Chapter 47 Evil things?

"What is the method of traditional Chinese medicine?" Fang Wei looked at Dean Fang with a question and asked directly: "Director, you didn't come to me just for this problem, right? I think Chaoyang Hospital is so big that it is impossible that there is not even a Chinese medicine department. There is no decent Chinese medicine doctor for consultation. Isn't it the same for asking them such questions?

President Fang was a little choked by Fang Wei's words. Of course, traditional Chinese medicine has it, but there is no such technology as you. Nowadays, Chinese medicine doctors in major hospitals across the country have basically become health care doctors, and they basically serve as auxiliary functions, especially the popular acupuncture and weight loss, acupuncture for constipation, etc. Specifically for serious illnesses, only Western medicine can work.

Fang Wei saw that Dean Fang was embarrassed and didn't understand, so he just took it for granted that maybe there was really no Chinese medicine, or the Chinese medicine level was too inferior.

"I don't know the specifics. Only after seeing the patient will you know!" Fang Weiru said.

"I don't know, can Fang Wei help us see it. It's a living life. It's only thirty years old. When I came to this world, I went there like this. I was a little unbearable!" In order to impress Fang Wei, President Fang said some sympathy. But he didn't know that Fang Wei wouldn't care if it wasn't for his skin that was also a human being. In his opinion, how is the life of an unrelated person and the life of a chicken, duck, pig, and cow?

"Big idiot, how dare you say no?" Ye Xinting was also a person who knew Fang Wei. He knew that Dean Fang had said so. If it was placed on others, perhaps he would agree to this because of Dean Fang's identity. But if it was placed on Fang Wei, it would be hard to say. If it was not spoken, a "no" that was neither pleasant would be sprayed out of his mouth.

"Girl, do you dare to threaten me, believe me?" Fang Wei stared at Ye Xinting's chest fiercely. The meaning was clear. If you dare to threaten me, I could make you bigger and lose you.

Ye Xinting was indeed panicked, took a few steps back, hid behind Dean Fang, and looked at Fang Wei angrily.

"Director Fang leads the way!"

Fang Wei had already made plans, but he just took a look and there was no big loss. He would have been in this world for a long time. If he didn't look like he was a stranger and became an immortal, it would be too boring. He was forced to walk on this road, with gods flying all over the sky, and all kinds of cultivators with high strength were everywhere. Since he embarked on this road, if he didn't practice hard, he would be beaten to death by other cultivators one day and would not even have the chance to be reincarnated.

It can be said that they were forced at the beginning. Although they were of high strength, they could step on people and live forever. But now, there are no other gods in the entire Three Realms except themselves. There may be cultivators, but if they were just left, they might be a little afraid. After all, some cultivators are worse than those of the immortals who are not at the first level. The most important thing is that they have no cultivation and have to practice again. But now it is completely different. Due to their limited lifespan and the thin spiritual energy of the world, even if some cultivators exist, they are still declining. He is not unaware of the world of the cultivators. Those major sects at the time were not protected by a group of immortals and ancestors, and they were given martial arts, magic weapons, etc. As time goes by, the small sects will become more and more incomplete.

Now, more than four hundred years have passed since the great migration of the immortal world, and he really doesn't take the monks in the mortal world seriously.

In such a comfortable environment, while enjoying the effects of cultivating immortals, is there anything more comfortable than this? What's more, the flower world has thousands of experiences and the powerful strength of the previous life, so he is afraid of the breeding of inner demons. What he has to do now is to follow the trajectory of his previous cultivation step by step. One day, he will climb to the height of his previous life.

After hearing Fang Wei's words, Dean Fang was immediately overjoyed. Sure enough, he began to lead the way. Through a special elevator, several people came to a special care unit.

In the ward, there were a lot of instruments, and there were also a group of ordinary people standing outside, including elderly people, children, and women. But now I look inside through the window and can't look up close.

Seeing Dean Fang and his group coming, the patient's family immediately met and asked anxiously: "Director Fang, you must save our family Houzhao. He is only 30 years old and his son has just entered kindergarten. He just left the orphan mother and asked us how to live!"

