Chapter 308 Not seriously ill

"dad!"

Sun Zixuan called out and stepped forward to make Sun Laoshun angry.

After taking a few deep breaths, Mr. Sun closed his eyes weakly. Sun Zixuan looked at his father like this, and his heart was as if he was shattered. He could only look at Qiao Muyue behind him with anticipation.

Qiao Muyue also walked to Mr. Sun at this time. She looked around and sighed slightly. It was better to say that it was a combination of the ward and the office than a ward.

A row of bookshelf was placed next to the ward, with various books on it, and there was a table next to the bookshelf, with various drawings and several base pictures on the table, and there were a few pens scattered beside it. It was obvious that Mr. Sun was still working when he was sick.

If it weren't for the strong smell of disinfectant, Qiao Muyue would have the illusion of being in the office, and Mr. Sun had been serving the country and the people all his life.

Old Sun waved his hand and wanted to speak, but he had no strength and could only close his eyes helplessly.

Qiao Muyue stepped forward: "I'll give Mr. Sun a pulse first!"

Sun Zixuan then stood up and retreated aside: "Master Qiao, please!"

After saying that, he also held a stool to the bed, Qiao Muyue stepped forward and sat down, then stretched out his finger and pressed it on Sun Lai's wrist.

At this time, Jin Yongen and Mr. Su also walked in. Seeing Qiao Muyue taking her pulse, strange colors flashed in both of them. This was still a Chinese medicine doctor.

It’s not that they will be surprised, because in traditional Chinese medicine, they all attach great importance to age and inheritance. Having an orthodox inheritance means that you can get good learning conditions, and age is because you are old and indirectly, that you have a lot of experience.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some talented people and rural heritage, but these are all wild men, and most of them are not favored.

The little girl in front of me is at most sixteen or seventeen years old. She has only had more than ten years of experience in getting pregnant. How could she be a master of traditional Chinese medicine?

Mr. Su looked at Sun Zixuan and Sun Derong, feeling that the Sun family was a little unlucky, and he became a little worried when he looked at Mr. Sun.

Jin Yongeon had almost the same idea as Mr. Su. Even his uncle had studied Korean medicine for twenty or thirty years before he became a world-renowned master. The beauty in front of him was most similar to the apprentice of his uncle and his apprentice below. How could he have high medical skills? However, he would not comment on the arrangement of the Sun family, because the patient had nothing to do with him. He just came to appreciate the beauty simply.

At this time, Qiao Muyue didn't care what the person next to her thoughts, and focused on her pulse. She looked at Mr. Sun's situation while taking the pulse.

Just two minutes after taking the pulse, Mr. Sun unconsciously burped a few more times. Every time he burped, Mr. Sun felt uncomfortable, and he would open his eyes weakly, as if he was subconscious.

Sun Zixuan and Sun Derong next to him felt uncomfortable, especially Sun Zixuan's eyes were slightly red and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Qiao Muyue looked very bad. Old Mrs. Sun was weak, and her face gradually became darker. This situation was already very bad. Feeling the weak and faint pulse, her heart began to sink.

Qiao Muyue stood up, and she was about to change her hand to see the pulse. But just as she got up, she suddenly paused. She had just seen Mr. Sun open her eyes again. This time it was not because of hiccups, but because of her getting up, she noticed that Mr. Sun noticed it. Although she closed her eyes this time, she opened her eyes only instantly, but gave Qiao Muyue some hope.

Qiao Muyue hurriedly got up and walked to the other side of Mr. Sun and continued to take the pulse. This time it was longer than before. It was almost ten minutes later. Sun Zixuan and Sun Derong, who were standing aside, looked at each other, and both of them were a little desperate.

Mr. Su sighed, Mr. Sun was almost exhausted, and he couldn't figure out that a hiccup could torture people to death. He could not find any records after searching through medical books, so he was really helpless.

Jin Shengcheng, who had been in the lounge at this time, also came over. He waited there for a long time but didn't see anyone coming back. He felt a little dissatisfied and felt that the other party was just bluffing. Old Sun was basically helpless. If it weren't for his hangover, Old Sun would have gone back to the west and he wouldn't want to bother now. If the Sun family insisted on the little girl treating her illness, he would pat his butt and leave. If it weren't for Jinshi Medicine that needed some help from the Sun family, he wouldn't want to take over this mess.

When Jin Shengcheng walked to the door of the ward, he saw Qiao Muyue taking the pulse. He raised his eyebrows and looked very unhappy. It turned out that he was a Chinese medicine doctor, and he was really ungrateful. He didn't urge him now. He wanted to see how this little girl ended.

Qiao Muyue had a pulse that had been touched for about ten minutes, and finally took her hands back. She looked at the data on the instrument again, and then made a decision in her mind, and then stood up.

Sun Zixuan and Sun Derong, who were standing beside him, hurried forward: "Master Qiao! How is my father?"

Qiao Muyue waved her hand and signaled her to go out and say.

Sun Derong and Sun Zixuan were anxious, but there was no way. The two of them secretly looked at Qiao Muyue, and their faces were slightly dark, and they were a little uneasy. However, they also knew that it was indeed not a place to speak in the ward, so they could only follow Qiao Muyue to the lounge.

Jin Shengcheng at the door sneered and looked at Qiao Muyue coldly. This little girl pretended to be pretty good. He followed her and prepared to see a good show.

When a group of people returned to the lounge, everyone looked at Qiao Muyue. Sun Zixuan could no longer wait at this time and asked directly: "Master Qiao! How is my father?"

Sun Derong was worried that Qiao Muyue would have any concerns, so he added: "Yue'er! You don't have to have any concerns. We are also mentally prepared. Just tell the truth!"

Sun Zixuan nodded quickly and thought to himself that his second uncle was still thoughtful.

Qiao Muyue nodded, then carefully recalled the disease, and then spoke after confirming it: "Old Mr. Sun's illness is not very serious!"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the room were stunned. Before Sun Zixuan and Sun Derong could react, several professors from the Military Region Hospital spoke first.

“Bad talk!”

"Don't talk nonsense! Which hospital do you are from? Do you have a medical license?"

"How many days have the little baby learned medical skills? How dare he speak out loud?"

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When Qiao Muyue faced everyone's attacks, her expression changed as usual, and she kept looking at the uncle and nephew of the Sun family.

Liu Xiaoqin was dissatisfied with it. These doctors were not very good at treating diseases, and cursing people was quite good. She directly protected Qiao Muyue behind her: "Can cure people be cured? If you have the ability, go and cure the disease!"

Liu Xiaoqin's words made several professors' faces turn red with anger, but she didn't say anything anymore, because the other party was right and she really didn't cure people. What qualifications are there to curse people?

Jin Yongen looked at Qiao Muyue. This girl was so calm when facing the doubts of so many people. He was secretly shocked. If it were his uncle, I was afraid that he would have scolded these professors now!

Sun Zixuan wanted to believe Master Qiao's words, but reason told him that this was impossible. How could it not be serious? The hospital issued several notices to his father for critical illness. He almost breathed when he saw his father. How could this situation not be serious?
Chapter completed!