"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Clock will fall to the ground, has been repeating this sentence, eyes dull, trance.

"What's impossible? It's natural for old people to get sick and die. We have to recognize the reality, young man!" At this time, a stern voice sounded.

Two people ask prestige to go, see the appearance of a male doctor face of about 50 years old without expression.

This man is Zhang Haitao, the vice president of our hospital.

Zhang Haitao has some talent in medicine. When he was 50 years old, his position today was closely related to his efforts and success.

When he came, he had a meaningful look at the clock.

"Miss Zhang, why are you here?" Li Zhiyan asked, smiling.

"Why can't I come?" Zhang Haitao looks a little arrogant, and his tone is very arrogant, just like that kind of bullying aristocratic son.

"I also think highly of your mother's illness. I really can't help it if she is so ill." Zhang Haitao no longer looks at Li Zhiyan. Instead, he looks at Zhong Hui with no pity on his face, and his tone is light.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

In fact, doctors are not responsible for the life and death of patients, except for special circumstances. However, doctors with good quality will apologize after treatment failure.

They believed that they indirectly harmed the patients, and they did not make efforts to recover them.

But in front of him, there was no such thought at all.

“……” Bell will not speak, directly squatting on the ground, hands cover the head, silent.

Li Zhiyan went up to comfort him again, patted Zhong Hui on the shoulder, and looked at Zhang Haitao unhappily.

Although the other party is a senior, is superior, but what he did, really let people a little down.

"How long is it?" Zhong Hui asked without a trace of anger.

"Three days at most, I'm afraid." Li Zhiyan scrambled to answer, trying to make the tone more sad, not to stimulate him.

Zhang Haitao snorted coldly, and did not praise this kind of behavior. Do you think you are a living Bodhisattva?

"Wait, Qin Lang, yes, and him!" Zhong will suddenly think that there is such a great Savior, maybe he can only surprise, let everyone look at him with new eyes.

"Qin Lang?"

For this name, Li Zhiyan and Zhang Haitao are very strange.

"Who is he? Is there a doctor in our hospital? " Both were stunned.

Of course, at the moment, the clock will no longer be in the mood to pay attention to these. Instead, he turns his head in a hurry and just sees Qin Lang coming back from the toilet, still trying to dry his hand.

"Qin Lang!" The bell will rush past anxiously.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Lang was stunned, and then glanced at the pile of white coats. He had some guesses in his mind.

Zhong Hui quickly told Qin Lang about it.

Qin Lang nodded and said, "they are right. Your mother is really worried."

At the beginning, Qin Lang saw this, but didn't say it, because he didn't want Zhong Hui to add unnecessary sorrow.

Anyway, Qin Lang will cure his mother.

"But don't worry, she won't have an accident with me." Qin Lang then promised loudly.

I don't know why, Zhong Hui always feels that Qin Lang's words have an inexplicable magic power, which makes him trust.

"Ha ha ha!"

But at this time, two people came across a burst of sarcastic smile.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that it was Zhang Haitao, the vice president just now.

Qin Lang looks at the guy who laughs so arrogantly, but he is speechless. Is that funny? Oh, I must think I'm bragging, or this guy who laughs so loud is very confident.

That's interesting!

Qin Lang laughed and asked rudely, "who are you? What are you laughing at

Qin Lang is really rude. Even if he is on someone else's territory, how dare he use force?

The group of people on the opposite side was stunned. It was clearly vice president Zhang's territory, but the boy in front of him dared to question vice president Zhang first? Is this the wrong medicine?

"Well, who are you?"

"Not even vice president Zhang? It's a short story. "

"Go home and play with the mud. This is not the place for you yellow haired boy to play tricks."

“……”

Without waiting for Zhang Haitao to speak by himself, the nurses around him taunted him and flattered vice president Zhang.

"Needless to say, it doesn't matter if you know me or not."

Zhang Haitao was in a good mood. So many people flattered him, so he pretended to be very generous and asked Qin Lang with a smile: "I'd like to hear the doctor's opinion."

Zhang Haitao has now decided to see a good show of someone making a fool of himself.

"OK, I'll talk about it."

With a smile, Qin Lang said to Zhang Haitao, "I study traditional Chinese medicine. I pay attention to seeing, hearing and asking. What you said before is right. Zhong Hui's mother is really critically ill. I can see it at a glance. ""Poof Zhang Haitao couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Lang asked with a smile.

"You said you saw it? Or a glance? " Zhang Haitao asked with a smile. His tone was full of sarcasm. "You, a young man in his early twenties, actually said that you were so sure after only one look. Who do you think you are, saibanxian?"

It's a bitter remark, and it's not pleasant to hear.

Li Zhiyan frowned, but he had to nod. Zhang Haitao was telling the truth.

Zhong Hui's mother's condition has been incurable, which is the conclusion they reached together.

"Why don't you believe it? Then I'll show you! " Qin Lang said casually that this guy just didn't believe it.

"Oh? How crazy are young people today? " At this moment, suddenly there was an old cold laughter in the corridor, followed by a gentle sound of footsteps and the sound of walking sticks.

Looking around, the visitor was a 70 year old man, hunched, leaning on crutches, followed by two or three nurses.

The old man has a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and we all know that he should be a traditional Chinese medicine.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, why are you here?"

Zhang Haitao is the one who fawns on him this time. At first glance, we can see that the old man is so powerful that even the vice president has to lick his face to compliment him.

"Young man, it's easy to get angry if you talk too much." Liu old light smile, did not take care of Zhang Haitao's flattery, but look at Qin Lang, tone has a free and easy atmosphere in it.

He's demonstrating.

"I have a light taste, so I don't have a big breath." Qin Lang hehe said that he didn't seem to be afraid of anyone when it comes to his mouth.

"Then tell me how you can see all that just now?" Old Liu is not salty, giving people the feeling that he does not care, just watching jokes, chatting.

But Qin Lang knew that this guy just wanted to lose his face.