Mordor, a small conference room of an affiliated hospital.

"Cheng Hongwei, look what you got here? In just a few days, so many people died. Our hospital not only lost money, but also lost much reputation! Are you doctor Li's Apprentice? "

The vice president wore a pair of gold wire glasses and an angry face.

"Dean, what did I lie to you for? I went to Chengou village and you all watched! Study there for a month. If I don't make any progress, no one will believe me! That's a miracle doctor! "

Cheng Hongwei strongly denied.

"What happened to those patients who died in your hands? Just one or two, several in a row! "

The more the vice president said, the more severe he became.

"Dean, as you know, the patients sent to me are basically hopeless, and death is inevitable..."

"Shit! Do you think you are Doctor Li? Although the patients you saw were terminally ill, they still had no problem living for three or five months. They died immediately in your hands. What do you say? "

"Er..." Cheng Hongwei lowered his head and couldn't speak.

The fact is that when these patients are handed over to other doctors, they can live for at least a few months. When they reach their own hands, they basically spend half a month, or even a few days.

"Cheng Hongwei, it's very difficult for us to study medicine. After five years of undergraduate study and graduate school, half of our life has passed, and what we learn is only the foundation! When it's not easy to stand firm, people have half of their bodies buried in the loess, so they have to keep learning. It's hard to learn medicine! That's why I gave you a few chances. If you don't cherish it now, there's no way. I hope you resign yourself! "

The vice president first talked about the difficulties of learning medicine, and then asked Cheng Hongwei to resign himself.

This set of words is enough to show how disappointed the vice president is with Cheng Hongwei. If other doctors are allowed to leave, the vice president will first admit the doctor's achievements and make the people who leave feel better.

"Dean, give me a chance!"

Cheng Hongwei is not a fool. Hearing what the dean said, he immediately knelt in front of the dean.

"Both modern medicine and traditional Chinese medicine require very high clinical experience. You have practiced medicine in the hospital for only two years and studied traditional Chinese medicine for only one month. It can be said that you have no clinical experience. It is the negligence of our hospital to let you see so many people! You go! I'll give you a month to reflect! "

The vice president sighed.

"Thank you, Dean!"

Seeing the Dean say so, Cheng Hongwei's face showed joy.

The Dean still gave him a chance to make up for it.

"Don't thank me, thank me for the difficulty of the medical road! You are such a talented student who can graduate with a master's degree. It can be seen that you have worked hard! Career is not something you can do with hard work! Go back and reflect! "

The vice president stood up and left.

Cheng Hongwei's kneeling reminded him of his way to school.

At that time, the family had no money, and the whole village pooled money to send him to college. In order to live up to the hope of the whole village, I stayed up late reading. My eyes are burnt out and I'm nearsighted.

After entering the hospital, he almost died of fatigue on the operating table several times.

Fortunately, the patients in that era were grateful. Without medical trouble, his heart was comforted.

It was many years ago that I knelt down and asked for help, but it was just like yesterday.

Cheng Hongwei's heart softened when he knelt.

The vice president was so soft hearted that he suffered a big loss a few days later.

Cheng Hongwei returned to the office and pushed off all the numbers. Lock the door, sit in a chair, tilt your head and stare at the ceiling, and your eyes gradually become dementia.

The cold words of the vice president still lingered in his ears.

I'm afraid I can't stay in this hospital.

"Why? For the same disease, I use the same medicine. Why can others cure good people, but why can I cure dead people! "

Cheng Hongwei asked herself.

In the Li family for a month, Li Yingfu saw about a dozen patients every day. He remembered clearly in private what kind of medicine each patient used.

As like as two peas, what he saw at the Lee family was these days. He took the same procedure as Li Yingfu prescribed. Why did he cure the patient, but I killed him?

He doesn't understand!

"It must have been the old man who kept his hand! This old bastard! "

Cheng Hongwei suddenly thought of some legends about traditional Chinese medicine. As long as it was master, he would certainly stay.

However, this is the conjecture of some bastard writers in the Republic of China.

The test of medicine is clinical experience. In addition, it is also a process of continuous learning.

If an apprentice wants to surpass the master, he should not only surpass the master in clinical experience, learning ability and Jianghu experience.

Master gives all his skills to his disciples. How likely can the disciples surpass master?

After scolding Li Yingfu, Cheng Hongwei got up from his chair, picked up the phone on the table and dialed a series of numbers.

"Lao Huang, what about you? I can't get around here! The hospital is going to fire me! "

After the phone was connected, Cheng Hongwei spoke directly.

The phone call was to a friend in Kyoto, who was a doctor he knew in chenggou village. Like him, he also went to Li Yingfu to learn something.

Unfortunately, I still haven't learned anything.

"My side is very good! The idea you gave me is very good. Now all the people who come to see me are rich people. They contact their little daughter-in-law every day. After those rich people get sick, their little daughter-in-law stays alone in the empty room. It's lonely. I've hooked up with several! Let me tell you, that little daughter-in-law is so tender! "

Laughter came from the other side, and he seemed very satisfied with his current life.

"You're doing well! The rich keep you, and you wear a green hat. Alas, I can't do it on my side. Otherwise, I'll go to you? "

Cheng Hongwei said tentatively.

"Well... Let me see! If the hospital agrees, I have nothing to say! "

The voice across the room suddenly stammered.

"As long as you recommend, I believe the hospital should have no problem!"

Cheng Hongwei went on.

He can't stay in this school at a glance. What can he do even if the vice president gives him a chance?

How can people be reconciled to the death of so many people?

"Let's talk about it!"

The other party hung up.

Dudu~

"A bunch of bastards! I didn't teach you to pretend to be Li Yingfu's Apprentice. You have today's prosperity. Modern is better, just forget me! Hum! I really thought you could get along well without me! Wait until you kill someone! Die one or two rich men and give them back to others. At that time, ha ha! "

Cheng Hongwei bit his lips and sneered.

Glancing back at the group photo on the office wall, Cheng Hongwei threw the cup on the table.

The group photo center is an old man, surrounded by a group of doctors. The background is a adobe house.

This is the second day of going to Chengou village. They took a group photo with Li Yingfu.

Now it has become his ostentatious thing.

In the Yulong mountain, Bruce Lee returned to the cave and took a look at the ice water pool. He found that Li Lin put another large piece of meat. He immediately rushed over and swallowed the fish into his stomach.

As his body grew, Bruce Lee's appetite also increased a lot.

A large piece of meat is just a tooth sacrifice for Bruce Lee.

He rubbed his stomach and closed his eyes for two minutes. When Bruce Lee opened his eyes again, his momentum rose again, and his body extended slightly forward.

Energetic, Bruce Lee really wants to find a place to go wild.

Out of the hole, take a look at Yulong mountain. Bruce Lee shakes his head.

Whoosh~

Bruce Lee disappeared into the Yulong mountain.