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  "Brother Ling,..."

  Zi Xi saw Ling Hao step forward to stop him, about to speak but hesitating. Although Ling Hao was revered as a master in the martial arts, medicine and martial arts were not the same thing.

  If that old man dies, Ling Hao will inevitably get into a lot of trouble.

  The doctor is treating the patient, isn't this just right? Why does Ling Hao have to intervene again?

  Is it possible that Brother Ling can really cure the old man, or does Brother Ling also have some achievements in medicine?

  With some worry in her heart, Zi Xi let out a soft sigh and stood beside Ling Hao.

  "This little brother, does he know what he's talking about?"

  Wearing a white coat and a pair of black-framed glasses, the middle-aged man's eyes seemed somewhat unkind.

  He was originally dissatisfied with someone who dressed like a beggar, and now that someone has come out to question him, even a clay figure would get angry.

  Turning his head, he saw a young man with clear eyebrows and eyes, no more than twenty years old. His expression had already turned gloomy, and he said bluntly: "This patient is extremely severe, if the best treatment time is delayed, it's intentional murder."

  If it were a senior in the medical field, Duan Yi would still be polite, but a young man dared to question him, which made him inevitably feel some anger bursting out.

  "It's just a small child, what can they know? The doctor should treat them as they see fit."

  "It's not possible, if we delay again, the patient will definitely not be able to make it."

  "Nowadays young people are so ignorant of the world, let's just watch the show and keep quiet."

  Onlookers who saw Ling Hao stop them all raised their eyebrows and discussed it, with expressions that were not lacking in schadenfreude.

  A young man, why bother with this muddy water, saying a word that doesn't know the weight is already giving face.

  The whispers around him did not stop, the middle-aged doctor's gaze was not kind, Ling Hao let out a light sigh and asked: "Do you know what disease this old man has?"

  To cure a disease, one must first know its cause, this is inevitable, Ling Hao's question is correct.

  But in the eyes of middle-aged people, that is disdainful. He is a professor at Medical University and also vice president of Longjiang City People's Hospital.

  At a glance, it can be seen that the patient has acute gastrointestinal disease and must return to the hospital for examination.

  If it's a stomach disease, then treat the stomach. For other gastrointestinal diseases, treat them accordingly. Prescribe medicine according to symptoms, that is the root of it all.

  Nowadays, which hospital is not treating like this?

  Especially in emergency situations, first fix the patient in the hospital for various checks, and then treat according to the condition.

  For special patients, special treatment is given, such as cardiovascular disease and hemorrhagic diseases, which may require the use of ventilators and other vehicle-mounted treatment methods.

  The patient in front of me, although looking painful, has no signs of bleeding, shock or fainting, and is apparently caused by sudden pain.

  Gastrointestinal diseases account for a large proportion.

  No investigation, no conclusion can be drawn.

  The young man in front of them actually just took a glance and stopped them from putting the patient into the ambulance, to put it bluntly, he didn't understand medicine.

  The so-called "moving must die" remarks are even more absurd.

  It's not a major car accident, what can be done by moving it?

  A beggar, yet not an ordinary body.

  "This little brother, what does this mean?" Before Duan Yi could speak, the young man holding the old man said sorrowfully: "I don't think I've ever had a holiday, why should we stop the doctor from saving people."

  "Ow, it hurts, it hurts!"

  At this moment, the old man's face turned even paler, his chest heaved constantly, and his breathing became more difficult.

  "Delayed treatment is the culprit." Duanyi ignored Linghao's question and quickly instructed the two paramedics, "Quickly, put him in the ambulance and give him oxygen."

  As he spoke, Duan Yi stopped paying attention to Ling Hua and instead directed the people around him to clear a path.

  "Alas, when it's going to rain, the daughter is getting married, and she must die."

  Ling Hao shook his head and was about to leave, since they didn't need him to save them, then why should he bother meddling in their affairs.

  There are few people in this world who take the initiative to speak out and save others, but unexpectedly, they still get rejected, which is quite ridiculous.

  At first, what vice mayor's illness he was indifferent, even later someone asked him also did not waver.

  "...utter nonsense."

  He was so angry that if he hadn't considered his status, he would have slapped him in the face.

  As soon as the words fell, a paramedic anxiously said: "Dean Duan, Dean Duan, the patient... seems to have stopped breathing."

  The patient's death has nothing to do with them, but it may cause some loss in terms of reputation and public opinion.

  And besides, the patient was fine just now, although he looked painful and had a bit of trouble breathing, but shouldn't have died so suddenly.

  Even with acute heart disease, it won't kill you that quickly.

  "What? This is impossible, it's just a gastrointestinal disease, how can breathing stop?"

  Duan Yi glared at Ling Hua fiercely and quickly walked towards the patient: "What, what's going on?"

  Approaching the patient's side, Duan Yi opened the old man's eyes and felt his pulse. His face suddenly turned iron-gray.

  The patient's breathing is extremely weak and can be said to have already stepped into the gate of death with one foot, and there is no pulse in his wrist.

  The pulse going upwards is a sign of impending death.

  "Mother, mother, wake up quickly." The young beggar saw Duanyi's face and immediately understood that his mother was almost gone. He burst into tears and begged: "Doctor, doctor, please save my mother! She hasn't seen me get married yet, she hasn't held her grandson yet!"

  The young man cried out in anguish, his filthy hands grasping at Duan Yi's white coat, leaving a string of black handprints that made Duan Yi's face look even more unsightly.

  Just now, he was still confident, but unexpectedly this old man had only walked a few meters before such a situation occurred, what a coincidence.

  Even now, he still doesn't take what Ling Hao said seriously.

  Or rather, they didn't take Ling Hao seriously.

  However, the onlookers' gaze has changed.

  Because Ling Hao said that moving is certain death, people who were originally fine had their breathing stopped and their pulse soared after being moved a few steps away.

  This is it.

  Really?

  Could it be that this elegant young man is a superior being? A great master who has just come down from the mountain?

  "Doctor, doctor, save my mother."

  The young man hung his head and continued to plead bitterly.

  He came from a rural area to Longjiang City for medical treatment and had spent all his savings, so the two of them looked like beggars.

  I didn't expect that Mother's illness would not only fail to be cured but also end in death in Longjiang City.

  Thinking of this, the young man cried even more heart-wrenchingly.

  Duan Yi's face was ashen, and with a cold tone, he pushed away the young man's hand: "Mother is already dead, even if an immortal came, they couldn't bring her back. I think it's better to prepare for her funeral."

  Prepare for the worst!

  One sentence, light as a feather in the mouth of Duan Yi, but to the young ears it was like a huge bell, making him stunned and unbelievable.

  At this time, he suddenly thought of something and started searching.

  (End of chapter)

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