Both of them were ashamed. They thought that Wang Cheng and a little girl from the Yang family were enough, four dishes and a pot of rice. Unexpectedly, Wang Cheng ordered ten dishes, which seemed to be far behind. Naturally, they would not think that Wang Cheng was deliberately making things difficult for them, because wasting this little food would definitely not embarrass them.

After calling, Dean Ma looked at Wang Cheng who was having a meal, and said slowly in a careful tone: "Doctor Wang Cheng, did your patient burn his face just now?"

Wang Cheng nodded while eating and said nothing. But the little girl Wang Yuanyuan glared at Dean Ma fiercely. Because she was eating, Dean Ma said this reminded her of the wound on Wen Xin's face she had just seen, and she couldn't eat it all at once.

President Ma looked at Wang Cheng, not noticing the little girl Wang Yuanyuan, and continued to whisper: "Then are you sure you will be cured?"

Wang Cheng glanced at him, stopped eating, and said confidently: "If I can't cure it, I won't cure it."

The meaning is that I have been treated, and that will definitely be cured.

President Ma and President Zhao looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Although most of the directors of hospitals are administrative staff, they actually do not have much medical expertise. However, these two deans are both professional doctors and both have the title of attending physicians. They often attend hospitals in municipal hospitals because the municipal hospitals are short of people.

Both of them just saw at a glance that Wen Xin’s facial injuries were serious. In their opinion, there was really no other way except for surgery to change the skin. That would have serious sequelae. Just like plastic surgery in South Korea, if you don’t pay attention, you will have greater damage. Even if you look good on the surface, you will have sequelae inside.

"Dr. Wang Cheng, are you using traditional Chinese medicine to make the patient's face naturally recover without surgery?"

Dean Ma was afraid of disturbing Wang Cheng's meal and made him unhappy, so he asked cautiously.

Wang Cheng nodded naturally and said, "Well, I don't know how to use Western medicine."

"Then how did you do it, Dr. Wang Cheng? Can this method be promoted?"

President Ma asked with a suppressed excitement. He knew that once this method was published from the hospital under his command and mastered exclusive technology, what a sensational event that would definitely shock the whole country and the world.

"I'm having a meal, quiet."

Suddenly, Yang Qingyu put down the chopsticks in his hand and said coldly. He glanced at Dean Ma and the others with cold eyes. She looked down on these two guys from the bottom of her heart, so she spoke without hesitation.

President Ma smiled embarrassedly, nodded, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, sorry. I'll ask later, you have dinner, the food will come soon."

Yang Qingyu snorted coldly, ignored them and continued to eat. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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