no use. I'll go see the patient's condition first."

Of course there will be no problem with the fat dean. He also hopes that Wang Pengyu can take over this hot potato. Otherwise, if this British man has a problem in the city hospital, he, the dean, will definitely bear part of the responsibility. Now Secretary Tang has come to find him.

This Wang Pengyu, even if the operation fails, the responsibility will not fall on him.

Wang Pengyu put on a white coat and, accompanied by Zhang Santai and Fatty Dean, carried a backpack and entered the emergency room through the disinfection room.

The two British people could not understand Chinese. When they saw Wang Pengyu entering the emergency room, they realized that the young man was here to treat his friend, and they couldn't help shouting and protesting loudly.

When Wang Pengyu arrived at the emergency room, he couldn't hear what he said, but Zhang Qishan said a few words to them in English to calm them down.

Zhang Santai followed him not because he was worried about Wang Pengyu's reckless behavior. No one knew Wang Pengyu's medical skills better than him, but he just wanted to learn from it.

Wang Pengyu first looked at the British man lying on the operating table, frowned slightly, then checked his pulse, pondered for a moment, and took out the rosewood box containing the golden needles from his backpack. Without waiting for the fat dean to stop him, he flicked his wrist.

Shaking, a hollow golden needle pierced the British man's temple.

Then an arrow of blood spurted out from the end of the golden needle. The fat dean and everyone watching the situation in the operating room through the isolation glass were stunned, especially the two British people, whose mouths were opened so wide that they could fit two large eggs.

When the blood stasis was gone, Wang Pengyu lifted the golden needle and said calmly: "Okay, his blood stasis has been released."

The fat dean opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Okay?"

They gathered the strength of the entire hospital and studied the treatment plan all night long since last night. This young man just took a casual look, took his pulse, and inserted a golden needle to cure this case that left the entire city hospital at a loss?

Wang Pengyu's magic power passed over the golden needles, sterilizing them, and then put them back into the rosewood box. With a slight movement of his left hand, he drew a spring breeze and rain talisman in the void and penetrated into the British body.

In the blink of an eye, the unconscious British man suddenly sat up, feeling a little confused and touched his head, turned to look around, and murmured: "Why am I here?"

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