Zhao Qingshan was originally worried that Chen He was young and energetic and could not bear the grievances. If it weren't for his old friends, he wouldn't have brought Chen He to Shenghua.

Not only are Shenghua and Huatian mortal enemies, but competition is inevitable.

Huatian’s board of directors has always been willing to invest money in infrastructure, and its equipment and facilities are one level higher than Shenghua.

But Shenghua didn't give in too much, and he trained many experts, and in terms of academic research, he was one position beyond Huatian.

Huatian also thought about poaching in private, but at that level, experts can no longer be poached by money.

Seeing that there was a hint of embarrassment in Zhao Qingshan's expression, Chen He immediately understood what was going on.

"It is said that the threshold for Shenghua is high, and it seems that rumors may not be groundless sometimes. Today, it has increased my knowledge."

Chen He looked at Zhao Qingshan, "Old Zhao, since they don't appreciate it, why should we stick our warm faces to the cold butt? I believe that so many experts here will definitely hold their hands and hold them, and there will be no problems."

Zhao Qingshan took a breath, and he didn't want the two sides to have a conflict, after all, he had to make a comeback in terms of face.

"Okay, I'll see him when your father finishes surgery."

The two of them turned around and were about to leave when suddenly someone called them, "Wait."

Chen He looked back and saw that it was Tong Hu.

"Xiaohu, what do you want to do?"

Tong Hu ignored the dissatisfaction in his father's tone and walked towards Chen He directly. He looked at Chen He's confident eyes and said, "Dad, I think he should give it a try."

"Isn't this a nonsense? This is Shenghua."

"That's right, it's not the turn of Huatian to come and show off his power."

"Okay, since you think Huatian is better than us, the dean, just let the patient be transferred to Huatian?"

A middle-aged man with thick glasses and middle-parted combed in the crowd walked out. Chen He looked at his badge and knew his identity, President Shenghua, and Musiccheng.

"Mr. Tong, you are making me embarrassed. Shenghua is not yet at the time when he needs to hire foreign players. If you don't believe us, you can transfer to the hospital."

Musicheng's words are very tough and there is no room for turning around.

Tong Shanhai was in trouble. On the one hand, it was the good intentions of his uncle and on the other hand, it was the rules of the hospital.

At this moment, a nurse rushed out of the ward, "It's not good, the patient is in shock."

Musicheng's face changed and he rushed into the ward, and the scene was in chaos.

Zhao Qingshan winked at Chen He. Chen He was helpless and followed him in. Everyone was all focused on the thin old man on the hospital bed.

Chen He looked at the old man's condition with his feet was really bad.

His face was covered in death gray, and his vitality was gone for 95% of it. No wonder so many experts couldn't do anything about it.

"Why are you still standing there? Your heart is resuscitation."

A doctor stepped forward and quickly started chest compressions, but there was always a straight line on the instrument.

"No, let's get electric shock."

"Okay, get ready now."

At this time, a voice sounded, "You want him to die, you can try the electric shock."

Musicheng looked back and saw that it was Chen He who spoke.

"Why are you here? Please go out."

Musicheng is the first courtyard, and he is still kind of speaking.

The others were not so polite, "What's wrong with you guys? You can't do it."

"Are you Hua Tianque's sick? You ran to our Shenghua to grab people."

"Security guard, ask the security guard to blow him out immediately, I don't know what's wrong."

Chen He did not retreat in the face of these people's criticism, "I just said one thing, and left after I finished speaking. The patient is now in a state of fake death. If the treatment is done properly, he can recover. If it is an electric shock, it will immediately shatter his fragile heart vein. Medicine Shi Wuling, OK, I'm done."

Chen He turned around and walked out the door, Tong Hu looked at Tong Shanhai, "Dad..."

Tong Shanhai looked at Mu Sicheng, and Mu Sicheng's face was trembling slightly. I wonder if it was because of Chen He's words that made him embarrassed.

"Young man, wait."

Chen He did not turn back or stop. Tong Hu stepped forward and stopped him at the door.

"Brother, wait a moment, are you saying true?"

"You will know whether it is true or not, oh, I forgot to tell you that you still have three minutes to hesitate. Sorry, there are still two minutes and fifty seconds left."

"Don't listen to him nonsense. We are following the rescue process. Can we still do it?"

"Dean, it's too late. Even the gods can't rescue them. This kid hasn't even grown all the hair, so he dares to say nonsense for three minutes. Who do he think he is."

Chen He looked up at Tong Hu, "Get out of the way, you can start preparing for your grandfather's funeral."

Chen He knocked away Tong Hu's shoulder and walked out of the ward. Outside the ward, Zhao Qingshan sighed.

"Let's go, I'm blamed for this."

He spoke with apology. Chen He did not blame him. He just wanted to help his old friend, so he would not think so much about it.

"Grandpa Zhao." Tong Hu chased after him, grabbed Chen He's hand, and forced him back to the ward.

"Director Mu, how sure are you to rescue?"

"This...is not sure."

Tong Hu turned his head and looked at Chen He, "Where are you, as long as you have 10%, I will believe you."

Chen He shook his hand away, went straight to Mr. Tong, took out a deerskin bag, and after it was unfolded, a row of silver needles appeared inside.

“Prepare the disinfected towel.”

Chen He spoke very quickly, but no one could react.

"Towel!" Tong Hu roared at the nurse, and the nurse realized.

Chen He untied Mr. Tong's hospital gown and gently pressed his heart with his hands. His beating was very weak, and he was indeed a state of false death.

He was lucky and suddenly punched Mr. Tong in the chest, with such a great force that it seemed like he was beating.

"Dean, isn't he making a fool of himself? Even if it's an external chest hammer, it won't be that kind of force."

"Director, stop him quickly. Is he saving someone? It's almost the same to kill someone."

"He doesn't even know the basic skills. Mr. Tong, if something happens, you can't blame us."

Tong Shanhai was extremely confused. No matter how he looked at Chen He’s technique had nothing to do with saving people.

But it would be too late to stop him now, and he would have beaten him.

What's more, Chen He had already stopped, leaned his ear against Mr. Tong's chest, listened quietly, and then exhaled.

“Chest compression.”

Chen He said again, these doctors did not react.

"What? Is he talking to us?"

"Who are you kid? You dare to use this, and the worst person standing here is the chief physician."

"Old Li, why do you seem to look down on us chief physicians?"

"Okay, don't take the role in the meeting. Now is the time to be consistent with the outside world."

Chen He's expression turned cold. These doctors ignored the patient's emergency and discussed whether he could afford to treat the chief physician...

"I'll say it again, chest compression."

Musicheng went up in person and started to press, and no one else talked nonsense.

Musicheng pressed it for more than ten times, and suddenly the nurse pointed at the monitor with wide eyes, "Look, my heartbeats, I'm alive."

Musicheng was also surprised. Chen He used the same method and the effect was so good.

Chen He was still expressionless. He took out the silver needle and stabbed it in Old Tong's heart. His technique was so fast that Musicheng couldn't see how many needles he had put.

Until Chen He stopped, Musicheng counted carefully, and there were eleven needles in total, which formed a strange pattern.
Chapter completed!