Three Years As A Scapegoat, Guarding The Stunning Goddess After Being Released From Prison

"Enough!" Cheng Jin said in a deep voice.

The long-haired beauty was also startled by Cheng Jin's voice.

"I already understand the specific situation! I will explain your situation to the chief orthopedic physician."

"As for your hand, go to the orthopedics department for registration and treatment. Besides, your presence is not welcome in our hospital."

"In the future, don't step into the hospital, or don't blame me for driving you out with strong methods!"

Cheng Jin has now expressed his attitude.

Seeing this, the long-haired beauty was speechless.

But she knew that her outspokenness just now had caused a lot of trouble.

It may even affect the position of my boyfriend's orthopedic chief physician.

Anger appeared on Cheng Jin's face. He glanced at the long-haired beauty and said coldly, "What are you still doing here?"

The arrogance of the long-haired beauty just now has all disappeared.

Now she just wants to leave quickly, so as not to touch Cheng Jin's bad luck.

She bowed and apologized to Cheng Jin, then pulled the young doctor out of the ward together.

Cheng Jin looked at Qin Feng with an apologetic face and said, "Brother Qin, I'm sorry to make you bothered in the hospital."

Qin Feng smiled lightly and waved his hands, "It's okay, I didn't take it seriously."

Cheng Jin moved his eyes and glanced at Zhao Wuji, he asked concerned: "How is your leg? Is it serious?"

Zao Wou-ki smiled back, "I've already had the operation, and the condition is very good, I can walk on the ground after a while of recuperation."

"That's good, that's good!" Cheng Jin nodded in relief.

The scene was a bit awkward at this time, and Cheng Jin kept talking about the topic without saying a word.

Qin Feng immediately saw through Cheng Jin's careful thinking.

He smiled blankly, folded his arms around his chest and said, "Dean Cheng, do you have something to tell me?"

Seeing that Qin Feng had seen through his thoughts, Cheng Jin scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled.

"Brother Qin really has a discerning eye. I really want to ask you for help with something."

Cheng Jin hesitated to speak up to this point, he looked at Zhao Wou-ki lying on the hospital bed.

Qin Feng greeted Zhao Wuji.

"Wuji, you rest here first, and Dean Cheng and I will go out and have a chat."

Zao Wou-ki didn't mind the two of them talking separately, he took out a banana from the fruit basket and peeled it open.

eat up.

"Okay, you guys go, I'll eat fruit here alone." Zhao Wuji waved his hands generously and said.

Qin Feng gave Cheng Jin a look, and then the two of them came outside the corridor of the hospital.

Cheng Jin immediately said with a wry smile: "A patient came to the hospital with a special identity and a strange condition. The directors of the entire hospital held several meetings to discuss the condition, but no results were reached."

"You just came today, so I want to ask Brother Qin to help you out."

Cheng Jin bent down and lowered his posture extremely low, not at all putting on the airs of the director of the hospital to intimidate Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled faintly. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he agreed without even thinking about it.

"Okay! I can go with the dean to check on the patient's condition."

Seeing that Qin Feng agreed, Cheng Jin had a happy smile on his face.

"Great! Brother Qin, hurry up and go to the ward with me to see how the patient is doing."

Cheng Jin was so excited that he forgot his sense of propriety, grabbed Qin Feng's wrist, and led him to another ward.

Go to the end of the corridor and enter the ward.

I saw that the inside was empty, and there was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man wearing a hospital gown drinking tea on the hospital bed.

But Qin Feng could tell that the opponent's every move was extraordinary.

From the looks of it, his identity is indeed unusual.

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and saw Cheng Jin leading a young man in. He put down his teacup and said calmly.

"Dean Cheng, who is this young man you brought?"

Cheng Jin quickly explained: "I invited this little brother to treat Tong Ju."

When Tong Shisheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

After about twenty seconds, he smiled faintly.

Tong Shisheng shook his head and said, "Forget it, Dean Cheng, how can such a youngster improve his medical skills?"

"Everyone in your hospital is helpless about my condition. If he can cure me alone, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of all the directors of your hospital's departments?"

Cheng Jin was very embarrassed when he said that Tong Shisheng's words were pearls.

But one thing I have to admit is that Qin Feng had already slapped all the directors of the hospital's departments in the face.

Including Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "Tong Ju, this young man's medical skills are indeed superb, and many doctors in our hospital are not as good as him."

Cheng Jin's promotion of Qin Feng did not change Tong Shisheng's mind.

He sneered, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Dean Cheng, don't be fooled by this young man!"

From the beginning to the end, Qin Feng never said a word.

Now, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said to Cheng Jin, "Dean Cheng, let's go, why bother talking so much nonsense with a dying man."

Qin Feng's speech made Cheng Jin's heart skip a beat.

Be good to me, what nonsense you say, you have offended the person in front of you, he can't afford to entertain you.

Cheng Jin looked at Tong Shisheng nervously, for fear that the latter would get angry.

The situation was just as Cheng Jin thought, Tong Shisheng's face was gloomy and he didn't look very well.

"Young man, who do you say is dying?"

Qin Feng was not at all afraid of Tong Shisheng.

He said leisurely: "A person like you who is terminally ill and refuses to listen to other people's opinions, isn't he a dying person?"

Qin Feng's call completely aroused Tong Shisheng's desire to win.

He said in a deep voice: "Young man, if you say that, then I want to ask you, how sure are you that you can cure my illness!"

Qin Feng looked at Tong Shisheng, and without a word, he stepped forward to give Tong Shisheng his pulse.

Tong Shisheng didn't stop Qin Feng, but looked at Qin Feng quietly, wondering what amazing words this young man could say.

Soon, Qin Feng took Tong Shisheng's pulse, and he clapped his hands.

"How is it? Can you tell what's wrong with me?" Tong Shisheng said playfully.

Qin Feng raised his brows, and he said coyly: "Liver cirrhosis is in the middle stage, and it has a tendency to develop into an advanced stage. If you don't treat it as soon as possible, once it reaches the advanced stage, even the god Da Luo will not be able to save you."

Seeing Qin Feng accurately explaining his illness, Tong Shisheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Cheng Jin also opened his jaw. He didn't explain Tong Shisheng's situation to Qin Feng just now.

This is entirely his own pulse and diagnosis.

Tong Shisheng stared at Qin Feng intently and asked, "Then I want to ask, is there any way you can cure me?"