Hearing Dean Wu’s words, Shrekf felt a little happy.

Although Dean Wu was very rude in doing this, Shrekf knew very well that the condition had far exceeded his expectations and was definitely not something he could solve at this stage.

If nothing unexpected happens, the patient will not last long.

Rather than doing this, it is better to take this opportunity to get rid of this trouble.

Although the possibility of failure of such difficult and complicated diseases is extremely high.

But for him, it is always right to prevent the patient from dying at his own hands.

When he reaches his position today, his every move has actually attracted much attention.

I originally thought that this trip to China would greatly enhance my reputation in the industry and become a truly top bull.

But now it seems that this is undoubtedly an extremely wrong decision.

The speed and trend of cell mutation far exceeds the range he can handle, and this uncontrollable cellular mutation also has the shadow of some kind of virus.

This is not just a good problem that cannot be cured, but may endanger your own life safety.

However, with his status, the effort in face is indispensable.

Shrek coughed twice and said in a pretentious manner:

"Wu, you have to be responsible for your statement just now! I have been in the industry for so many years and have never seen a hospital director like this."

"But I respect your decision. After all, you are the master here, and I am just the guest you invited. Just as your Chinese saying goes, guests will follow the host."

"But we have to make it clear. This is because you rejected my treatment, not what I voluntarily gave up."

"In addition, it is an agreement that you unilaterally terminated, so you must strictly fulfill the terms of it. I don't want my lawyer to come and handle it."

"But as a colleague, I must remind you that it is really not a smart decision to let a young man deal with this difficult condition."

"So now, you'd better pray quickly, pray that miracles can happen!"

Shrek said as he turned his head and looked down on Lu Chen, sneered, and continued:

"Young man, work hard, maybe it's an opportunity!"

After Shrekfe finished speaking, a gloating sneer was on his face.

"Are you finished talking nonsense? Go there."

Lu Chen looked at the other party's clown-like performance and felt full of contempt.

But for the time being, he didn't have the intention to teach the other party a lesson, just hoped that he would get out quickly.

Seeing Lu Chen's reaction, Shrekf was obviously not surprised, and the smile on his face became even more serious:

"Hmph! Young man, don't be so angry! It's just a mule or a horse that can be taken out for a walk. I want to see what you have to make your Dean Wu trust you so much."

"Can it be your local Chinese medical skills? Is it really witchcraft? Can even such a difficult problem be solved?"

Although what Shrekff said was very ugly, in Lu Chen's opinion, this was just a clown-like guy who was deliberately trying to do it.

It is actually meaningless to argue with such a person. It is better to slap him in the face directly with the facts.

Lu Chen sneered and looked at Shrekf meaningfully.

The latter wanted to open his mouth and continue to say something, but Lu Chen's eyes were so sharp that his heart beat for a moment.

Shrek was shocked all over, subconsciously took a step back half a step, and looked at Lu Chen nervously.

Lu Chen grinned, withdrew his gaze, ignored him, and walked straight to the patient.

He reached out and touched it from his arms, and a silver needle suddenly appeared in his palm.

The next moment, Shrekf's eyes bulged and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

He even raised his hand to rub his eyes, thinking that he was confused just now.

But he soon realized that everything in front of him was actually happening.

As a doctor, he certainly knew about Huaxia's acupuncture techniques.

Although there are some advantages, he doesn't think it is so great.

But the difference in front of you.

He clearly saw that the silver needle was indeed floating on the palm of this young man’s hand!

Really witchcraft?

In fact, it was not only Shrekff, but the others were now putting all their attention on Lu Chen's hands, holding their breath for fear of affecting his operation.

Lu Chen's palm suddenly swayed gently, and the silver needle in his palm suddenly turned into a silver light, which came out of his hand, and quickly landed on the female patient's eyebrows at a speed that was difficult to capture by the naked eye.

Do you really plan to use acupuncture to treat this patient?

Soon Shrekf calmed down.

Although he admitted in his heart that the song that the young man had just revealed was indeed amazing.

However, the patient's situation in front of him was cellular mutation, and he never believed that acupuncture could be used to inhibit or treat it.

Because this is completely unscientific!

The more Shrek thought about it, the more funny he felt, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although Shrekf focuses on modern medicine and has arrogance and prejudice in his bones, he is actually quite remarkable in academic professionalism since he can have his current status.

Especially for the famous acupuncture in China, he also had some necessary understanding because it was used for anesthesia or hemostasis during surgery.

He also admitted that in some aspects, the magical method of acupuncture does have immediate results.

But for the cure of this cell virus, it is completely a bad thing, just like a tree looking for fish.

Lu Chen's move just now was considered to be deliberately pretending to be a fool.

However, Shrekff had no time to say anything questioned, and the next moment he gave up his thoughts.

When the silver needle in Lu Chen's hand stayed on the patient's chest for less than three seconds, the patient, who was originally twitching, suddenly tensed up and then calmed down.

quiet--

For a moment, the entire isolation ward was surprisingly quiet, with only heavy breathing and heartbeat.

What shocked Shrekve the most was not just the patient's surface reaction. He had already stared at the screen of the monitor with his eyes wide open.

The data presented on the various monitoring instruments are crazily subverting Shrek's cognition.

Whether it is the patient's blood pressure or the frequency of ECG, all indicators have obvious changes.

And these data, without exception, tend to be more normal data!

Shrek first stared at the eyes for a while, then frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

In fact, he had no way of guessing what was going on.

Everything that happened before him completely subverted his worldview.

Or to be more precise, it made him understand acupuncture and even Chinese medical skills.
Chapter completed!