Hearing someone ask this, Du Yutong quickly said, "He is my friend, his name is Wu Ming. He has a very high medical skills. This time I asked him to come back to help my grandfather's diagnosis and treatment.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    �

The elder who spoke just now frowned: "Yutong, we all care about your grandfather's condition. The doctor who came to attend your grandfather this time is an authoritative expert in China. Now we have to accept the reality and don't find some people to add burden to your grandfather."

Hearing this sentence, Du Yutong suddenly became very excited: "Uncle Six, I have decided on this matter. Grandpa must seize the time to diagnose and treat his condition. If you seize any opportunity, don't persuade me."

In this room, there are all men from the Du family, but when it comes to close relationships, no one is closer than Du Yutong. So although they are all elders, their voice is indeed somewhat inferior to Du Yutong.

At this time, Du Yujie also came over to help me: "Yes, Uncle Six, my strange disease last time was also a national authoritative medical expert, but these people were at a loss for treatment, so they helped me cure it through Wu Ming. And it took me an afternoon. Wu Ming does have the strength in this area, so let him try it."

Seeing Du Yutong and Du Yujie say so, it was hard for these elders to say anything else. Wu Ming got the tacit approval and walked to Mr. Du, bent down and looked.

After seeing it, Wu Ming turned to Du Qiguo to take the pulse. Although Du Qiguo's pulse looked very weak, in fact, there was also a very strong will to survive, which was driving the pulse to beating continuously.

Wu Ming frowned and asked, "Has the old man suffered any trauma when he was young? Or had he suffered any sequelae?"

Du Yutong thought for a while: "I heard from my grandfather that he used to be a soldier. He was injured by a shell during the war. There are still a few shrapnel left in his body."

Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat: "Can you tell me the specific point? Where is the shrapnel? Have you detected it with x-rays afterwards? What is the size of the shrapnel?"

At this time, Uncle Six, who was just expressing some doubts about Wu Ming, helped: "I know this best. I used to accompany the old man to have a physical examination. There were three single pieces in his body, which were caused by two shellings in the 1930s and 1940s.

A shrapnel was near the chest cavity. It was said that the situation was very dangerous at that time. The shrapnel pressed the blood vessels in the chest cavity, and the location was very tricky and could not be removed through surgery. However, the old man survived with his willpower.

The other two single pieces were on the thighs. It was said that they were very dangerous at that time. The situation later was similar. As for the sequelae, the old man seemed to be a little afraid of wind because of these shrapnel, and his rheumatism was more serious than his peers."

Wu Ming nodded: "I think I've almost found the reason, please wait a moment."

After saying that, Wu Ming took out the needle pouch from his backpack and prepared to put the needle on Du Qiguo's body. At this moment, a voice came from the door: "What are you going to do!"

Wu Ming had a headache. He just wanted to help Du Qiguo see a doctor. Unexpectedly, there were so many people coming to disturb the trouble. He stopped quickly and saw another doctor in a white coat coming over from outside: "I don't allow you to do whatever you want!"

Wu Ming quickly said, "This doctor, I didn't do anything randomly."

"Okay, tell me which medical school you graduated from? How many years have you obtained the medical qualification certificate? What's your professional title?" The doctor asked in a row.

Wu Ming smiled bitterly: "I am not a medical school graduate. I got my medical qualification certificate a year ago. My professional title is a doctor..."

"A primary doctor wants to solve the problem of a patient who cannot be cured by an authoritative expert at the chief physician level? You are doing things randomly, you are making trouble!" The doctor said angrily.

Wu Ming also became angry: "Hmph, I don't care about my medical treatment, but my professional title, just look at the effect. What's the brand of the chief physician? Is it amazing?

If you are really amazing, can the old man's condition delay you like this? I'm just strange. Any quack doctor who hangs the sign of chief physician will dare to cheat everywhere. Today I will use the effect to tell you who is the real expert."

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he turned around and went to give the old man an injection. The doctor was obviously angry and was about to come up to stop Wu Ming. Du Yutong and Du Yujie stopped him: "Uncle Liu, don't be angry. Wu Ming really has his own uniqueness. Please be calm first."

Wu Ming quickly gave the old man a few injections. At this time, the old man suddenly started to cough. The reddish-brown liquid that was leaking intermittently at the nasogastric tube also disappeared. The old man's chest was undulating, as if something was blocking it.

