The patients sent that day were all beggars who described sloppy, ragged clothes and smelly bodies, so no one noticed their appearance. Now, suddenly, such a neat and handsome person came out of the ward, and no one could react.

Looking at the room where he came out and the crutches sandwiched under his armpits, everyone suddenly had a thought in their minds: Could it be that this is Dr. Wei’s patient?!

As soon as this thought came, everyone's eyes widened. No way?! This is cured? Obviously, the condition is so serious, why is it okay? You can leave by yourself?!

For a moment, the crowd became boiling.

The patient just stood quietly at the door, allowing everyone to look at him with various eyes.

Wei Zhao stood behind him and was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He wanted to give them this intuitive stimulation so that they could be more convinced and things would be easier to proceed afterwards.

An elderly doctor came forward, grabbed the patient's clothes and opened it to determine if he was the patient.

Wei Zhao hurriedly grabbed him. Although most of them were doctors, there were some women present, so he asked him to strip the patient's pants in public, which would be a big deal.

The doctor was too excited for a moment, so he was so reckless. After being stopped by Wei Zhao, he woke up and knew that he had lost his composure and hurriedly apologized to the patients and Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao shook his head and signaled that it was not hindered. The doctor scratched his head and stepped back embarrassedly, but his eyes were still staring at the patient, waiting for Dr. Wang and the others to start exams on the patient.

Dr. Wang took several doctors in the order of the room to take the pulse for the patients and check the wound condition. Other doctors were guarding the door, huddling their heads and looking in.

The first patient is Dr. Zhang's patient. He was injured on his arm, a wound as big as a fist. It had become suppurated when it was sent, and the wound was covered with pus.

At this moment, the patient was sitting at the table, and he changed into new clothes and his messy hair was cut short. Because he had eaten well these two days, he didn't have to worry about his future life. He looked very good.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, Dr. Zhang untied the white cloth wrapped around his arm.

As the white cloth was untied, the wound inside was exposed. The original pus had been cleaned up, and the wound looked a little healed. After cleaning the powder, you could clearly see some fresh and tender flesh.

Dr. Zhang breathed out and the wound had begun to improve significantly, and the heart he was holding relaxed slightly.

The other doctors were relieved. Dr. Zhang and others represent traditional medicine and are the most proficient in surgery. Although Wei Zhao's patients have not been tested yet, they can already walk out by themselves. It can be seen that his treatment effect is very good. If Dr. Zhang and his patients do not improve, the failure of traditional medicine will be determined.

After the wound was carefully recorded, Dr. Zhang changed the medicine for the patient and rebanded it.

Then all the doctors took turns to check the patient's pulse and record the pulse.

After the patient's examination was completed, everyone hurriedly walked to the next one.

The patient's injuries have not been completely cured and he still needs to stay in the clinic for further treatment. Dr. Zhang ordered the apprentice to take good care of the patient and hurriedly followed everyone to see other patients.

Although they have discussed medical skills together these days, they have never mentioned the treatment methods, medications and patients. Although this is a competition between traditional medicine and Wei Zhao's new medicine, it is also a good opportunity to establish the top leader in the Luoxiangfu surgery department.

Every doctor has shown his unique skills in order to make his mark in this "special event".

The second patient was injured in the abdomen, which was generally the mildest of the disease. The wound on that day was only slightly suppurated and it was an incision. If debridement was done, it would be cured in a few days.

The doctor who was treated was Qian, and at this moment he carefully opened the white cloth wrapped in the patient's abdomen.

The wound is in a better condition than the patient of Dr. Zhang. It has begun to heal. The originally red and swollen wound now looks much better.

After changing the medicine, several doctors still took the pulse and recorded the pulse.

The third patient was treated by a doctor named Zhou.

The wound was in the calf, a hole pierced by wood. When you came, you could see the tiny wooden thorns on it. The wound was red and swollen, which was compared to the wounds that had been purified by other patients. His wound was slightly lighter, but it was also very dangerous.

After treatment, the patient's wound also showed signs of healing, and the redness, swelling and fading away, so the patient can stop by himself.

After the examination here was completed, everyone's mood had completely risen, and the next one was Wei Zhao's patient.

Dr. Zhang Qianzhou and San were a little nervous. Although their patients were getting better to varying degrees, the one who was the most serious and most anticipated was Wei Zhao's patients.

Compared to their uneasiness, Wei Zhao was much calmer, and he also followed the results of the other people. To be honest, he was surprised. It was much better than he expected, but in the end, due to the powerful anti-inflammatory and sterilization ability of penicillin, it seemed a bit inferior.

Wei Zhao's patient has returned to the ward and sat by the bed. He is not as excited as the other patients. The other patients are full of expectations for a new life. They are looking forward to the doctors to announce that his injuries have healed and that they can get a new life in the future.

However, Wei Zhao's patients had no expectations in their eyes, as if they had recovered or worsened. There was no difference for him. He just numbly cooperated with Wei Zhao's treatment.

As the gauze on his legs was untied, the wound was exposed.

The people present took a breath when they looked at the wound.

The wounds that were originally flowing with pus, carrion, and foul smell have now completely changed.

The wound has scabbed, and you can see the freshly grown pink flesh below. I think the wound will definitely heal within three or five days.

This is so surprising.

When the doctors saw that the patients could walk by themselves, they thought they were holding on. He was obviously so sick. Among the four patients, he was already in a semi-coma at that time, but now he is the fastest healing.

Dr. Wang was mentally prepared and knew that since Wei Zhao dared to take such a competition, he must be very confident, so he was quite calm, and the others were not very calm.

They were all unbelievable, and they couldn't even wait for Wei Zhao to change the dressings and wrap the gauze again, so they couldn't wait to let him talk about how he did this?

The anxious young doctor was even more urgent. He looked at the wound carefully for a while and asked himself that with his medical skills, three days could help the patient control the decay at most. If he wanted to further heal the wound, it would probably take at least ten days.

How did this... do it? He looked at Wei Zhao with bright eyes, waiting for him to answer.
Chapter completed!