Ye Hong is still thinking about ye zhinuo's words, but Li Miaocheng on one side said in amazement: "is this pastry invented by you, Mr. Ye?"

She looked at the cake in her hand and Yehong at the same time. Her eyes were full of surprise.

She thought it was the masterpiece of some top chef, but she never thought it was from Yehong.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Night Hong doubts way.

Looking at Yehong's tender face and listening to his relaxed tone like drinking water, Li Miaocheng was in a trance.

The so-called peerless genius, but that's all?

"No, nothing."

Li miaochen returned to his senses and left in a hurry.

When she returned to the outside of the ward, she suddenly backed against the door of the ward, and could no longer suppress the joy in her eyes.

Li miaochen held the cake tightly, as if holding the most expensive gem in the world.

After knowing that the cake was Yehong's invention, Li miaochen felt that there was something different in the cake.

The original feeling of salivation suddenly disappeared, replaced by the next mouth of treasure.

...

at nine o'clock in the morning, the inpatient department of the 185 hospital suddenly felt restless.

The reason for the agitation comes from a group of doctors who suddenly rush into the inpatient department.

"Is that doctor Qin, the director of internal medicine? I heard that he is a returnee with a doctor's degree from dagaoqiao University

"Look at that old man. He is Professor Fang, a famous cardiovascular expert in Bailu city."

"Even the brain giant Jiang Lao, who has retired for many years, has come!"

"My God, what day is it today to let these big men get together for the first time?"

While people were talking about it, a rickety old man in a white coat, with the help of a doctor, waddled down from a car.

The old man's face had patches of age spots one after another, and his wrinkled face had a thick smell of gray decay, just like the first recovery from a serious illness.

A gust of cold wind blew, the old man suddenly began to cough in pain. The doctor who supported him was in a hurry.

Looking at the old man, almost all the doctors were in awe.

"Dean!"

"Dean, you just finished the operation. Why don't you stay at home for a few more days?"

"Old Kuai, you look much better!"

The old man, named Kuai Changfeng, is the current president of the 185 hospital.

Kuai Changfeng is a famous legend in Bailu city.

As a young man, he was poor and poor, and taught himself ancient medical skills. However, he was neither good nor bad, and nearly died.

Later, he switched to modern medicine. With his precise vision and personal charm, he transformed the 185 hospital from a small district hospital that was about to close down into a famous top hospital in Jiangnan province.

In those years, countless lives were saved by Kuai Changfeng from the edge of the underworld.

If Jiang guchen is the holy hand of the ancient medical circles in Bailu City, Kuai Changfeng is the star at the top of the pyramid of modern medicine in Bailu city.

When the two legendary figures in medical science began to cooperate, it was a great gospel for the people and doctors in egret city.

After becoming the president of the hospital, Kuai Changfeng decided to vigorously carry forward the authentic ancient medical skills of the Yan state, so that more doctors can learn the real ancient medical skills of the Yan state.

He strongly invited Jiang guchan and Ancient Medical Association to settle in 185 hospital to exchange medical experience and teach ancient medical skills.