When Commander Wang entered the ward, Wu Jingrong was not mentally prepared. He had heard that Commander Wang came here at half past nine, but now it is less than nine o'clock.

In the department, Wu Jingrong, the director and vice president of the department, is a tiger, and his subordinates are all sheep, but in front of the leaders of the entire army, Wu Jingrong's nervous words were unsuccessful, which was just like the saying that he was guilty.

"No, no, we, we patrol the room." Wu Jingrong stuttered, sweating on his forehead.

Commander Wang looked at him deeply, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked out. Wu Jingrong and Zhang Sheng looked at each other and both followed him out of the ward.

Commander Wang sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, shook his head, and took it back. His frown made his relatives in the lounge dare not speak loudly.

After a while, Commander Wang's eyes refocused Wu Jingrong and Zhang Sheng, and sighed and said, "Thank you all for your hard work, let's sit down."

"No, no, no, no, no." Wu Jingrong's smile looked even worse than crying, and he didn't know what to say.

President Hu and Zheng Youren hurriedly knocked in, and President Hu came to Commander Wang and whispered to report on the preparations for the medical equipment needed for the ambulance and other transfers.

Wu Jingrong noticed that Zhang Sheng looked at him frequently, and he pretended not to see him. In the current situation, he dared not speak casually. Commander Wang's face has never been very good.

"Commander Wang, you can't transfer Wang Lao Lao to the hospital now." Zhang Sheng suddenly spoke, his tone very plain, but this sentence made everyone in the room stunned.

"Xiao Zhang, don't talk nonsense!" Dean Hu was shocked. He knew the background of Zhang Sheng's family, but he didn't expect that this kid was an ancestor who dared to inflict any kind of disaster. What did he want to do? Are he crazy?

Zheng Youren's mouth showed a smile that was not easy to detect. This 25, what kind of stimulation have you been in the past few days? I have a mental problem. Is there any trouble during the consultation? I dare to make trouble now?! I really think this is his home? Old Wu is in trouble now. Seeing that this kid is going to poke a hole in the sky, Old Wu will follow him and wait to take off his military uniform.

Commander Wang looked at Zhang Sheng, and the faint anger in his majestic gaze made people shudder. The more he didn't speak, the lower the pressure in the room. Everyone could feel the anger that Commander Wang might burst out at any time. Even Dean Hu wanted to say something, but under this heavy pressure, he did not dare to say anything. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Sheng seemed not to be affected at all. He continued to say in a very calm tone: "Just just now, Director Wu thought of the method of moxibustion to treat Mr. Wang. After discussing with me, he agreed to use moxibustion to treat Mr. Wang. Under Director Wu's full supervision, I just performed conservative moxibustion therapy on Mr. Wang. What Mr. Wang needs now is resting."

Wu Jingrong's legs became weak, and he was so mysterious that he didn't sit on the ground. He thought to himself, "Little ancestor, what are you doing?" You mean to cheat me, right?" You know, you know, you know, you can believe your little devil's words? I am obsessed with the ghost, I am obsessed with me!"

Wu Jingrong's intestines were almost regretful. If time could be repeated, he would wish he could strangle the boy to death and bury him, which would be a hundred times stronger than the torment he suffered now.

"Are you kidding? You are just an assistant doctor in neurosurgery. You haven't taken the professional exam yet and you don't have the qualifications to practice. What other Chinese medicine acupuncture do you use to treat Mr. Wang? You are crazy, and you and Wu Jingrong have to go to jail and bear legal responsibility!" Zheng Youren was shocked and Lao Wu also went crazy. The world was in chaos.

Then Zheng Youren noticed President Hu's stern gaze, and his heart was trembling, and he didn't dare to say more. He told Commander Wang clearly that the young doctor who gave Mr. Wang acupuncture treatment to Mr. Wang, let alone traditional Chinese medicine, had not even obtained the Western medicine qualification certificate, so he dared to use traditional Chinese medicine methods to treat Mr. Wang. After this matter was exposed, the dean was afraid that he would be responsible for neglecting management.

Although he didn't dare to say more, Zheng Youren was secretly happy. From then on, the neurosurgery department seemed to be his own and he would not survive. Even if Lao Wu and this little bastard didn't go to the cell, they would definitely not be able to stay in the 601 hospital. It is very mysterious whether they can still be qualified to be a doctor in the future.

