Without thinking, Dr. Lei quickly pushed Lu Chen out and introduced him to everyone:

"Everyone, this is Mr. Lu Chen, who is very skilled in medical skills and is now giving lectures at Jiangzhou Medical College."

"I'll invite him here today. If you have any questions, please leave it to him. With Teacher Lu here, I really don't dare to show off my skills and make me laugh!"

Lu Chen didn't mind Dr. Lei's behavior of playing the ball like this.

Anyway, now that he has reached an agreement with the little fox, he hopes that all patients with various difficult and complicated diseases will be pushed to him in order to accumulate a large amount of merit.

Lu Chen didn't think much about it, and stood at attention and saluted everyone: "Hello, leaders! Junior Lu Chen."

"Lu Chen... are you the little miracle doctor who saved the chief?" The old man in the wheelchair glared at him, looked up and down Lu Chen, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, how can this chief be called?"

Although he had guessed that the other party was the so-called Mr. Lin, Lu Chen decided to confirm it and save himself from making mistakes.

In fact, this is also because the elderly around him have more or less problems.

It is not too big or too small to say it is too small, but it must not be ignored.

Even because their age is there, if they are not dealt with in a timely and effective manner, it may also develop into a big problem and even threaten life.

"My father was the captain of the guards next to Chief Yang back then. The only old subordinate who has lived with the old leader Nanzheng and North Battle from the beginning until now."

Without waiting for the old man in the wheelchair to speak, the middle-aged man standing behind the old man said proudly.

"A hero doesn't mention his courage! They are all old things. Lin Xiangdong, why do you still mention it?"

Mr. Lin scolded the middle-aged man, then raised his head and said to Lu Chen: "Old Lin Jun, not a leader."

Lu Chen followed the good deeds and asked with a smile: "Senior Lin, you are here to find us this time. I'm afraid it's for these feet?"

Lin Jun nodded softly, his voice seemed very dull: "Actually, I don't care whether these legs can stand up after living at such a long time."

"But since the old leader is highly praised for your medical skills, I will come and try my luck. It is certainly a happy event to cure it, and it is no big deal if it cannot be cured."

At first glance, Lin Jun looked indifferent when he said this, but instead he had a bit of the heroic spirit of the older generation of Chinese soldiers to be indifferent to life and death.

But Lu Chen still saw a hint of hope in his eyes.

Lu Chen, who was once a soldier, could certainly understand Mr. Lin’s mood at the moment.

He fought for many years on the battlefield, and experienced countless guns, bullets, and blood. In the end, he had to rely on others to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Such a result is ultimately unacceptable for a strong soldier.

"Doctor Lu, you are sure to cure the old leader, that father's legs..." Lin Xiangdong looked at Lu Chen with anticipation, looking a little excited.

Lin Jun's lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all, but looked at Lu Chen quietly, waiting for his answer.

Lu Chen pondered for a moment: "I have never checked the physical condition of the old senior, so it is difficult to make a conclusion for the time being. After all, these legs have been paralyzed for at least 30 years, so I have to look at it before talking about it."

But this sentence alone was enough to make Lin Xiangdong's eyes lit up.

Because of normal circumstances, many people may just take a look at this and immediately refuse.

Lu Chen only took a look and inferred that these legs had been paralyzed for 30 years, and this vision alone was beyond what ordinary people could do.

Of course, the most important thing is that Lu Chen can even handle the situation of Mr. Yang's life and death perfectly, so Lin Xiangdong actually has a lot of confidence in Lu Chen's medical skills.

How bad is a doctor who can steal people from the God of Death?

What's more, even the famous Lei Ming now highly praised Lu Chen, which made him look forward to it even more.

"That's really great. If you can really cure your father's legs, you will be my Lin family's benefactor." Lin Xiangdong said sincerely.

"Uncle Lin doesn't hurry to say this. I'll take a look at the situation of Senior Lin first." Lu Chen said as he walked straight towards Lin Jun in the wheelchair.

Walking to Lin Jun, Lu Chen squatted down and directly reached out and touched the old man's pulse.

Although I haven't walked around for many years, my body is still strong.

In addition to the muscle atrophy caused by nerve damage on both legs and long-term lack of exercise, the overall physical condition is much better than that of the elderly of the same age.

Moreover, Lu Chen also felt some sense of energy on him.

It is not as strong as the two old men, but Mr. Lin obviously practiced internal martial arts, and it is quite authentic.

However, it seems that it is more like being hurt and being guided by a master. It is a monk who has become a monk halfway through and its foundation is not particularly stable.

After touching the pulse, Lu Chen had a general conclusion in his mind.

In order to further confirm, he pressed Lin Jun's legs and carefully investigated the status of his legs.

In fact, from the moment he saw General Lin, Lu Chen had actually done his calculations.

If the vitality of the legs has been destroyed for a long time, then I have to ask the little fox to take action.

Anyway, the little fox has lost a lot of cultivation now and is eager to accumulate more merits.

Wouldn’t it be a waste of talent if you don’t arrest such a strong man?

In short, Lu Chen was willing to eliminate the illnesses of these old soldiers.

"How is it? Is there any treatment?" Lin Xiangdong asked nervously.

"The situation is not too bad." Lu Chen shook his head gently and said comfortingly, "The old man's injury was probably because he was hit by the spinal nerve on the battlefield many years ago, causing paralysis of the lower body. Fortunately, he was taking good care of it, so he must have been undergoing necessary muscle massages regularly."

"In addition, the old seniors have been practicing qigong for a long time to unblock blood and activate the meridians. Although the internal energy cannot actively break through the limit and enter the legs, it also achieved good results with natural penetration."

"It is precisely for this reason that although the flesh and blood in his lower body shrinks on a large scale, it still retains a lot of vitality and is much easier to treat."

After Lu Chen said this, Lin Xiangdong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his eyes looked at him even more intense.

Even Lin Jun's originally calm eyes became brighter.

"Then... how can we cure it?" Lin Xiangdong couldn't wait to ask.

"Not yet!" Lu Chen shook his head, then asked again, "The bullet in the old man's body has not been taken out yet, right?"

The middle-aged man looked dark and sighed: "The bullet was too close to the spinal nerves. If he had done it rashly, his life might not be able to be preserved with the medicine at that time."

"But, so many years have passed, and although medical skills have been developed, the bullet has been too old and has been embedded with the flesh, making it even harder to do it."
Chapter completed!