Fang Wei could see that this guy's family was just average, and he probably had already lost all his money to treat the person inside.

Fang Wei was just a young man, dressed very casually, not in a white coat, so they ignored Fang Wei. Fang Wei also took advantage of this and looked at the patient with catheter instruments inserted through the window. Fang Wei knew these instruments and introduced them in college. He also understood what the values ​​shown above meant. However, now, almost all the physiological functions of this patient rely entirely on machines. If they are not processed, it is difficult to live for twelve hours.

President Fang looked at these family members and saw many such scenes. Although he sympathized with him, as a doctor and a successful doctor, he could not bring personal emotions into his work. He just said calmly: "We will do our best to rescue patients and will never give up any patient, so don't worry. In addition, for Wang Houzhao's patients, we specially invited experts, hoping that he can have a solution."

When the patient's family heard the expert, although they didn't know what it was, since the dean said so, there was still hope. In order to transplant the heart, they had already lost all their money and sold their parents' houses and their own houses. They had borrowed more than 100,000 yuan. If the patient was not saved in the end, they really had no way to survive.

After some observation, Fang Wei saw the patient's face pale and a black mist gathered in the Yintang. Fang Wei had some speculations. The Yintang mentioned by traditional Chinese medicine is between the eyebrows, and the Yintang is black. In the eyes of traditional Chinese medicine, there are evil things entering the body. From the perspective of Western medicine, it is likely to be viruses or other things. If placed here by monks, I can tell you with certainty that it may be curses or evil spirits. Of course, the evil things mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine are not terrible. Now, if you catch a cold or a wind and cold, traditional Chinese medicine collectively calls evil things entering the body, but in Western medicine, it is just caused by viruses. The evil things mentioned by monks are more terrible, but they are really invisible and intangible. To be more certain, they belong to a kind of mental power. There are mental power condensed by living people to achieve evil spirits, and there are mental power condensed by dead people after death. Therefore, this evil spirit is more abstract and more erratic.

But no matter which ones, it is just a small dish to be with the immortal Fang Dashi. Even if his magic power cannot reach that level of red, it is still simple to eliminate this evil thing.

"Fang Wei, come here!" After communicating with the family and doing their work, President Fang took Fang Wei to the consultation room not far from the special care unit.

The consultation room was a small office. When Fang Wei came in, there were already many people sitting inside, discussing the patient's situation, but they couldn't come up with any effective solution for a while. Now they didn't even know where the key to this problem occurred.

Fang Wei glanced at everyone and suddenly saw a familiar face. He suddenly recalled scenes in his mind. This person was his classmate and roommate in college. Wang Dong, this guy has a good family. His parents were a civil servant in a city in the south. During college, he knew that Fang Wei’s family was not very good and helped Fang Wei very much. Although Fang Wei refused most of the time, he was still very grateful to Wang Dong. When he graduated, he heard that Wang Dong approached the graduate student of Capital Medical University and did not meet again.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw him in Chaoyang Hospital today. At this time, Wang Dong also saw Fang Wei. He did not expect that after a year, he actually saw his classmates again.

"Fang Wei, it's you. I didn't expect we to meet again!" Wang Dong was excited, regardless of the group of doctors around him, stood up, walked to Fang Wei, hugged Fang Wei, and hit his back hard, and said, "Long time no see, I miss you, how are you doing recently, is your uncle in good health?"

"Everyone is pretty good. I didn't expect to see you here. You are not a graduate student. Why do you work in Chaoyang Hospital? It's great. You're all so familiar with the expert consultation!" Fang Wei had a group of puzzled doctors in front of him. These people seemed to be the youngest at the age of 35, and they were even fifty and nearly sixty. Wang Dong actually sat here openly, and Fang Wei naturally connected them with these people.

"It's not that great. I just came to attend this consultation with my supervisor. I'll introduce you to me. This is my supervisor, Director of Cardiac Surgery Department of Chaoyang Hospital, Professor Tian Zhonghua. He is also a doctoral supervisor at Capital Medical University." Wang Dong introduced the man in his early 40s, who looked serious and serious.
Chapter completed!