"OK, it's all right. You can go."
Yehaoxuan nodded and turned to walk out of the office, while Li Jun's look gradually became gloomy.
"What are you doing? I'm just a student." Seeing Li Jun's look, Zheng Shuangshuang knew that he had committed the vinegar jar problem again, and could not help but frown and say.
"Students? What does a teacher do with students in the office when he doesn't have classes?" Li Junzhi asked.
"Why are you like this? Don't be jealous when you see me with other people." Zheng Shuangshuang frowned.
"How about me? I tell you, our engagement is legally effective. Don't think about betraying me, or we'll see you in court." Li Jun shouted.
"I know that our engagement is legally binding. Apart from this, is there anything else you can attract me not to leave you?" Zhengshuangshuang said in a deep voice, "in fact, without that constraint, I would rather marry a shit picker than be with you, a so-called talented student."
Zheng Shuangshuang finishes, turns and walks out of the office.
Li Jun looked more and more gloomy. His face was ferocious, and he shouted viciously: "bitch, when I got married, I had enough fun, and sold you to sit on the stage, making you arrogant..."
Nothing happened. Yehaoxuan drove directly to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
But Tang Bing is not in the clinic today. Ye haoxuan dials her phone.
"If you are in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, go to the sixth floor of the inpatient department. I have something here that I would like to ask you for help." Tang Bing seemed to say a word in a hurry and hung up the phone.
Yehaoxuan was so worried that he hurried to the sixth floor of the inpatient department of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
The sixth floor is the luxury ward of the Chinese medicine hospital. The people who live in it are all powerful people. In other words, even if you have money, you may not be able to live in it.
In an extra large ward, there were a lot of doctors standing in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, including the president of the hospital and the director of the Department, all crowded in the ward. As a result, the originally wide ward seemed a little crowded.
There was a foreigner lying on the ward. His lower limbs were exposed, but his legs were out of harmony with his upper body.
His upper body was extremely strong and muscular, but his legs were dry and thin, almost as good as a firewood stick.
An assistant was talking to the foreigner in bed in English.
The president of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital on one side was sweating. He cautiously said to the assistant, "assistant Wang, please explain to Mr. peel that it is difficult for us to judge the disease without examination."
The assistant surnamed Wang kept a traitor head. He knew that he was a worshiper of foreign countries. He turned seriously and said, "Mr. Dean, Mr. Peel's disease is that there is no way to cure it abroad, so he came to Huaxia to try the Chinese medicine therapy. Besides, the inspection results outside have been given to you. Your inspection is no longer meaningful. Is your equipment more advanced than those in magnesium?"
The president of the hospital was speechless. Peir was a native of magnesium. He suffered from a strange disease and was unable to be cured abroad. So he had a whim to try traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know who told him the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. You can know the symptoms without checking. Just feel your pulse.
Therefore, peir is now stubbornly unwilling to make an examination and has to find a traditional Chinese medicine to treat him. This peir is a rich and young family in the magnesium country and plays a decisive role. The Qingyuan Ministry of health has put this task on the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. If we can't find a way to satisfy this blue eyed peir, he will be the president of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
As for Peel's disease, the hospital experts made a consultation, and the conclusion is the same as the conclusion obtained in the United States before, that is, this peel must be amputated, because the blood vessels of his lower limbs have been flaccid, contracted and necrotic, and there is no possibility of recovery at all.
And Pierre didn't know from which online novel he saw the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, so he had to shout to find a real traditional Chinese medicine to treat him. That kind of traditional Chinese medicine can see his symptoms without feeling the pulse, without amputation, and can cure his diseases with just a few needles.
If traditional Chinese medicine really had such skills, it would have been impossible for you to deal with western medicine.
However, no matter how he explained it, Pierre just didn't believe it. He stubbornly believed that there must be such traditional Chinese medicine, but those traditional Chinese medicine were reclusive experts and had to force others to find him one.
This makes the president of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Where should he go to find a hermit doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for him.
Several old Chinese doctors in the hospital were also invited to the hospital. However, these old Chinese doctors passed the pulse. After looking at Pierre's situation, they all said that there was no good way for Chinese doctors. The best way was the same as before, amputation.
However, Pierre thought that the TCM hospital was hiding something, and even threatened the people in the hospital. If he did not help him find a TCM, he would escalate the matter to diplomacy, so that the president of the TCM hospital could not finish his meal.
The president of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital had no choice but to ask his superiors for help. The superiors approved and reported at various levels, and finally confirmed that several experts from the capital city would be transferred to see Pierre.
When the Chinese medicine Dean was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, as soon as the door opened, a gray and energetic old Chinese medicine doctor and several elderly experts came in.
The experts in the capital arrived. The first one was GUI Lao, a big power player in Zhongnanhai. All the experts behind him were international famous experts. They attached great importance to this matter and did not hesitate to invite all the imperial doctors.
"Old GUI, you are here." If you don't come, the president of the traditional Chinese medicine doctor will probably cry.
The Dean hurriedly approached Pierre and said, "Mr. Pierre, this is the best traditional Chinese medicine in China. It is an imperial doctor who specializes in seeing doctors for state leaders. Let them help you."
Pierre's eyes brightened. Then he sat up straight and stretched out a hand to ask GUI Lao to help him feel his pulse.
Old GUI nodded, and then put his hand on his pulse. After a while, he changed his hand. After taking the pulse, he thought for a while, and then let several other experts see it.
Several experts came in turn, gave Pierre a pulse, and then, disregarding Pierre's expectation, Bi went aside to discuss his condition.
"Let's talk about our views." The above authorities attached great importance to the matter of peel. This is not only related to diplomacy, but also because the peel family has always supported China.
"The Qi and blood are not smooth and the five Qi are blocked. If you come early, you can still use medicine stones for conservative treatment. Now," said an expert, shaking his head and saying, "amputate..."
The rest of the experts nodded and said their own methods in turn, but the final conclusion was only one, amputation. In addition, they really couldn't think of any other good methods.