"Professor Luo, Zhiwen has been cured. How did he make it again? Can he still be cured?"
Jing Xiangwan herself is a doctor. She knows that mental diseases are difficult to treat. She is worried that Huo Zhiwen will never be better.
Professor Luo and his assistant gave Huo Zhiwen a few simple clinical examinations, which answered Jing Xiangwan's question.
"Professor Jing, don't worry. Huo Zhiwen will get better with me. This time I will give him five courses of treatment. It takes a long time. You should be mentally prepared. The most important thing is to actively cooperate with me."
Huo Zhiwen has seen many cases like this. Although it is difficult to treat, as long as the family members cooperate and the patient's willpower is firm, he can completely recover.
"OK."
Jing nodded to WAN. She had no idea. Naturally, what Professor Luo said is what.
Su Mian took two steps forward and smiled gently, "Professor Luo, my little uncle is a psychological disease. There's nothing else, isn't there?"
Professor Luo was already unhappy with Su Mian. Now she was still questioning herself, and her face suddenly cooled down.
If she had not been the daughter-in-law of Chiang's eldest grandson, he could have asked her speechless.
From the idiotic questions she asked, we can see that all her achievements were cheated by the Chiang family.
Dare you doubt his diagnosis?
Su Mian doesn't even know who he is, does she?
"Doctor Su, are you questioning Professor Luo's diagnosis? Professor Luo is an authority on mental diseases in China and is very famous internationally."
"Yes, if you don't understand, you have to talk nonsense. Professor Luo handles countless patients. Finally, those patients and their families are grateful to Professor Luo. You're insulting Professor Luo by asking such words..."
The two assistants proudly defended Professor Luo. Obviously, this kind of thing has not been done less before.
Professor Luo raised his hand when they said the same thing. "Hey, I don't blame those who don't know. Su Mian is young after all. She doesn't know such complex pathology. I think she is very open-minded and eager to learn. If you two want to learn from Su Mian, you have to ask!"
Pooh!
Su Mian really wanted to bah Professor Luo.
Which eye did he see she didn't understand, and the man's face changed faster than turning a book.
Just now I despised her and turned my head like a kind elder. It's disgusting.
Naturally, he did so to take care of the face of head Jiang. Wei Zhenhui was right behind Su Mian.
But Su Mian doesn't want to buy his account. The patient is too big. She can't experiment with her little uncle's body.
"Professor Luo, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not open-minded to ask for advice. I just question your diagnosis of my little uncle. You and your assistant used some of the most primitive methods to diagnose my little uncle, which I don't accept.
In country m, the diagnosis of mental illness or mental illness can be completely analyzed by blood data. I hope you can learn and diagnose it by scientific means. Experience is important, but it doesn't work every time. "
"You... You..."
Professor Luo repressed his anger, but his speech sounded like a lit firecracker. "Su Mian, I'm giving face to head Jiang. Don't push an inch. You dare to point me out. Who are you...?"
Professor Luo was so angry that he ignored the elegance he had always maintained.
Seeing his fried hair, Su Mian smiled faintly, "I'm just telling the truth. If you don't believe it, you can check last year's international journal. About blood analysis, M has been published long ago, and the issue number is XXX."
When Su Mian finished, she picked her eyes and looked at the wronged text holding the book in the dark.
He's sleeping, okay?
The master is becoming more and more unscrupulous!
(thank the goblins for their love for Lord bird. On the last day, all the monthly tickets will be thrown at him. He has a thick skin and doesn't hurt ~)