The Most Powerful Young Man

Chen Daolin's brain was almost blank, because everything Xiao Yao said was the symptoms he has now. At first he was a little worried, but after a careful examination at the hospital, nothing was found, just that he was a little tired recently. , Didn't take it seriously.

But apart from the doctor and his wife knowing about this matter, he has never mentioned it to anyone. Now that it is said from Xiao Yao's mouth, he can only feel it is very magical.

"Secretary Chen, what he said is true?" Wu Buke was also unbelievable. In fact, he had already got the answer from the wonderful expression on Secretary Chen's face, but he couldn't believe it, so he subconsciously asked this sentence. .

Secretary Chen smiled bitterly and nodded, looking at Xiao Yao's eyes full of admiration, and said sincerely: "Mr. Xiao is indeed a generation of genius doctors, young and promising!"

"Don't dare to be it, in fact, Yao Ling can see this too." Xiao Yao was rare and humble, mainly because he really didn't think it was a big deal.

Yao Ling said with a smile: "Master, you are killing me. Even if I can see it, it will take a lot of trouble. I can never do it as simple as you."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and asked, "Secretary Chen should be irritable, right?"

"En." Xiao Yao nodded, "There are also some minor problems in the lungs. I will prescribe a prescription for you later, and you will be fine if you help him get some medicine."

"Understood." Yao Ling nodded, and made up his mind to write down the prescription Xiao Yao prescribed.

In fact, Secretary Chen’s body does not have any major problems, but usually minor problems are the most troublesome. If it is a major problem, it will be easier to detect and then prescribe the medicine, but it is difficult to detect the minor problems. Maybe it's going to be bold again.

Dark diseases are more troublesome than obvious diseases.

"Teached, I hope Mr. Xiao will not take the unpleasant things into my heart." Secretary Chen said with sweat.

Although Xiao Yao's short words are very simple, they have been recognized and trusted by Secretary Chen. Only he himself understands how correct Xiao Yao said. Although that kind of feeling does not make people feel painful, it is really uncomfortable. It is of course a good thing that it can be cured.

Xiao Yao waved his hand and asked, "Can I go in with you to see the old man now?"

"Of course you can, of course you can." Secretary Chen nodded quickly. What he is now worried about is that Xiao Yao will be angry and choose not to do it because of the previous things, or deliberately put on airs to embarrass himself, but now Xiao Yao does not have such thoughts, which also makes Chen Daolin He took a long sigh of relief.

Both Wu Boke and Li Xiaoran gritted their teeth, but at this time they couldn't talk anymore. Chen Daolin already believed in Xiao Yao, and they continued to make trouble, but did not give Chen Daolin face, so what he said would not be effective, on the contrary, it would make Chen Daolin hate them, and the gain would not be worth the loss.

Watching Xiao Yao follow Chen Daolin into the ward, they could only pray in their hearts that Xiao Yao could do nothing.

After entering the ward, the attending doctor also followed in.

"Mr. Xiao, I was responsible for the examination by Secretary Chen last time. I know his situation very well, but I am a little curious. How did you get it out since the precise equipment hasn't been checked out?" The male doctor asked Asked curiously behind Xiao Yao.

Although he knew that it was inappropriate for him to delay Xiao Yao's time at this time, if he did not ask it out, he felt that he would not be able to sleep tonight, which had subverted his understanding of medicine!

Xiao Yao glanced at him and said with a smile: "Isn't it artificial in precision machines?"

The doctor nodded solemnly and said, "Although it is said, in fact, things created by humans are not necessarily inferior to humans. To use a simple analogy, computers can calculate countless multiplications and divisions or various formulas, but humans may not be able to. ."

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Don't rely too much on instruments. Medical skills have existed for thousands of years before those instruments were produced. Wasn't there any major problems in treating diseases at that time?"

"But because of the appearance of the instrument, it has also accelerated the efficiency." The doctor retorted.

"Speeding up efficiency is speeding up efficiency. This doesn't mean that you can't live if you lose the instrument." Xiao Yao took a deep breath and put a smile away, and said seriously, "If you think that the appearance of those instruments has improved Medical technology, then you are wrong. Medical technology has nothing to do with instruments. It's just that humans think more."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yao couldn’t help but laughed at himself: “It’s a pity that the solutions we humans think of now have been built on the basis of those instruments. In other words, if we don’t have those instruments, we Is there no way to cure those complicated diseases? Not necessarily?"

The doctor sighed and said no more.

Xiao Yao walked to the hospital bed, glanced at Old Man Chen's face, and frowned slightly.

"The condition of the old man may not be optimistic." Xiao Yao said.

Chen Daolin was taken aback, and a little surprised: "Mr. Xiao, you haven't got this pulse yet, just..."

