The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

"It's not about the consultation fee. The hospital won't welcome someone like me who steals their thunder. I can wait a few more minutes. Treating and saving lives depends on real skills, not empty talk."

Zhou Hao stopped in his tracks.

Earning an extra hundred million in just a few minutes? That's fine too!

"Thank you for your understanding, Dr. Zhou. I will take care of communicating with the hospital."

Xiao Guofu expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

Between talking,

The elevator doors opened, and a distinguished-looking middle-aged man stepped out, followed by an assistant.

The man had a high hairline, which made him appear quite intelligent.

It was Dr. Renxin Wang from the Lonzo Medical Center in the United States, a world-renowned expert in neurology and neurosurgery, who graduated from Harvard Medical School.

He studied under Professor Peter, an internationally renowned authority in the field of neurology.

"Dr. Wang, hello, I'm Xiao Ruyu, this way please."

Xiao Ruyu welcomed the two into the special care ward and gave a brief introduction to Director Huang and the old man.

"Welcome, Dr. Wang! I've attended your lectures; they were absolutely brilliant and I benefited immensely from them!"

Huang Lihong was so excited that he could hardly contain himself, as if he had met his idol, and he became somewhat incoherent.

"Hello there."

Wang Renxin nodded slightly, said no more, picked up the patient's medical records and test reports and began to read through them, and then carefully examined the various data from the monitoring instrument.

Ten minutes later.

"The patient had no intracranial hemorrhage, no hematoma compressing nerves, and intact brainstem function. The diagnosis of mild concussion was accurate. The hospital's emergency treatment was effective."

Wang Renxin raised his head and looked at Huang Lihong: "Logically speaking, the patient should have woken up long ago. This case is indeed rare. I need to send the data back to the United States for further analysis."

As soon as he finished speaking,

A slight commotion immediately broke out in the audience.

"Okay, I'll arrange to send the data immediately."

After speaking, Huang Lihong turned and instructed the medical staff to coordinate with Wang Renxin's assistant.

"Dr. Wang, do you mean to stick to the hospital's diagnosis and opt for conservative treatment?"

Although Xiao Ruyu did not understand medicine, she was a highly educated student who had studied in the United States and was knowledgeable.

"Ms. Xiao, that's right. Maintain the current treatment plan and wait for the analysis results before deciding on the next treatment plan. Don't make any rash moves."

Wang Renxin nodded.

"The consultation ends here. The hospital's diagnosis is accurate. Let's send Dr. Wang to the hotel to rest first. I have already reported to Dean Sun. We will hold a welcome dinner for Dr. Wang tonight."

Huang Lihong deliberately raised his voice to announce, and even glanced at Zhou Hao, who was standing calmly at the door.

"Director Huang, Dr. Wang, please wait a moment while Dr. Zhou takes another look."

Xiao Guofu's mood immediately turned heavy. He quickly forced a smile and said, "Listen to the opinion of one more expert. It's always wise to listen to all sides. His acupuncture skills are superb."

"Who? Which Master Zhou?"

Wang Renxin looked at Huang Lihong and Xiao Guofu with suspicion.

"That young man by the door, he's not an expert at all, just a quack doctor."

Huang Lihong was displeased, but dared not openly confront Xiao Guofu, so he passed the buck to Wang Renxin, pointing to the door, "If he comes to treat patients, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

"It's alright, let's hear what he has to say."

Wang Renxin glanced at Zhou Hao and immediately agreed.

He was exceptionally intelligent and had seen many grand occasions; he could immediately discern the intricacies involved.

Since the richest man in Yunyang City made the suggestion, it's not right to reject it outright. Facts speak louder than words, and wouldn't it be better to refute him on the spot to demonstrate one's magnanimity and unquestionable authority?

Based on my own judgment, acupuncture cannot cure this type of neurological disease.

Dealing with this kind of problem is second nature to me.

As soon as he finished speaking,

The entire room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Zhou Hao, scrutinizing him like blades, a mixture of doubt, ridicule, contempt, and sympathy.

How can someone without any qualifications possibly spout something eloquent in front of a world-class neurosurgeon?

"Okay~"

Wang Renxin spoke up, and although Huang Lihong was unwilling, he had no choice but to agree at this moment.

Xiao Ruyu stopped insisting, but her gaze towards Zhou Hao held a hint of mockery. She wanted to see how long this guy could keep up his act.

"I've examined the patient. The symptoms are due to fright and vertebral instability, causing obstruction of Qi in the brain, leading to a coma. No advanced equipment can detect this."

Only I can cure this disease. Five minutes is enough; any further delay will endanger my life.

Zhou Hao said calmly, then turned to Xiao Guofu:

"Treatment?"

"treat!"

Xiao Guofu knew that Dr. Wang was also looking for a way out; the so-called return to the United States for analysis was just an excuse, and who knew when that would be.

He finally made up his mind to give it a try, after all, he had personally witnessed Zhou Hao's skills, curing his facial paralysis, which had tormented him for years, in just a few minutes.

For that reason alone, he felt it was worth taking the gamble no matter what.

As soon as he finished speaking,

The entire place was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

A few breaths later, an uproar erupted.

"Do you know what you're saying? Dr. Wang has already issued a diagnosis, which is the most authoritative conclusion. May I ask which hospital's expert you are, daring to spout such nonsense here?"

Wang Renxin's assistant was clearly impatient, and his tone was very unfriendly.

Dr. Wang's authority must not be challenged or violated.

"I'm not an expert, but I can cure diseases. Whether I'm authoritative or not, let the facts speak for themselves. Empty talk is useless."

Zhou Hao replied without mincing words.

"Are you kidding me? Curing a patient in five minutes? Even a celestial being wouldn't dare boast like that. I've seen people who can put on an act, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. You're just after money!"

One of the interns couldn't help but sneer.

The crowd buzzed with agreement, nodding in unison.

"What if it heals in five minutes?"

Zhou Hao asked indifferently.

"If you can cure this patient within five minutes, I'll let you be the head doctor, and you'll have to kowtow and admit defeat in public," Huang Lihong chuckled, his face showing disdain.

"I have no objection to your treatment, but if any problems arise, the hospital and I will not be responsible. It would be best if it were all in writing, with everyone as witnesses."

"Alright, let's stop arguing."

Wang Renxin raised his hand and pressed down, immediately silencing the entire audience, and continued:

"Let him treat me, but Director Huang is right, the patient's family and this Dr. Zhou need to sign a consent form for treatment. I'll also add a note."

If Dr. Zhou can cure this disease within five minutes, I will no longer criticize traditional Chinese medicine and promise to vigorously promote traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture worldwide.

Hopefully, Dr. Zhou won't let us down.

A hammer is fixed.

On the surface, there were no further objections, but the vast majority of people were just watching the spectacle. No one believed that this unknown figure who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere could cure such a world-class intractable disease.

The medical staff quickly drafted a liability waiver for the hospital.

Xiao Guodong signed the agreement almost without hesitation.

"You can't talk about ice with a summer insect."

Zhou Hao stopped rambling and finished the task in one stroke.