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nine in the morning.

In Linhai Hospital, there are more than a dozen doctors in white coats standing outside the Chemotherapy Room.

The expressions on these people's faces are different, they are surprised, shocked, disdainful, suspicious, excited...

"The patient is here."

In an instant, all the eyes of more than a dozen people looked over, four medical staff pushed the patient to the chemotherapy room, and three patients' family members followed silently.

Looking at the patients on the cart, these senior doctors couldn't help but emerge a detailed information in their minds.

Deng Shangwei, male, 51 years old, late stage of liver cancer, cancer cell spread, seven complications.

Let alone these senior doctors, even a practicing doctor knows that this situation is almost equivalent to announcing the death of Deng Shangwei.

In a short period of time, his life may come to an end at any time, and with the aggravation of his illness, he has to endure tremendous physical pain.

Looking at Deng Shangwei, who was almost skinny, a trace of unbearable flashed in the eyes of all the doctors. As doctors, they could only watch the patient die.

This is a very cruel thing for them!

Deng Shangwei's state is obviously not optimistic, he is in a semi-comatose state, and he can't even communicate normally.

The family members of the three patients followed the medical staff into the chemotherapy room.

This is Su Mo's request. He hopes that the patient's family can witness the treatment today.

After the hospital staff pushed Deng Shangwei into the chemotherapy room, the doctors standing outside started talking in a low voice.

"You said, is Su Mo really sure?"

"I am not very optimistic about it. Although I also hope that Su Mo can save a life, Deng Shangwei's condition has deteriorated to an uncontrollable situation. No matter what kind of treatment has been used, it has no effect. If you are not welcome, even if it is big Luo Jinxian is here, and he can't make it back!"

"Yeah, this is not another disease. This is cancer. If it is in the early and mid-term, effective treatment can be taken. However, Deng Shangwei's condition has entered the late mid-to-late period and there is no hope at all."

"I don't think so. Su Mo is the spokesperson of the miracle. He knows Deng Shangwei's condition and dares to suggest treatment. He must have a certain degree of certainty. What happened to the advanced stage of cancer? Su Mo has not created a miracle!"

"That is, I also believe that Su Mo, no matter how unbelievable things come to him, there are infinite possibilities. Those of us who are ordinary people are better not to make a conclusion easily, so as not to get slapped in the face."

Hearing these discussions, Qi Zhiyuan in the crowd snorted coldly and couldn't help but say: "You are too dear to Su Mo, how old is he?"

"Moreover, Deng Shangwei has advanced liver cancer!"

"Medical personnel all over the world have spent decades trying to conquer the forbidden area of ​​cancer, and have not made the slightest progress. Just a Su Mo, even if he is genius, what kind of waves can he make?"

Speaking of this, Qi Zhiyuan scanned all the doctors present, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Could it be that you think that Su Mo alone can top the world?"

Because of what happened in Song Qinghe's office that day, Qi Zhiyuan is very upset with Su Mo. Hearing that at this time, some people thought that Su Mo could succeed, and immediately couldn't help but jump out.

success?

Nonsense!

That's cancer, and it's impossible for a stinky hairy boy to succeed.

The doctors who supported Su Mo just now didn't know how to answer the call, and the atmosphere outside the chemotherapy room became a bit awkward.

"If you don't pass it, you have to pass it before you know."

At this moment, a light and fluttering voice resounded in the ears of a dozen doctors.

Not far away, Su Mo and Song Qinghe walked over, and everyone greeted them.

"Good teacher Su, good dean."

"Good teacher Su, good dean."

...

Su Mo and Song Qinghe nodded their heads in response. Song Qinghe was about a foot behind Su Mo. It was obvious that Su Mo was the main one. After seeing this little detail, everyone had a more respectful attitude on their faces.

Even their dean is headed by Su Mo, and these young people should pay more attention to their attitude towards Su Mo.

If one doesn't get it right, maybe one's own job will be lost.

Of course, there is only one exception, and naturally it is Qi Zhiyuan.

When he heard Su Mo's words, he sneered slightly, and ran aloud: "Teacher Su really deserves to be the first genius of the Xia country. Such a tone really makes me sigh!"

As soon as these words came out, all the doctors present, including Song Qinghe beside Su Mo couldn't help but change their expressions.

This is a naked provocation!

"You don't have to sigh."

Regarding Qi Zhiyuan's words of running, Su Mo's mood did not fluctuate at all. He walked slowly in front of Qi Zhiyuan and said lightly: "Because you are inferior to me!"

After speaking, Su Mo turned around and walked into the chemotherapy room, leaving Qi Zhiyuan alone.

"You are not as good as me, you are not as good as me..."

These words kept echoing in Qi Zhiyuan's ears, and his face gradually became extremely gloomy.

What is arrogance?

No, this is it!

Too arrogant, in front of so many people, ignoring him like this...

For a moment, Qi Zhiyuan's eyes were like poisonous snakes, cold and poisonous.

However, seeing him upset, others are upset.

The dozen or so doctors present did not have a very good relationship with Qi Zhiyuan.

Qi Zhiyuan's personality is very arrogant, so he has few friends in the hospital, but because this guy does have two brushes, they don't want to provoke Qi Zhiyuan for no reason.

Because of this, this made Qi Zhiyuan increasingly arrogant in the hospital.

Except for Song Qinghe, even the deputy dean didn’t pay attention to it. Some time ago, Qi Zhiyuan had a fight with the deputy dean, and the deputy dean was so angry that he rested at home for more than ten days. .

Because of this, many people feel very unhappy with Qi Zhiyuan.

Seeing Su Mo slap Qi Zhiyuan so cleanly, everyone couldn't help but applaud in secret.

Two other male doctors started talking about gloating.

"Hey, I really don't understand some people."

"How to say?"

"Why do you want to be humiliated if you are good?"

"Maybe there is a hobby in this respect!"

"puff--"

"puff--"

Several female doctors covered their mouths and laughed.

This made Qi Zhiyuan's face even more ugly. He stared at the two male doctors who had just spoken with bad eyes, and said angrily: "Are you sick?"

"Humph!"

Song Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a deep voice, "Is it too embarrassing enough? Now quickly disappear for me, and if you say anything to Teacher Su in the future, you just quit!"

"Dean, you... I'm an elite in the hospital, and now the experiment has been..."

"Are you deaf?"

Song Qinghe's eyes were cold, "Now disappear for me!"

"Yes."

Even if he was angry, facing Song Qinghe in this state, Qi Zhiyuan didn't even dare to put a fart and left dingy.

Outside the chemotherapy room, there was a low laugh.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the chemotherapy room is very tense.

"All acupuncture points have been determined!"

"All electrical lines are fixed!"

"The pulse current has been shunted, Teacher Su, can we start now?"

Hearing these reports, Su Mo's expression became more and more serious. He turned his head and glanced at the patient's family ten meters away, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"let's start!"

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