Seeing Mr. Beiru getting angry, Su Yuran hurriedly explained, but before he could explain, Duanmuran snatched a snatch and said, "Doctor? Are you an intern?"

His words also caused everyone behind him to burst into laughter, and the old man Hua's expression also changed slightly. He continued to ask Su Chen: "Which hospital are you studying? What department are you studying?"

When Su Chen saw their reaction, he smiled coldly, raised his chest and said, "Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

Traditional Chinese medicine? Mr. Hua couldn't help laughing, and Duanmuran and others were even more presumptuous. A traditional Chinese medicine teacher in his twenties was really ridiculous.

"Did you follow your Chinese medicine master and get a doctor after two days of medicine? You dare to come out to treat patients without decades of precipitation. Are you not afraid of laughing out loud when it is spread?"

Mr. Hua stopped smiling and looked at Su Chen coldly, with disdain in his eyes. A young child dared to call himself a Chinese medicine doctor and came out to treat people. Chinese medicine doctors were ruined by these people.

Seeing their unrestrained mockery, Su Chen frowned slightly and was slightly angry. In this era, no matter what, no matter how skilled the doctor is in his medical skills, he will be despised as long as he is young.

When Su Yuran saw that Su Chen stopped refuting, she suddenly remembered the scene when Su Chen first arrived at his house. Perhaps it was because of this lack of strength and his character that made him have such high medical skills.

Thinking of this, Su Yuran suddenly calmed down and did not continue to argue. She just watched Duan Pingran perform in Mr. Beiru like a clown.

"Dingling..."

At this moment, the phone rang out from the bodyguard beside Mr. Beiru. The bodyguard took out the phone and looked at it and the power was put in Mr. Beiru's ear.

"Hey, I'm Beiru," said Mr. Beiru in skillful English.

"What!"

Mr. Beiru, who was talking on the phone, suddenly turned gloomy when he heard the news over there, and then he scolded loudly. Seeing Mr. Beiru getting angry, the whole office was silent, and none of them dared to speak loudly.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Beiru's face was still very smelly. He talked in English and saw that the face of Beiru's son next to him also changed drastically. He actually cried and grabbed Mr. Beiru's arm and felt bitter.

Pray.

Su Chen was also a little surprised to see this scene. What news did Mr. Beiru hear? Before Su Chen could guess, Su Yuran translated it to Su Chen, saying that it was the best hospital in the United States.

The blood of Beiru's son was tested and it was recommended to amputate directly, because only amputation can save Little Beiru's life.

When Su Yuran said, Su Chen's face was slightly gloomy. The equipment of those large hospitals was also very top-notch. Since they all asked for amputation, it means that Little Beiru's condition is still not optimistic.

At this moment, the bodyguard's phone rang again, but this time it was not answered by Beiru, but the Chinese translation on the side was answered.

"Hey, hello, this is Mr. Beiru, you said."

"What, amputation!"

After the call was finished, everyone knew the answer. Compared to Beiru who came to China to seek solutions to his son's condition, the conclusions reached by these hospitals are the same. They must be amputated, otherwise they will be in danger of life.

Obviously Beiru was very dissatisfied with this answer, otherwise he would not have been so angry. At this moment, Beiru's son was already crying with tears in his eyes. Obviously, he still didn't want him to be amputated once he was amputated.

I am afraid that my future happy life will be gone without me.

Beiru's face was also gloomy. Once his son was amputated, the position of the head of the family would not exist 100%. Once this happened, his position might be in danger.

"What should I do?" Su Yuran looked at Su Chen. After all, this matter has reached this point. If he goes up for treatment at this time, it is very likely to cause Beiru to lose his temper. At that time, the issue of agency rights will collapse.

alright.

The old man Hua, who was standing beside him, was obviously in this state, and whispered a few words in Duan Muran's ear. Duan Muran's face also became a little ugly, but in the end he thought about it, letting Mr. Hua go up there.

After all, Mr. Hua has also treated many difficult and complicated diseases, and he might be able to treat Little Beiru well.

"Mr. Beiru, let me bring this national player to see. Maybe you will find a different solution and not allow the noble son to amputate his limbs." Duan Muran was also treating him with a chance at this moment.

If cured, the agency will naturally fall into your own hands. If it cannot be cured, it will be like that.

Hearing Duanmuran's words, Beiru also waved his hand and asked Mr. Hua to come up. After all, at this time, Sima could only treat it as a living person. Besides, Huaxia is a magical place, maybe there is really a strange person.

He will treat his son's condition.

After getting Beiru's permission, Mr. Hua quickly walked forward, took out the medical box, and checked Little Beiru according to the steps. However, the more he checked, the ugly his face became. From the end, Mr. Hua's face became.