"Director Zheng, strictly speaking, this is just an auxiliary rehabilitation therapy, and it is not considered a medical practice." Zhang Sheng's face was still calm, as if he had no idea of ​​his current situation.

Wu Jingrong was dead and too lazy to argue. He worked hard for almost a lifetime, and he got old. In the end, this was fate. This little devil was purely his nemesis.

The middle-aged officer standing beside Commander Wang whispered a few words in Commander Wang's ear, and heard it vaguely, as if asking Commander Wang whether to control the person involved first.

Zheng Youren was very happy. The haze of the failure of the operation had long dissipated, which was a blessing in disguise. He finally defeated Wu Jingrong, the old fried dough stick. Speaking of which, I really have to thank the little white-faced with a confused mind.

Just then, in the inner ward, Mr. Wang seemed to moan.

Commander Wang showed concern on his face, and he didn't care about the things in front of him anymore. He stood up and walked quickly towards the inner ward. Everyone hurriedly followed. President Hu said to Zhang Sheng, who also wanted to follow in, with a serious face, "You are waiting here."

Zhang Sheng nodded calmly.

As for Wu Jingrong, he had no idea and was imagining his worst outcome in a daze.

In the ward, President Hu personally snatched over to Mr. Wang for examination, and then he was slightly stunned. Mr. Wang's breathing was even, and he was no longer at all lost his will. When he reached out to lift Mr. Wang's eyelids, Mr. Wang seemed to say something vaguely.

Although Commander Wang is not a doctor, he also knows that the old man's symptoms are obviously different from his previous coma. He asked with concern: "How is it?"

"I will personally conduct a full-body examination for the old man in the details, but I have a preliminary judgment that the old man's condition has improved." President Hu did not dare to say anything, but was very surprised. Could it be that the acupuncture method of Lao Wu and Xiao Zhang has really achieved the effect?

Zheng Youren had a dark face and did not speak. Suddenly, he noticed that the officer beside Commander Wang looked at him in confusion. Then he realized that his emotions were not right and forced a smile, but he had nothing to say to him.

...

Zhang Sheng and Wu Jingrong sat in the corner, watching the medical staff in white coats go in and out of the busy work.

"Director, Mr. Wang's condition should have been initially relieved." Zhang Sheng held the teacup and sipped it slowly, frowned. The taste was far worse than that of Maojianer in his previous life.

Wu Jingrong stared at the door of the ward nervously, as if the prisoner was waiting for the sentence. He didn't hear what Zhang Sheng said.

Finally, President Hu walked out of the ward. He nodded, took off his white mask, and whispered something to Commander Wang who was standing at the door waiting. Commander Wang's face gradually became cheerful from sternness.

"Xiao Zhang, Jingrong, come here." President Hu waved, and Wu Jingrong immediately ran over in three steps, and Zhang Sheng followed slowly.

"Xiao Zhang, tell me, why did you think of using acupuncture? When did you learn acupuncture?" President Hu looked at Zhang Sheng with a smile, wondering, not knowing how Xiao Zhang learned Chinese medicine. Moreover, the medical skills can be said to be superb. The problem that all the experts and doctors in the hospital could not solve was solved by him.

No matter what, Xiao Zhang made our court not embarrassed in front of the military leaders, and even left the chief with the impression that our court was hiding and lying in a hunch, which is a great thing.

Before Zhang Sheng could speak, Wu Jingrong was already rushing to say, "That's right. Xiao Zhang's family has a lot of knowledge. His father is the deputy mayor of the city and his mother is a famous overseas lawyer. Therefore, he was taken as a disciple by a Xinglin national master since he was a child. He treated me with medicine and ensured that the disease would be cured." He was worried that Zhang Sheng would make trouble again, so he made things happen for Zhang Sheng first. In this way, it can also show why he had confidence in Zhang Sheng, rather than seeking medical treatment in a hurry.

President Hu nodded repeatedly when he heard this. No wonder Lao Wu insisted on introducing Xiao Zhang to our hospital. He used to think Lao Wu was too utilitarian. Now, it seems that Xiao Zhang is really a rare talent.

While thinking, Dean Hu said, "The old man has already become aware. He can open his eyes and respond to the problem vaguely. His limbs can be retracted. Glasgow has reached 12 points. Lao Wu, your and Xiao Zhang's judgment is very correct!"

