Medical Master's World

Feng Zhiping's attitude is very unpleasant. Let alone Qin Jun, even Kong Fanlin feels very angry.

"Who do you think you are? If you want to ask for help, you have to look like asking for help. If you are a patient's family member, our hospital will not accept you! "

Qin Jun took a cold look at Feng Zhiping. Naturally, he didn't have a good face.

"I still have patients here. I don't have time to go out."

With that, Qin Jun continued to treat a tramp in front of him.

Feng Zhiping frowned, "do you know who my grandfather is?"!? Let you go to see a doctor, and you are here to treat a beggar? "

Qin Jun sneered, "no matter what identity you are, you are my patient when you enter my hospital. You are not much more noble than others."

Feng Zhiping snorted coldly, "give you face, you still don't go on, really can pretend!"

With that, Feng Zhiping turned and slammed the door.

What family is his Feng family? Mr. Feng is ill, and countless doctors are eager to give him treatment. Qin Jun is a young man. What kind of capital does he have?

Had it not been for Wang Yishui's recommendation, he would not have come to such a ghost place.

Feng Zhiping angrily returned home, Feng Shuqiang quickly asked, "how is it, doctor invited?"

Feng Zhiping snorted coldly, "please don't come. Is Uncle Wang wrong about the broken miracle doctor? He is not like a miracle doctor because of his virtue? "

Feng Shuqiang shakes his head helplessly. In fact, he has no hope for that young man. The older the Chinese medicine profession is, the more popular it is. Because the older the people are, the richer the clinical experience is. What can a child in his twenties like Qin Jun have?

"Cough!"

Mr. Feng coughed twice and began to retch again. This time, there was no water left. All he retched was blood!

And the blood is getting thicker and thicker. It's scary.

As soon as the doctors saw it, their faces changed and they said quickly.

"Mr. Feng, I can't do it. If it was the case just now, there would still be a 20% success rate, but now I'm afraid it's less than 1%. I can't do this operation, so I'm leaving."

"Mr. Feng, there's nothing I can do. Goodbye."

With that, the two doctors packed up and went out.

Feng Shuqiang's face changed greatly.

"Dr. Liu, Dr. Zhao, what are you doing?"

These two are the top doctors in the gastroenterology department. If they also leave, they really don't know who to turn to.

Two doctors are also bitter face, "Feng, you don't embarrass us, this situation, we really have nothing to do."

The Feng family is really powerful and has a lot of capital. If they succeed in treating Mr. Feng, they will surely get a lot of benefits.

But the premise is to have a certain success rate. They dare not do things that are not sure. In the case of Mr. Feng, even Hua Tuo can't do anything in his life, let alone them.

Feng Shuqiang's face turned pale. Is there really no way!

Just at this time, a luxury car outside stopped. Wang Yishui stepped down from the car and walked into the room with a big stride. When he saw the dying old man Feng lying on the hospital bed, his face was surrounded.

"Shuqiang! What about doctor Qin? "

Feng Shuqiang looks a little embarrassed and takes a look at his son, Feng Zhiping.

Feng Zhiping snorted coldly, "that so-called miracle doctor is too difficult to invite. I can't invite him."