Ouyang Bing stopped, pinched his slim waist and said angrily: "Bah, do you think you are a gentleman wearing a pair of glasses? Humph, some people are hypocritical on the surface, but they are actually full of thieves and prostitutes. Fan Qiang, don't think that aunt, I don't know you! I heard that a female doctor in the Chinese medicine hospital was fucked by someone last month, and she had no choice but to be fired by the director. Afterwards, the beast refused to admit it and even asked the female doctor to go to the hospital for an abortion."

When Ouyang Bing said this, his eyes stared at Fan Qiang and said, "As far as I know, that beast is Director Fan, you, right?"

“Bad talk!”

Fan Qiang's expression suddenly became extremely ugly and said, "You are spreading rumors and slandering, which will have a great impact on my reputation. You are waiting, and tomorrow you will receive a letter from my lawyer to you!"

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

Ouyang Bing deliberately pretended to be timid, pulled Lin Xuan's arm, and said, "Lin Xuan, what should I do? Director Fan is threatening me?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Fan Qiang indifferently and said, "Director Fan, you are old at least, why bother with a little girl? Is it embarrassing to let it go?"

"you……"

Fan Qiang choked and laughed furiously, "Okay, very good, she is still a little girl, but you, Mr. Lin, should be considered an adult, oh, no, the deputy director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch of the First People's Hospital in your twenties, Mr. Lin's identity is unprecedented. I wonder which famous international university Mr. Lin graduated from, and which hospital he once worked in?"

Lin Xuan was very disgusted with Fan Qiang's sarcastic tone and said coldly: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I heard that you have made great achievements in traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. Coincidentally, in my opinion, your Chinese medicine school is all people who are old and have no ability, so naturally we can't compare with them."

Fan Qiang was just a little bit and directly expressed his purpose.

"Okay!"

Ouyang Bing clapped his hands repeatedly, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, and said, "Lin Xuan, teach this Western medicine director a lesson so that he can know what it means to have someone outside of him!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Qiang's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. Seeing that Lin Xuan had no intention of stopping Ouyang Bing at all, he suddenly felt a sense of arrogance rushed to his forehead and said, "Mr. Lin, we are more effective than whether your Chinese medicine can cure people or whether my Western medicine is. I happened to have a patient here. If the person who lost today needs to take a detour when he sees the other party, do you dare or don't?"

Punching acupoints is a basic course for beginners to learn acupuncture, which tests the basic skills of the acupuncture recipients.

Lin Xuan nodded. He wanted to know how many real skills this guy could take the position of director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Next, under Fan Qiang's arrangement, two interns found a pair of bronze men of the same size. They each divided 409 silver needles, corresponding to 409 acupoints in the human body.

A group of doctors and nurses from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch gathered around them for some unknown reason.

After all, it is a famous Western medicine chief doctor and a newly assigned vice president fighting for doctors. This kind of grand occasion that is rare in ten years is not something that everyone is willing to miss.

Dean Gu Feng put his hands behind his back and slowly swung over, without any intention of saying anything to stop him.

Although Lin Xuan has conquered most of the doctors and nurses of the First People's Hospital in terms of medical skills, he is too young and is now arranged to be the deputy director of the branch at the age of only 24, which is indeed difficult for everyone to convince.

So Gu Feng was also happy to use this medical battle between Lin Xuan and Fan Qiang to let the branch people experience Lin Xuan's superb medical skills personally.

Lin Xuan also knew that this was a critical moment and didn't care too much, so he took his group to the hospital directly.

What Lin Xuan did not expect was that Fan Qiang arrived one step ahead of him.

The group of them came directly to the ward of the most serious patient in the hospital.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Chen Yun lying on the center carpet in the living room with his eyes closed. Fan Qiang half-kneeled on the ground, pressing Chen Yun’s chest with both hands, and doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

The patient Chen Yun's family was standing by the side with nervous expressions on his face.

The patient's wife's name, Lin Meiru, heard the sound of the door and turned around and saw Lin Xuan coming in.

His face suddenly became dark and said, "Your hospital, a group of waste still knows to come back? Our Shen family has dogs that are more useful than you! Haven't you seen Master Fan sweating profusely? Why don't you hurry up and get a towel to wipe his sweat!"

A man who seemed to be the patient's daughter looked up at him, his eyes filled with disgust.

Lin Xuan did not move, but said with a voice Gu Jingbubu: "You'd better let this person named Fan stop. Your father's heart cusp valve is hypoxia. Pressing this way will press the heart cavity, and the situation will get worse and worse."

"Where are the wastes coming from? Don't pretend to understand? Master Fan is the first knife in the cardiac department of the First People's Hospital. You, a native turtle who doesn't know where to hear these professional terms, will not show off there!"

Lin Meiru responded to him without hesitation.

But then, the patient's daughter suddenly screamed: "Mom, no, dad's lips are getting more and more purple. I heard from my sister that this phenomenon seems to be called hypoxic respiratory disorder. If it is severe, it will kill people..."

“Get out of here!”

At this time, Lin Xuan didn't care about Lin Meiru's attitude towards him anymore. He pushed Fan Qiang away, turned Chen Yun over, used his left leg as support, held Chen Yun's shoulder with one hand, and slapped his vest with the other hand.

"Ah, bastard, what are you doing?"

Lin Xuan's movements were so fast just now. When the three of them realized, Lin Xuan had already slapped Shen Yun's back four or five times. Lin Meiru was shocked and was about to step forward to stop him.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, the few dry coughs suddenly came from Chen Yun's mouth made her subconsciously stop moving.

The patient's daughter said happily: "Mom, look, dad's face has recovered."

Lin Meiru carefully observed after hearing this, and indeed saw Chen Yun, who was still covered in black purple mouth, her lips gradually returned to normal, and her face became much rosy.

Lin Meiru glanced at Lin Xuan with an extremely complicated expression, not knowing what to say.

"Lin Xuan, what you did just now was just luck to restore Uncle Shen's breathing. I studied "Human Cardiology" in college. After graduation, I spent two years in the cardiology department. I have seen countless heart diseases. I don't believe that you can know better than me in cardiac surgery!"

As he said that, Fan Qiang stared at Lin Xuan firmly and said, "Lin Xuan, do you dare to compete with me? Who can cure the patient's heart disease the fastest in using the method he is best at?"
Chapter completed!