Master of medicine

Meiji in the video is as sexy and enchanting as ever, and the desire of the double peaks is still dormant, which makes the people can't stand it. Every time the jazz and Meiji have a video conversation, they have to read a section of Tao Te Ching of China to carry on their conversation.

Limited by the conditions, Meiji is not convenient to tease as usual. She skillfully typed a string of words and said: "I have sent things to your mailbox. These are the forces of the Tang family in Northeast China. If necessary, you can give them to Chen Tian. In addition, I received the news that Chen Tian will go to Tianyang in the next few days, so you must go to Tianyang as soon as possible."

"Why?" Sir don't understand. Looking at Meiji, she has been lurking around the Tang owl. What is she trying to do? She has done so many things that he can't understand.

"Follow my advice and don't have too many problems, otherwise..." Meiji sends a picture of a skeleton, which makes Jazz's hand tremble. This is Meiji warning him not to meddle in his own business. Naturally, jazz doesn't dare to ask more questions. He answers a yes in a hurry and goes offline.

Sir is always elusive of his superior. She is like a slippery snake. She can't catch it or hold it tightly. She has no other choice but to follow her advice.

Meiji's lipstick, which is painted with fishy red, is very suitable for helping people blow the flute. A trace of satisfaction emerges from her sexy mouth. She is absorbed in looking at the portrait of jazz, who has already been offline, and a big net is laid in her mind. She slowly starts to show it to Chen Tian

The next morning, four people in the villa got up, cleaned up and rushed to the airport. Zhao Qingxue called last night to make a reservation for the 9 a.m. plane.

Driving there from the villa, if there is no traffic jam, there should be no problem, but Zhao Qingxue is afraid that the painful traffic in Kyoto will make the journey change, and has to urge others to start as soon as possible.

Ignoring Xuanxuan's and Xinxin's rising spirit, they directly sent the two girls to clean up so as not to miss the plane. After being nervous and busy, they finally embarked on the journey.

Fortunately, there was no torrent of vehicles on the way. Although there were some minor conditions, Zhao Qingxue arrived at the airport within the scope of control. She got her ticket, waited for a while at the airport and got on the plane according to the boarding pass.

The plane made a roaring sound and gradually left the runway and flew towards the direction of the sun.

Chen Tian, sitting in the cabin, looks through the transparent glass at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. He doesn't know what will happen in Tianyang. However, Chen Tian understands that he contacted Zhang Han in Tianyang earlier and he will come to pick up the plane. Therefore, Chen Tian is not worried about their safety.

The last time I went to the Northeast was last winter. The weather of dozens of degrees below zero really made Chen Tian feel uncomfortable. However, this time, June is almost near early summer. Therefore, Chen Tian is not worried that he will not adapt to the local weather.

Instead of being in a state of anxiety all day long, it's better to enjoy the last leisure of going to the northeast. Chen Tian hugs his pillow with both hands, closes his eyes comfortably, and goes to sleep soon.

Two hours later, the plane arrived at Taoxian Airport in Tianyang. The four people pushed the luggage cart out of the plane and walked out of the gate of the airport. They didn't see Zhang Han all the way.

"Xinxin, are you sure you want to contact your brother?" After looking around for a long time, Xuanxuan couldn't help but ask Xinxin.

Xinxin also feels strange, she clearly and Zhang Han contact good, this time to pick up, but biased prejudice can not be seen, can not help but some dissatisfaction, pursed his lips and said: "brother, it's too shameful, he actually does not mean what he said."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, a familiar Land Rover came roaring from a distance.

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Land Rover stops in front of the four people. Before the car can stop, Zhang Han can't wait to jump off the Land Rover. With a worried look on his face, he pulls Chen Tian to the car.

"Brother, what's the matter with you in such a hurry?" Chen Tian feels that Zhang Han's arm is very strong, and he understands that something has happened.

Zhang Han dragged Chen Tian to the car without looking back and said, "it's too late to explain. Let's get on the car and talk about it..."

Zhao Qingxue looked around, but before they could react, Zhang Han drove the Land Rover away and threw them down.

"Brother, you are too much. I hate you to death." Xinxin looks at the tail light of Land Rover's car, and the scurry road.

Xuanxuan was also angry and gritted her teeth. Compared with the two, Zhao Qingxue was more calm. She stretched out her slender hand and a taxi quickly stopped in front of them.

"Well, I contacted Chen Youtong yesterday. She sent us her address and asked us to find her. Do you want to go with her?" Zhao Qingxue is still angry, two people wave way.

"I'm going!" Xinxin in the end is still a child's nature, just a small cloud covered immediately smile as bright as the sun raised his hand.

