Qin Xueyue, who was standing beside him, felt her face lost when she heard this and pulled Li Yue's arm: "Stop talking, the doctor is professional, don't embarrass you if you have a wild way."

Members of the Qin family also cheered: "Needles are nerds. You are stupid when you read books. If you know a little bit of fur, you dare to show off yourself in front of the dean."

"..." Little did they know that just when everyone didn't believe in Li Yue, an old Chinese doctor suddenly stood up: "He was right."

The crowd who was chattering suddenly became hoarse and looked at the old Chinese doctor at the same time.

The dean was even more surprised and said in confusion: "Mr. Mo, you are wrong. This kid is obviously talking nonsense. How can you believe him?"

Mr. Mo shook his head: "I'm not wrong. Antibiotics do damage the brain, but... this is also the only way to relieve nerves."

It can be seen that this old Chinese doctor has a high status, and even the dean dared not breathe loudly in front of him.

The dean who heard the second half of the sentence exhaled a breath and looked at Li Yue viciously: "Have you heard that, Mr. Mo has spoken. If you stop using antibiotics, Mr. Qin will easily get nervous!"

Unexpectedly, Li Yue's voice slowly came out: "Who said that antibiotics must be used to stabilize the nerves?"

Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes and his tone suddenly became quiet: "My friend, what do you mean?"

Since he became the leader of traditional Chinese medicine, no one has dared to question his words for a long time.

The dean also said, "Just, Mr. Mo is a living fossil in the traditional Chinese medicine world. Do you have any other solutions?"

Li Yue nodded: "Yes, but I need tools and raw materials."

Everyone who heard this was stunned at first, then they all laughed and cried.

"Did I hear it wrong just now? This nerd actually planned to... boil medicine on the spot?"

"Hahaha, I think he was thinking that he had a mistake. After reading a few books, he said that he could boil medicine. It was ridiculous."

The most angry one is the director. After all, this is his territory. Li Yue said this now, undoubtedly to smash his place! "It's outrageous. Although the hospital is not an important institution, it is not a place where everyone can play wild."

The dean said angrily, and he wanted to drive Li Yue out as soon as he acted.

However, Mr. Mo suddenly stopped him and said blankly: "Give him tools."

The dean hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Mo, this does not comply with the regulations."

Mr. Mo's authority was also provoked by Li Yue, and his tone was aggravated: "Rules are dead, and people are alive. Since he said he could cure Mr. Qin, then give him this opportunity."

"If he can really cure Mr. Qin, it will undoubtedly be a miracle in the medical field!"

However... In Mr. Mo's opinion, Li Yue could not cure Mr. Qin's brain trauma! He has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for decades and has conducted in-depth research on brain nerves. The brain is one of the most important organs of human beings.

It only takes a hundred days to keep your muscles and bones, but once your brain is damaged, there is almost no treatment! He did this just to convince Li Yue! Then the dean brought the equipment and raw materials for boiling medicine according to the prescription prescribed by Li Yue.

"Come on, it's your turn to perform now."

The dean pointed to the boiler and said.

"But I agreed in advance that if the old man has any adverse conditions, it has nothing to do with the hospital!"

As he said that, the dean also prepared a responsibility agreement and handed it to Li Yue.

"good."

Li Yue signed his name without any hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the boiler, ignite the fire and poured water, and raised the water temperature to boiling.

Then Li Yue skillfully poured the medicinal materials into the water one by one, stirring the spoon in his hand constantly, and the whole process went smoothly without any delay.

It seemed as if everything was already familiar with me, and every turn was just right! Qin Xueyue subconsciously rubbed her eyes. At first glance, it seemed that something was really the case. Could it be that Li Yue really knows how to boil medicine?

Mr. Mo and others even widened their eyes. As people from the Chinese Medicine Association, they knew very well how to boil medicine.

Boiling medicine is particularly important in terms of heat. A little more will cause the medicinal materials to be invalid.

At present, Li Yue's technique is amazing. Without hundreds of experiences, he can't do so skillfully! It's simply a textbook-style medicine-making technique! This forced Mr. Mo to be cautious and stare at Li Yue's hands in a constant state.

As time goes by, the originally ordinary medicinal materials are refined in the pot and gradually blend together, emitting an indescribable herbal fragrance.

But what no one noticed was that just as the soup was about to be boiled, a trace of breath from Li Yue's hand poured into the pot.

Then Li Yue shook his palm and poured the medicine soup into the bowl, the fragrance immediately filled the entire ward.

The steam is vigorous, and the essence is dripping! Everyone's eyes are looking at the medicine soup. The pure soup color is without any impurities, just like the morning dew of the morning.

This is the perfect combination of all herbs to form the best state! The dean and others exclaimed: "He really...has he done it?"

Mr. Mo took a deep breath behind him, stretched his eyebrows smoothly, and said enjoyingly: "Oh my God, this taste is simply wonderful!"

"I have been to Chinese medicine for decades and have never seen anyone who can boil herbs so finely!"

But even so, the dean and others were skeptical: "I think he was just taking advantage of the troubled waters. Who knows whether this bowl of medicinal soup has any effect? ​​It is probably because he made it up."

Li Yue smiled softly: "Isn't you going to know if you let the old man taste it?"

Then he brought the medicine soup to the old man: "Grandpa, please use it slowly."

Mr. Qin nodded, without thinking too much, took the medicine and drank it directly.

"Gulu" As the medicine gradually came to an end, everyone became nervous and held their breaths uniformly. In the noisy ward, only breathing sounds of varying lengths were left.

Qin Xueyue's willow eyebrows frowned into the character Sichuan, and she kept praying in her heart, and she didn't even notice that her fingertips gradually penetrated into her palms.

There must be no problem! Only the dean and Han Qianqian looked at each other and smiled at each other's conspiracy.

In fact, they were just acting, with the purpose of putting the blame on Li Yue.

Mr. Qin's illness cannot be cured and may be in danger of life at any time.

Now that I have drunk the medicine soup made by Li Yue, even if something happens to Mr. Qin, it has nothing to do with them! "Hahaha, I have said a long time ago that this kid is joking about human life. A bowl of medicine can cure Mr. Qin with a fool! "

The dean sneered.

Just as he finished speaking, a magical scene happened.

The old man slowly put down the medicine bowl and felt that all parts of his body were emitting vitality, which made his body full of strength.

This feeling made the old man unable to wait to try to stand up from the bed. Qin Xueyue acted as she wanted to come forward to support her: "Grandpa, be careful."

However, the old man was very strong at this time and pushed Qin Xueyue away: "No, I can do it myself."
Chapter completed!