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The provincial hospital is much larger than the Jiangzhou Municipal Hospital, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, and there are more than ten buildings, none of which are very tall. It is located among lush and tall trees. It looks very comfortable and a bit gloomy. However, it is night at night, and you can only see the busy scene with bright lights.

Song Yuanming's car started to slow down when he got near the hospital, and then stopped all the way at the entrance of the hospital.

"Doctor Wang Cheng, please!"

Mo Baisong hurriedly got out of the car and opened the car door for Wang Cheng himself and said slightly respectfully.

Wang Cheng got out of the car and nodded to Mo Baisong. He saw that it was already dark and the entrance of the hospital center building was still very busy.

"Here."

Mo Baisong was a little calm at this time, and he was leading the way.

He brought a few people to a high-end building behind the hospital, which is a senior nursing and nursing center where senior cadres can move into it.

Wang Cheng whispered as he walked: "Mr. Mo, the ugly words are ahead. I can't guarantee that you can cure your father. No one can tell the disease in your mind. It's best to be prepared for it."

Mo Baisong nodded quickly and agreed, "I know that we are all mortals, and no one is a god. No one promises to do anything. So Dr. Wang Cheng, don't worry, as long as you try your best, it's my father's life. But no matter what the result is, I Mo Baisong will give you the medical fee as much as possible."

Wang Cheng nodded. Since it was explained clearly, there was no need to say anything more.

Song Yuanming and Zhang Shaoyun walked behind. It was their first meeting and greeted each other. Song Yuanming actually envied Zhang Shaoyun, envious of him for his courage to pursue his dreams, and gave up everything, identity, status, wealth, and power. At the same time, Song Yuanming had an intuition in his heart that Wang Cheng's future achievements might not be what he could imagine.

Zhang Shaoyun is now Wang Cheng's apprentice, and his status may even exceed the height that can be achieved in the Zhang family in Donghai City.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the official disciples like Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, being under Wang Cheng's sect is actually a kind of investment, and the result is risky.

"Mr. Mo is here."

There were several stout young security guards standing in front of the building, nodding to Mo Baisong, then glanced over Wang Cheng and others vigilantly before letting them in.

"My dad is on the fifth floor."

Mo Baisong and Wang Cheng were about to enter the elevator.

Wang Cheng grabbed Mo Baisong and said, "Let's take the stairs."

Mo Baisong was stunned for a moment. Without saying much, he followed Wang Cheng's words and followed Wang Cheng to climb the stairs.

Song Yuanming explained in a low voice: "They practice martial arts people don't like to take the elevator."

Mo Baisong suddenly realized it, and there was a little more caution and respect in his expression.

Many people are like this. Even if they don’t understand these rules, they will inexplicably develop a sense of respect. Therefore, this is one of the reasons why the so-called aristocratic classes set a lot of rules, in order to show their own differences and make others respect them.

When I arrived at the fifth floor, a few people had just walked out of the corridor and saw a group of people standing in the aisle, both old and young, and almost everyone looked sad, anxious, or serious...

"Komatsu is back."

A middle-aged man standing behind saw Mo Baisong and others first, glanced at Wang Cheng, and immediately said, "Didn't the famous doctor from Jiangzhou you are looking for?"

Everyone looked over the aisle, looked at Wang Cheng, Song Yuanming and Zhang Shaoyun, and showed a hint of disappointment. In their opinion, these three people were obviously not so-called famous doctors.

Two middle-aged men in white coats frowned, and one of them asked, "A famous doctor in Jiangzhou? Is it Li Mushan?"

The only famous doctor in Jiangzhou City is Li Mushan. As for Wang Cheng, although he has recently treated Mr. Tang and several patients who have just arrived, his name is actually still circulating in a limited circle. Others do not know the person and the matter, and perhaps they don’t take it seriously after hearing this.

Every famous doctor needs years of reputation to accumulate reputation. No traditional Chinese medicine doctor dares to be called a famous doctor if he treats one or two patients.

Mo Baisong shook his head to face his family and the attending physicians of the two hospitals and said, "It's not Mr. Li, and he is not sure if he is old. I'm looking for another one."

The middle-aged doctor said in surprise: "Who else in Jiangzhou City?"

"Wang Cheng!"

Song Yuanming came up and explained: "Tang, the father of Secretary Tang of Jiangzhou City, used to have acute cerebral congestion. Later, he was paralyzed for one or two years and was cured by Wang Cheng in more than a month. Now he has gotten out of bed and walked."

Both middle-aged doctors frowned and shook their heads to each other, saying that they didn't know the name Wang Cheng.

"I haven't heard of it."

The doctor who had just spoken whispered.

An old man who stood in the middle and didn't say anything, walked out with a crutch, looked at Mo Baisong and Song Yuanming with a very tired expression, and asked, "Xiaosong, is the Wang Cheng you mentioned here?"

Mo Baisong took a step forward so that everyone could see Wang Cheng. Then he faced everyone's sight and nodded, "Grandpa, Wang Cheng is here, it's him, Yuanming and I went to invite him."

