Chapter 57

Qin Jun coldly looked at director Qian and said.

"If you don't let me cure you, then you will?"

Director Qian hums coldly, "the patient is old, and the risk of surgery is great. There is an 80% chance that he will die on the operating table. I can't afford this responsibility."

Qin Jun sneered, "and do not let me treat, you do not give treatment, meaning to let the patient wait to die?"

Director Qian said, "I didn't say that. It's just that the patient's condition is special, his age is too old, the operation risk is too big, and his identity is special, so it's very troublesome to divide the responsibilities. So I should implement my treatment plan, conservative treatment, mainly chemotherapy and drugs."

Qin Jun shook his head and looked contemptuous.

"As a doctor, what you think in your mind is the division of responsibilities. You are also worthy of being a doctor because of your virtue?"

Director Qian was very angry, "you son of a bitch, how dare you talk to me like this? Which unit are you from! Believe it or not, I can make you lose your job! Do you believe that one phone call from me can ruin your future? "

Director Qian yelled in the operating room like a mad dog.

Qin Jun suddenly took out a silver needle, pointed a little, and the silver needle went directly into director Qian's eyebrow.

"Believe it or not, I can kill you with a needle?"

Eyebrow, that is one of the gates of life.

Qin Jun's needle, with a little more force, can make him die.

Although only a little bit, Qin Jun's strength is amazing. The sharp pain from his eyebrows makes director Qian tremble.

The first time I felt the fear of death, as if it was not a silver needle, but a sharp knife that pierced his eyebrows!

"I I believe it

Director Qian's legs began to tremble, so he knelt down to Qin Jun.

"Get out when you get the letter."

This kind of selfish doctor, even if he has medical skills and ethics, is not a competent doctor. Qin Jun didn't give him any face.

Director Qian walked out of the operating room with a blue face and a cold sweat on his forehead.

Lin Yueyao is waiting at the door. Seeing director Qian coming out, she rushes forward.

"Director Qian? How did you get out? "

Director Qian's eyebrows are still bleeding. He is so lost that he answers subconsciously.

"Ah I was kicked out

Lin Yueyao stares big eyes, director Qian is driven out?

Isn't that a great doctor?

Director Qian is the most famous oncologist in the whole province. The miracle doctor didn't give him any face and drove him out directly?

"Director Qian, why are your eyebrows bleeding?"

Director Qian recovered, wiped the blood on his forehead and frowned.

"Don't ask me, get me the alcohol cotton as soon as possible!"

"Yes

Lin Yueyao was startled and rushed to work. Her nose wrinkled. She walked by director Qian and seemed to smell a smell of urine.

Director Qian Scared to pee by the miracle doctor?

Lin Yueyao's admiration for the miracle doctor deepened.

……

Qin Jun at this time in the operating room, picked up the scalpel.

Liu Bufan and others are a little scared.

"Master Qin, do you want to operate?"

It's not that they doubt Qin Jun. after all, western medicine is good at this kind of operation. Qin Jun is only a traditional Chinese medicine. They think that Qin Jun may still use acupuncture or cupping. Unexpectedly, Qin Jun wants to have an operation?

"Surgical operation has existed since ancient times. The knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is deeper and more particular."

"It's just that, as director Qian said, the patient is old, so the risk of surgery will be great, right?"

Qin jundao said, "western medicine surgery, big knife edge, naturally high risk, traditional Chinese medicine surgery, wound will be very small."