A big rock in Wu Jingrong's heart immediately fell to the ground. He hurriedly smiled and said, "I was going to report to you, but I was afraid that there would be too late."

Director Hu smiled slightly: "You are the director of the Department of Neurosurgery and the leader of the medical team in charge of Mr. Wang. You can make a judgment on yourself, but I shouldn't intervene too much." He hurriedly introduced to Commander Wang: "Chief, this is Director Wu Jingrong of the Department of Neurosurgery in our hospital, and he is also a national authority in neurosurgery. He is now the deputy director of the hospital."

Wu Jingrong hurriedly laughed with her, bowed her body, stretched out her hands to shake hands with Commander Wang.

Zheng Youren looked at this scene with a pale face, feeling very depressed. From heaven to hell, it was probably like this. I thought Lao Wu was going to be in trouble, but who knew, but he showed his face.

"This kid is pretty good." Commander Wang suddenly patted Zhang Sheng on the shoulder, smiled brightly, and there was a bit of humanity on his majestic face. Indeed, from the beginning of this young man talking to him without fear, he could feel that he was not an ordinary person. Few people can show such confidence and nature in front of him. For young people of this age, only those with great talents can have such roots.

Seeing his calm face now, he was really not afraid of honor and disgrace. In my impression, only the old leader who vaguely dominated the central atmosphere was so elegant at this age.

"Tell me, how to treat my father's illness next?" Commander Wang looked at Zhang Sheng with interest.

Zhang Sheng looked at Dean Hu and Wu Jingrong, and saw Dean Hu showing an encouraging smile, Wu Jingrong nodded slightly, and he said: "The next step is simple. Director Wu also agreed. Next, I will continue to give Mr. Wang acupuncture every day, use the flat-fill method, change the electronic acupuncture method in three days, and select the Shuangdian wave to perform acupuncture treatment for the elderly. One course of treatment is one week later, and the elderly should be able to walk when they recover well."

Wu Jingrong smiled happily when he heard this. Now Zhang Sheng put him in front of him, but he felt that he was just two things. This little devil is really interesting. To be honest, he originally had his credit, but he had to give him half of it. This kid would have done his best to get his relationship with him. Okay, this is the most wisest decision in his life.

Wu Jingrong had long forgotten. Just before today, how regretful he had brought Zhang Sheng into 601; he even forgot that he wanted to strangle Zhang Sheng to death an hour ago.

"Okay, okay." Commander Wang heard that his father could go downstairs and recover as usual. He was in a good mood. He patted Zhang Sheng on the shoulder hard and said, "He is a good young man!" Then he turned to Dean Hu and said, "If our army does not introduce such an excellent talent, it will be a great loss."

President Hu hurriedly said yes, "As the point, the leader hopes that Xiao Zhang will wear military uniforms. After Mr. Wang recovers, this matter must be put on the agenda."

Zheng Youren was like a defeated rooster, and felt that the whole world was in a bad state. He was so depressed that he had to retreat when he saw Commander Wang leave President Hu to talk to Wu Jingrong, and then Zhang Sheng followed him out.

Both of them were in the outpatient building where the deneurosurgery was located. They walked in front and behind on the brick and stone paths with green pine and cypress on both sides, and had nothing to say.

After leaving the South Hospital, Liu Xuefan, a disciple of Zheng Youren, came over and said sarcastically when he saw Zhang Sheng: "Xiao Zhang, why are you running around without any trouble? You should go to the outpatient clinic to study? You don't know? You don't have a good face all day!" Liu Xuefan hated the most in the entire hospital the evil young man who once slapped him, but in the past, he had heard that Zhang Sheng was not an ordinary family, and the grudge between the two was extremely unfavorable to him, so he did not dare to provoke Zhang Sheng easily. But now it's different. Director Zheng said that Zhang Sheng was kicked out of the hospital for every minute, so he took the opportunity to expose his anger for the past year.

Who knew that before he finished speaking, Zheng Youren's face sank: "What are you talking about nonsense? Go and go!"

Liu Xuefan was stunned. Seeing that the teacher was not joking with him, he didn't dare to say more, so he quickly turned around and slipped away.

Zhang Sheng frowned: "I'm looking for a slap again."
Chapter completed!