At this time, everyone next to him was shocked and felt that Wu Ming had ruined the matter. Just as he was about to step forward, Wu Ming began to press the old man's chest with his hands: "Don't come over, if you want the old man to die soon, come over and make trouble."

This sentence made everyone dare not move. After all, no one can afford such a responsibility. If they get started, the old man has a bad reputation and Wu Ming will just turn the blame, and no one can bear the responsibility.

There is only one Du Yutong who can bear it, but fortunately Du Yutong firmly believes in Wu Ming's medical skills. Although he saw Du Qiguo's continuous painful struggle, he still endured and did not go over and disturb Wu Ming.

Wu Ming kept massaged Du Qiguo's chest, then took out a little potion from his pocket, and slowly stuffed the medicine bottle into Du Qiguo's mouth.

The doctor named Liu was furious: "Yutong, he is murdering. Look at your grandfather's appearance. He is coughing very seriously now. Any liquid entering his mouth may choke into his lungs!"

"I just want my potion to enter the old man's lungs." Wu Ming said coldly: "I warn you again, don't make trouble. My medical skills and treatment methods are not something that quacks of your level can understand."

Wu Ming said this sentence extremely arrogantly, but it was precisely because of his arrogance that the people around him felt a little relieved. Although Du Qiguo really choked the potion into his lungs, Du Qiguo soon stopped struggling.

Wu Ming smiled slightly on his face, then reached out and continued to massage Du Qiguo's body. As he pressed, Wu Ming continued to take out two silver needles from the side and pierced them into Du Qiguo's chest.

"Okay." Wu Ming said: "I've saved my life."

The person next to him was about to ask something, but suddenly he saw some purple-red and clumpy little year old that began to flow out from the nasogastric tube, which looked like countless small blood clots.

Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, fortunately, the old man is determined to seek life. The blood clots sent out may be much faster than I thought. Okay, don't disturb him. Turn off the light and let the old man have a good sleep. You two nurses, add some glucose to the old man's injection to ensure the old man's physical strength. For the rest, just wait."

"Wait?" Du Yutong asked, "Wu Ming, what do you mean? How long do we have to wait? What are we waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for the old man to recover." Wu Ming said: "Before dawn tomorrow, the old man should wake up, and you'll know then."

Du Yutong nodded: "Wu Ming, I believe in you."

After saying that, Du Yutong and Du Yujie took Wu Ming out: "Uncle Gao, please help Wu Ming arrange food and accommodation. He and I flew back overnight. They have not eaten yet."

The driver named Gao nodded: "Okay, Miss, just hand over Mr. Wu to me."

"Uncle Gao, please trouble you." Wu Ming also said.

Uncle Gao took Wu Ming out of the room, walked to the door of a small room in the outer courtyard, and then told the person next to him a few words, then opened a door with the key and hid Wu Ming in.

This is a small antique room. Although it is not big, it can be seen that the furnishings in the room are quite exquisite. Just one room can reach this level. It seems that the strength of the Du family cannot be underestimated.

Wu Ming stayed in the room for more than ten minutes, and someone brought food. It's true that Wu Ming was already hungry at this time, and he was pressed against his back. After eating the meal voraciously, he heard someone shouting softly outside.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu!"

Wu Ming quickly opened the door and saw a strange young man saying, "Mr. Wu, the old man is awake, everyone is rushing to the room. Miss, please go over and take a look."

Wu Ming nodded quickly and closed the door. He followed the young man into the inner courtyard. He saw that there were many Du family members gathered in front of the door of the room, surrounding the door tightly.

At this time, Du Yujie poked his head out: "Don't surround me here, don't block the road, let Mr. Wu come in first, is Mr. Wu coming!"

Du Yujie said, and the person next to him looked at Wu Ming and turned to a passage. Wu Ming hurried over: "What's the situation!?"

Du Yujie's expression was very excited: "Mr. Wu, you are so amazing. My grandfather has been in a coma for three days. I didn't expect that as soon as you took action, you would wake up immediately."

Wu Ming smiled and nodded: "Nothing, what was expected."

Wu Ming said as he walked in and saw that although Du Qiguo on the hospital bed was pale, his eyes were still bright. As soon as Wu Ming walked in, Du Qiguo opened his mouth and wanted to speak.
Chapter completed!