"Yes, let's take a look!" Everyone felt compassion. Although they were also suffering from illness, everyone still acted generously. After all, this is a major matter that concerns human life and is not a joke.

Wang Biao still can't do it. He may not be competent as a doctor, but he is still very competent as an assistant. He must help Professor Pan keep all the troubles out of the door and said, "No, no, Professor Pan is very busy. Today, in order to receive the doctor, he didn't even have lunch. How can he have time to treat so many people? You can go somewhere else!"

"What's wrong with you?" Someone was upset, "The people who have registered agree to let us see it first, why doesn't Professor Pan show it?"

"Yes, can the famous doctor refuse to save him when he dies!"

"That's right, if you say Professor Pan doesn't know how to see a doctor and is not a doctor, then we will leave immediately!"

"If you are a doctor, you can't stand by death and refuse to save me!" Some people said it firmly.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became intense. The people pushed Wang Biao away and wanted to carry the patient into the conference room by themselves.

Mr. Zhang was worried. He was not worried about anything else, but he was worried that this patient should not have any problems in his hotel. If it spreads, who would dare to come to the restaurant for dinner?

At this time, as soon as the conference room door opened, Pan Baojin's voice came out: "Xiao Wang, what's the noise outside? Don't you know I'm diagnosing the disease inside!"

Wang Biao pushed the man who was holding his clothes away and said, "Professor Pan, there are a group of people here, and there is still a critical patient. They have no registration, but they have to break in and ask you to treat him. I am trying to persuade them to leave!"

After pausing inside for a moment, Pan Baojin walked out and said, "Where is the patient?"

The big men immediately made way for the passage at the door and said, "Here is here!"

Pan Baojin walked towards the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman was lying on the ground at this moment. As Mr. Zhang described, she looked like she was breathing rapidly and was desperate. Someone next to her found an oxygen pillow and gagged her nostrils. When Pan Baojin saw it, his heart skipped a beat. This was an emergency, so he quickly bowed his head to check the patient's condition.

When the person behind saw that Pan Baojin was willing to treat him, he said, "Professor Pan is worthy of being a famous doctor, kind-hearted and kind-hearted!"

Wang Biao snorted coldly in anger, feeling that this was coming to him.

While reaching out to take the pulse, Pan Baojin carefully observed the patient's surface condition. No trauma was found. It didn't seem to be caused by trauma. He said, "Please help her up and check her back!"

A big man stepped forward and helped the middle-aged woman to sit up.

Wang Biao stepped forward to check and said, "Professor Pan, the patient's head is not injured, and his back is not injured!"

Pan Baojin nodded slightly, focused on savoring the pulse, and saw what was going on. Who knew that strange things happened at this time. The middle-aged woman suddenly breathed normally, and the sound of pulling the bellows in her throat just now disappeared. When she looked again, her expression seemed to have improved a lot.

"alright!"

The person next to him immediately noticed the situation and said in surprise: "Did you see it? Professor Pan is indeed a famous doctor, and it will be effective as soon as he takes action!"

Pan Baojin was a little lost. What's going on? He didn't even find the cause of the disease, let alone take action. The patient looked like he was not doing it right away, but why did he suddenly heal again!

"Did you see it? A famous doctor is a famous doctor. I opened my eyes wide and didn't even see it. But the disease was cured!" Someone praised, "We are looking for the right person today!"
Chapter completed!