"Then it's urticaria." Vice President Zhao also made a decision and turned to Sun Youliang and said, "Young man, can urticaria be cured?"

"Yes!" Sun Youliang looked extremely confident.

"Okay, let's start." Vice President Zhao waved his hand disapprovingly.

As the director of dermatology, Director Mo is naturally very familiar with common skin diseases. Urticaria is a minor disease, and he may have countless patients cured by him. Since he picked out such a minor disease to test, he must have his own unique means and thinks he is sure to win.

"Slow down!" At this moment, I suddenly screamed.

Everyone looked at me in confusion, and Vice President Zhao said, "Mr. Zhang, compete with Director Mo to cure urticaria. This young man agreed. Do you have any other problems?"

He deliberately put the word "consent" very seriously, as if he was afraid that I would regret it.

"I don't have a problem, but I have a question." I looked at him and then looked at several other chief physicians: "I just said that I went to the emergency room to test the treatment effect, and everyone has seen it. It's both fast and good. But you also said that you have to come to the dermatology department. Do you have to go to other departments to take a look?"

"Selecting a doctor is not about choosing hard labor. Being cautious is naturally necessary, but there must be an end, right? Do you have to test all the departments in the hospital before you can finish it? Such an all-around doctor, let alone your hospital, I'm afraid there are not many in the country? I just want to know when this test will end."

"This..." Vice President Zhao was stunned for a moment, but nodded in admitting: "Mr. Zhang said it well. It is indeed rare to have an all-around doctor. I don't plan to let him try it all, but..."

Vice President Zhao paused, flashed his cunning little eyes and continued: "If you want to become a doctor, in addition to treating some acute diseases, you must also have some specialties! If urticaria is cured later, we have to test his ability to treat severe diseases."

"What if it is cured?" I asked back, "Do you have to find another one?"

"No, no." Secretary Zhang, who was standing aside, heard something wrong with my tone, and quickly answered: "Deputy President Zhao is conducting a classified investigation. If all three diseases are cured, they will naturally be a qualified doctor..."

"Is that true?" I still stared at Vice President Zhao and asked.

Secretary Zhang quickly gave Vice President Zhao a wink.

"Yes." Vice President Zhao replied: "If he passes all three tests and fully meets the requirements of the doctor who is in the clinic, I will issue an employment contract."

"Okay, since Vice President Zhao said that, we'll make up for it." I immediately locked in the conversation: "He has passed one level just now. As long as he passes two more levels, he can become a doctor in the clinic. Let's all witness it together."

When a few people heard this, they immediately had nothing to say.

Director Mo ordered the nurse to call two patients with urticaria.

Both patients were very young, one was a fat man with yellow hair, and the other was a tall woman dressed in a fashionable manner. Both of them had red bumps on their naked skin. The fat man was slightly heavier, and with acne on his face, it was impossible to see.

As soon as these two men entered the house, they were all surprised to see so many doctors standing inside.

When Dean Zhao said that when he asked two people to treat them separately, the tall woman immediately became angry: "What do you mean? Do you use us as a test subject?"

"No, no, no, that's not what it means." The young nurse in the room hurriedly explained: "This is the director of our dermatology department and an expert in curing skin diseases. You are not an expert number, it's a matter of a pie falling from the sky. And this one..."

She said, turning to look at Sun Youliang and said, "This is a set of secret recipes of traditional Chinese medicine, you can also choose to give it a try."

"What Chinese medicine is not Chinese medicine, it is all about lie about local buns. I will choose an expert number." The woman glanced at Sun Youliang with disdain and sat on the chair beside Director Mo.

Sun Youliang was a little angry and opened his mouth to say something, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

"I... I also choose an expert." The yellow-haired fat man's reaction was slower. After understanding what was going on, he also wanted to lean towards Director Mo.

Everyone was stunned, and no one said anything. Vice President Zhao and Director Mo showed a little smugness on their faces, as if they were saying secretly: "What do you think? Look at it? Look at your attitude is not like a doctor. Even the patient doesn't believe you, so why should I try it?"

"Little brother." I stepped forward and hugged the little fat man: "Come on, let's talk."

After saying that, he took him out of the door without waiting for him to object.

"My friend is very skilled in medical skills. He wants to come to the hospital to work, but his family has no money and power and can't afford gifts. So, several hospital leaders are embarrassed by him and want to laugh at him. If you don't go to his place to see him, he will have no chance. He is about the same age as you, so do you have to bear to see him being squeezed out like this?"

The little fat man was stunned, his little eyes blinked a few times, obviously moved by my words.

"In this way, if you go to his treatment, not only will you not have to spend money, but I will also give you a thousand yuan. What do you think?"

The little fat man looked at me suspiciously and said, "Then... is his ability reliable?"

"Urticaria is not a serious disease. Even if it cannot be cured, it cannot be cured. Besides, if it is really not cured, I will give you 10,000 yuan! Isn't it the same if you go to the expert to see it?"

The little fat man was stunned and thought to himself, "Okay, I'll try it."

I took out a thousand dollars and stuffed them to the fat man, and hugged him and walked back.

"Come on, Xiaosun, he agreed to let you treat it." I said and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

At this time, Director Mo had already prescribed the prescription, with a proud look on his face, as if he was saying, "What's going on?" I've already finished reading it.

The woman took the prescription and asked again: "Doctor, can it be eliminated tomorrow?"

"Yes, everything will disappear tomorrow, absolutely intact, without any trace left." Director Mo was very confident.

"That's great!" The woman stood up happily, and didn't look at Sun Youliang, and pushed the door open and wanted to leave.

"Brother, sit down and don't move around. In just three minutes, I will help you get rid of the pain!" Sun Youliang shouted intentionally.
Chapter completed!