It's so gloomy that it can drip out of water.

"How is it, Mr. Hua." Duanmuran rushed up and asked hurriedly when he saw Mr. Hua's inspection.

"Sorry, Mr. Duanmuran, I can't do anything. This little Beiru's condition is already very poisoned. Unless the limb is amputated, his life will be difficult to repay." Mr. Hua shook his head and said that he was powerless.

"Waste, a bunch of waste." Mr. Beiru was furious after hearing the translator's words and scolded loudly, making Duanmuran look embarrassed. After all, he is considered a well-known person in this capital and is being treated as a person

How cowardly it is to scold you in person and not be able to fight back.

But at this point, I can't say anything. Duanmuran was cured and stepped aside and stopped talking. It seems that I have been busy with helping the disease. When the negotiations are negotiated, I can only hope to lower the price and compete for it.

The agency is here.

"Nephew Su Chen, otherwise we shouldn't go up. Then we will make Mr. Beiru angry. It doesn't matter if I look ugly at that time. It would be inappropriate for you to be scolded like this." Su Yuran saw that the national player, Mr. Hua

They were all defeated, and they were also worried.

"Uncle Su, no need, this time it is no longer about agency rights, but about a person's life. If this young man is amputated, he may have lived in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. We cannot give our own face.

And let him sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, what if I cure him?" Su Chen looked solemn, and after saying this, he walked to Beiru.

Seeing Su Chen's resolute appearance, Su Yuran also felt a different feeling. Perhaps this is the difference between Su Chen and others. From the first side, Su Yuran felt that this child was born different from others.

.

"Hello, Mr. Beiru, I am a Chinese medicine doctor. Can I help the noble master see?"

The translator directly translated Su Chen's words to Mr. Beiru, but he didn't expect that Mr. Beiru was angry at this moment. Seeing Su Chen so young, he also shouted and waved his hand, indicating that Su Chen gets out of here.

The translator smiled bitterly, and also conveyed Mr. Beiru's original words in a tactful manner. After hearing this sentence, Su Chen was not angry, but instead smiled softly and continued to say to Mr. Beiru: "Mr. Beiru, I miss your son."

It must have been bitten by a centipede!"

Su Chen's words made the translator's expression change, because in the call she just received, the blood test analyzed by the most famous hospital in China was that the blood contained centipede toxins.

Thinking of this, the translator hurriedly translated to Mr. Beiru. When he heard the translator's words, Mr. Beiru's face calmed down and looked at Su Chen and said in a whisper.

"Mr. Belu said, he could agree to you to see his son, but it should be fast, because they will fly to the United States for amputation, and only give you a minute."

Hearing the words of the translator, Su Chen nodded slightly, then quickly walked to the little Beilu, and directly hit his pulse. The true energy slowly moved, and he instantly knew about the little Beilu.

Sickness.

However, Su Chen, who learned about the condition of Little Beiru, also frowned, because in Little Beiru's body, the toxins of the centipede have begun to spread, and his thighs are now surrounded. It will cost a lot to completely remove the toxins.

strength.

"Mr. Beiru, the noble man does not need amputation, but it will take a week to completely recover." Su Chen took his hand back and answered truthfully to Mr. Beiru.

When Su Chen said this, the office started to explode. When the old Hua, who was standing by, heard Su Chen's words, jumped out and retorted: "How is it possible? Toxins have entered the body. Besides amputation, what other methods are there?

Don’t talk big. If you delay your illness, it will not be a matter of life, but it will be related to Chinese medical skills. Don’t do it randomly.”

"Yes, don't just say it casually just because you want to steal the limelight. You must know that it is illegal to treat people to death now." Duanmuran also scolded loudly, wanting to attack Su Chen and leave a good impression on Mr. Beiru.

The translator also translated all the words of Su Chen and Duanmu Ranhua. Facing this scene, Beiru did not speak, but the little Beiru on the side shouted wildly: "I don't want amputation, I

Don't be amputated even if you die."

Looking at his son's reaction, Beiru also looked melancholy, and he kept wandering between Su Chen, Hua Lao and his cell phones. At this time, Su Yuran stood up.

"Mr. Beiru, Su Chen is my nephew, a family of traditional Chinese medicine. Since he said that he could treat the noble prince well, it would definitely be cured. Mr. Beiru thought about it. If the noble prince was amputated, his life would probably be in the future.

It will be a little difficult to leave..." Su Yuran also mentioned it obscurely, causing Mr. Beiru's face to change suddenly.

Now everyone is looking at Mr. Beiru and waiting for his decision. After all, this decision is not so easy. Once Su Chen cannot cure his son, it will delay the treatment time. Then, let alone amputation, I am afraid even

Even my life can't be saved.
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