"These can be seen from the face." Xiao Yao glanced at him and said flatly.

Chen Daolin sighed. Xiao Yao had already shown absolute strength before. Now that Xiao Yao said so, there must be a reason. After all, this is definitely not good news.

Xiao Yao moved a chair, sat in front of the hospital bed, stretched out his hand, and put it on Old Man Chen's wrist.

After another while, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Doctor Xiao, can my father's illness be controlled first?" Chen Daolin said dryly.

Xiao Yao glanced at him and was a little unhappy: "Didn't I have already said it before? I will help the old man cure it, and it will cure him!"

Chen Daolin almost didn't choke to death.

"Didn't you still say that the situation of the old man is not optimistic?" Chen Daolin was very aggrieved. It was obviously you who said this. Now that I asked, you think I am suspicious of you. How can you bully people like this?

Xiao Yao said: "His situation is indeed not optimistic, but the treatment method is a little more complicated. After all, it is beyond my previous expectations, but what does this have to do with whether I can cure him?"

Chen Daolin was a little bit angry at first, but after careful consideration, he found that what Xiao Yao said seemed very reasonable!

"Mr. Xiao, looking at you, you seem very confident!" the middle-aged doctor asked with a smile.

"Well, it's almost the same, 90% sure." Xiao Yao said.

The middle-aged doctor's eyes fluctuated and seemed a little displeased: "Mr. Xiao, those of us doctors, no matter what we say, on the premise of giving confidence to the patient's family, we have to leave some leeway for ourselves."

Xiao Yao turned his face and glanced at him, his tone was flat: "I have left room for myself."

He seemed to be very sincere when he was speaking, but the doctor felt that this guy was pretending to be very compelling... You have said that you are 90% sure of it. Is this also called leaving room for yourself? If you don't leave room for yourself, don't you just say that you are 100% sure? Isn't it possible to be a low-key person?

He could see that Xiao Yao was already 100% sure, otherwise, he would not say such a thing.

"Doctor Xiao, are you really sure?" The corners of Chen Daolin's mouth twitched constantly. For his father's illness, he had asked Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine for many times, but those people were also helpless. Although some of them could do it, they were unable to do anything. To undergo a major operation, the old man is very old, and the operation is too risky, and the rehabilitation effect will not be very good. The gain is not worth the loss, so Chen Daolin can only give up this idea.

"Little genius doctor, if it were you, would you have an operation?" Chen Daolin asked tentatively.

If Xiao Yao also said that he would have an operation, Chen Daolin could only think he was a little unreliable.

Xiao Yao glared at him fiercely, and said, "How old is the old man and is still undergoing an operation? You are just a nonsense! Do you want to die?"

Chen Daolin was scolded by Xiao Yao, but he had no temper at all. On the contrary, he was a little happy in his heart. After all, Xiao Yao's words meant that Xiao Yao would never carry the old man onto the operating table. Of it.

"That's good, that's good." Chen Daolin nodded vigorously, stretched out his hand to tightly hold Xiao Yao's hand, and said excitedly, "Doctor Xiao, then my father's illness depends on you!"

Xiao Yao pulled out his hand vigorously, for fear of whether the other party would have any hobbies different from ordinary people.

"Mr. Xiao, can I ask one more question, what kind of method do you plan to use to heal the old man?" the middle-aged doctor couldn't help asking. After the question, he added another self-introduction, "My name is Mu Liang."

Xiao Yao smiled and said: "My technique is actually not complicated, it is Chinese medicine and acupuncture."

"Acupuncture, Chinese medicine?" Mu Liang froze for a moment, and said, "Before this, many Chinese medicine doctors have diagnosed the old man's condition, and many of them are masters of Chinese medicine."

The meaning of Mu Liang's words is also very obvious. He is telling Xiao Yao that even so many famous Chinese medicine masters can't do anything about it. You, a maotou boy, are planning to use acupuncture and Chinese medicine to heal patients? This is simply playing the piano!

"I haven't taken any action yet, how do you know if it will work?" Xiao Yao glanced at him, stood up, and planned to walk out of the ward, but he walked to the door, stopped again, turned his face to look at Chen Daolin, and asked, " When Mr. Chen was at home, did he take medicine and everything by himself?"

"Yeah! But we still have a babysitter." Chen Daolin said, "That is because the old man is not in good health, and we have to work every day, so I asked someone to take care of it."

Xiao Yao smiled mysteriously and said, "If I were you, I would find someone to watch the nanny now."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

After listening to Xiao Yao’s words, Chen Daolin was puzzled, and then his eyes regained his clarity. He quickly took out his mobile phone and made a call at home. It was Chen Daolin’s son who answered the phone. Chen Daolin yelled at the mobile phone: "Everything. Don't ask, hurry up and watch that babysitter!"