A dozen people from the Mo family and the two doctors from the provincial hospital were stunned for a moment, and their eyes were both surprised, confused and disbelief.

Is this a teenager? Can he see a doctor?

Everyone has this idea in their minds.

Mr. Mo frowned, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. The middle-aged man in the Mo family hurried up and pulled Mo Baisong and whispered: "Xiaosong, do you dare to make such jokes now? We don't care, we can still make trouble, but one day the old man didn't rest for a night. What should I do if you get angry with you? Do you want to see your father and the old man fall down, and the Mo family will be finished?"

Mo Baisong was startled and waved his hand to explain, "Uncle San, Grandpa. You all misunderstood. Wang Cheng's medical skills are very good. Mr. Tang's cerebral congestion and paralysis were cured. If you don't believe it, you can call Secretary Tang to ask. They can all testify, and Dr. Li Mushan also knows it."

Wang Cheng was not moved when facing more than a dozen pairs of doubtful eyes, because he had long been used to such treatment, so he just nodded to everyone calmly and said, "Hello."

Mr. Mo took another step forward and stared at Mo Baisong and Wang Cheng. He nodded gently to Wang Cheng, and his hands were trembling with crutches. He then said to Mo Baisong in a deep voice: "Xiaosong, is your father lying in the room, are you serious?"

A trace of hesitation suddenly appeared in Mo Baisong's heart, but when he thought of Song Yuanming's guarantee and Wang Cheng's unfathomableness, he immediately gritted his teeth and nodded to his family: "Grandpa, third uncle, second aunt, don't worry, I'm definitely not kidding. I care more about my father's life than you. I absolutely believe in Wang Cheng's medical skills, and many people in Jiangzhou know about it. That's why I invited him to come."

Mr. Mo sighed, looked at Wang Cheng, and said, "Young brother is Wang Cheng?"

Wang Cheng nodded and admitted: "Yes, my name is Wang Cheng, I have met Mr. Mo."

Mr. Mo nodded casually and asked seriously: "Who did you study medicine with?"

Wang Cheng frowned slightly. He didn't like others to interrogate himself casually, but he also understood the other party's cautious attitude and thoughts. He immediately replied calmly: "I studied with Mr. Li Mushan for a while, and then I spent most of my time studying myself."

The people from the Mo family were slightly moved when they heard this.

Li Mushan is one of the most famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in southern Hunan Province, and almost all the powerful people have heard of it. When people from the Mo family heard Wang Cheng say that he had learned medical skills from Li Mushan, they felt a little trust, but when they looked at Wang Cheng's slightly immature face, they were all suspicious.

"You cured Lao Tang? Are you sure now?"

Mr. Mo asked again.

Wang Cheng said calmly: "I did treat Mr. Tang. Yesterday, Secretary Tang told me that Mr. Tang was able to get out of bed and walk. As for your patient, I have not seen him yet, so I dare not say whether he is sure."

Mr. Mo nodded, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes. If Wang Cheng had taken over the big promises and made various promises, he would definitely not believe it, and he might have driven Wang Cheng away directly.

"Okay, then you come in and have a look."

Mr. Mo kept staring at Wang Cheng's eyes and expression, and recognized Wang Cheng as a trustworthy boy, and nodded immediately and said.

Wang Cheng nodded, his face still calm, with no joy or sorrow, and he followed Mo Baisong without hesitation.

Although the other people in the Mo family still looked suspicious and looked at Wang Cheng without any concealment, they did not dare to refute Mr. Mo's words and could only watch Wang Cheng walk over. Moreover, they really had no choice but to have any help from the experts from the provincial hospital and several famous doctors nearby.

However, at this time, the two hospital doctors stood up and stopped them at the door of the ward.

"Mr. Mo, is this a problem wrong? Secretary Mo's condition is very serious, and there is no way for medical experts to come to see him. Even if this little brother is a famous doctor, he is only so old. Is there any solution? If something goes wrong, we can't afford the consequences."

The middle-aged doctor whispered to Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo frowned and shouted, "You all have no choice. Don't we let ourselves find a way? You can't afford the consequences, just I can bear it. It's my son inside, and I can bear it even if he dies. Xiaosong, it's your father inside, so tell me what you think again."

Mo Baisong looked at his grandfather and the two doctors, nodded fiercely and said, "I believe Wang Cheng, even if something happens, I can afford it."

The two doctors were a little impressed when they said such words from Mr. Mo and Mo Baisong, and then they looked hesitant and could not force them to stop them.

Wang Cheng was slightly moved and looked at the old and young couple of the Mo family deeply.

Mr. Mo stepped forward and pushed the two of them away, and said to Wang Cheng: "Little brother, come with me, you can show him first."

Wang Cheng nodded and walked in with Zhang Shaoyun. Mo Baisong, Song Yuanming, and several older people from the Mo family all walked in.

Of course, doctors from the two provincial hospitals also hurriedly followed them. Although they were afraid of taking responsibility after an accident, they did not dare to leave, as the responsibility would be greater. Moreover, one of them did not go in immediately, and stood in the aisle and took out a phone call and called it. (To be continued...)

Chapter 351: In the Provincial Hospital:
Chapter completed!