Xuanxuan is still the eldest. She looks at the direction of the Hummer that she didn't want to go. She gets on the car and drives to Chen Youtong's hotel with Zhao Qingxue."Zhang Han, what do you say?" Chen Tian, sitting on the Hummer, looked at Zhang Han in surprise and said, "you went to investigate Ke zhizong's tomb this morning. As a result, several soldiers were infected with strange severe diseases?"

Leizi didn't cut in when he was driving, but his face was so cold that people were afraid. As Zhang Han and Chen Tian sat side by side, their eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character, their heads were bowed and their eyes were shining with crystal clear color, and they murmured to themselves, "I'm sorry for these good brothers!"

Looking at Zhang Han's remorse and remorse, Chen Tian knew that he had made some mistakes just now, and he didn't ask more about the things he didn't understand. He slowed down his voice and said, "take me to see the situation of the wounded, and let's talk about other things when it's reasonable."

Zhang Han nodded, or Zhang is Chen Tian's words of comfort more or less also played a role, which let his locked frown slowly spread, reluctantly showed a smile.

Leizi drove fast, steady and with a military license plate. Naturally, all the way was unimpeded, and soon he arrived at the General Hospital of the Tianyang military region where the sick soldier was.

After getting off the bus, together with Zhang Han and Leizi, Chen Tian came to the ICU of the hospital

"this is a doctor from Kyoto. Please let him in to see the patient's condition." Zhang Han applied to the doctor on duty in ICU.

The doctor on duty, surnamed Wang, is more than 50 years old. He has worked in the hospital for more than 30 years. He is also an old doctor who has been engaged in medicine for many years. The hospital sent him as the attending doctor of this group of patients out of the importance of the disease.

But after careful examination of several patients, he found that the patient's breathing gradually weakened, and the lung function was also constantly declining. For this, several of their hospital experts were also at a loss.

We have to cut the trachea of the patient temporarily and insert the oxygen tube to force the patient to input oxygen. However, experts with many years of medical experience also understand that if we can not find a suitable way to effectively treat the patient, the patient is likely to die of respiratory failure.

When Dr. Wang heard that Zhang Han had invited an expert from Kyoto, he couldn't help looking at Chen Tian carefully. Looking at Chen Tian's young appearance, is there any fairytale that a miracle doctor should have? Slightly surprised, he asked, "is he the miracle doctor you invited?"

Chen Tian has been used to other people's questions for a long time, and he doesn't even bother to answer them. Instead, Zhang Han said for him, "yes, he is a famous doctor in Kyoto."

Listening to the praise of Zhang Han, a layman, Dr. Wang just gave a polite smile to show his respect for Chen Tian. He is a doctor, and his practice for many years makes him believe that seeing is believing and hearing is believing.

Even if you are exaggerating, as long as you can't come up with something practical, it's estimated that Dr. Wang won't easily believe it.

"Will you please take me to see the patient?" Chen Tian is eager to see the patient. He can't wait for Doctor Wang to speak.

Dr. Wang did not think about it any more, subconsciously pointed to ICU intensive care unit and said: "OK, please come with me!"

The patients in ICU are very weak. A little foreign bacteria can be fatal. Of course, Chen Tian knows this. Together with Dr. Wang, he armed the clean protective clothing from head to toe and walked into ICU. Zhang Han and Lei Zi stayed outside and watched every move in the ward through the transparent visiting window.

It has to be said that the medical equipment of the hospital is very close, and every patient is equipped with a high-end life monitor. However, the critically ill patient is wearing an oxygen mask and lying unconscious on the bed.

"Their situation is more serious than when they came here yesterday. I'm afraid that if they continue to develop like this, they may die." Doctor Wang said anxiously through the mask.

"May I have a look?" Chen Tian asks tentatively.

Dr. Wang didn't stop him. He wondered whether Chen Tian was so young that he could become a household name in Kyoto. He was just curious about whether his medical skills were unparalleled or whether he was only famous for his deception. However, they were not familiar with each other for only a few minutes since they met. Some words were inconvenient to say, and they nodded silently.

He made a gesture of "please" with his hand to show Chen Tianqian.

Chen Tian is not polite either. With a glance at the bird life monitor, he puts his hand on the pulse of the patient's wrist, and his face becomes very serious. A few seconds later, he turns to other patients.

Dr. Wang, who has been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, doesn't need to look at it carefully. As soon as he looks at it, he is sure that Chen Tian does have two brushes. At a young age, he can see the patient's condition just by looking at, hearing, and inquiring about the traditional skills of traditional Chinese medicine.

This is a very difficult thing to see today when western medicine is rampant. Dr. Wang does not feel that he has expectations.

"Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease." After a circle of diagnosis, Chen Tian raised his puzzled expression and looked at Doctor Wang muttering to himself.