C11 His Identity

Seeing Su Beichen's cold attitude, Dean Zhang knew that no matter how good he said, it would be useless. He might as well get straight to the point.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Beichen, you were the one who pricked Young Master Tang's acupuncture earlier, right? Can I trouble you to do it again?"

"Isn't Tang Ming's surgery very successful? Why did you do it again? Could it be that some idiot pulled out the silver needles on his body?"

When Su Beichen finished the acupuncture, he specifically instructed Dr. Liu to let him finish the surgery and then pull out the acupuncture two hours later.

However, Dean Zhang did not take Su Beichen's acupuncture seriously at all. He forcefully removed the silver needle, and now he was scolded by Su Beichen as a fool. He deserved it.

Dean Zhang stammered, "That... Beichen, it's all Dr. Liu's fault for being too conceited. He felt that his surgery was very successful, so he pulled out the acupuncture..."

"Ha, I think someone pretended to be smart and removed the silver needles without permission."

Su Beichen did not hesitate to poke through Dean Zhang's lie. He did not give him any face at all.

Dean Zhang's face turned red and white. He did not know what to do to invite this little ancestor back.

Young Master Tang's current condition was very dangerous. If his negligence caused an accident to happen to Young Master Tang, Tang Aotian would definitely tear him apart.

When Su Beichen saw Dean Zhang's embarrassing state, he felt delighted in his heart.

Dean Zhang usually relied on his identity to collect blood and sweat money from many patients' family members. This kind of black-hearted hospital director must punish him.

He pondered for a moment. Su Beichen said faintly, "Dean Zhang, you can let me go back, but you must apologize to me!"

Dean Zhang froze on the spot when he heard Su Beichen's words.

"What? You want me to apologize to you?"

Dean Zhang looked at Su Beichen in a daze. He did not expect Su Beichen to make such a request. After all, he was the director of the hospital. It was ridiculous that he wanted to apologize to an intern.

Su Beichen glanced at him and said faintly, "Oh? Dean Zhang is not willing?"

"Didn't you already fire me? I have nothing to do with the hospital right now. Why should I help you save someone?"

"This..."

At this moment, Dean Zhang wanted to slap himself twice. If he had not scolded Su Beichen away, he would not have come to beg him so humbly.

Seeing Dean Zhang hesitate, Su Beichen turned around and left without saying a word.

"Su Beichen, Godly Doctor Su, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that to you, and I shouldn't have chased you away. Please go back and save Young Master Tang, okay?"

At this moment, Dean Zhang's expression was as ugly as if he had just eaten shit. Ever since he became the dean, he had never felt so humiliated before.

After hearing Dean Zhang's apology, Su Beichen did not make things difficult for him anymore. He turned around and rushed to the hospital.

Although Dean Zhang was very detestable, his grandfather had always taught him that doctors were benevolent. The most important thing in learning medicine was to save people, not to fight for supremacy.

After arriving at the ward, Su Beichen took out a needle bag and waved his hand.

The sheepskin needle bag was immediately laid flat on the bedside. He flipped his hands up and down like flowing water. In a moment, he had once again completed the acupuncture for Tang Ming.

Elder Qin had heard from Dr. Liu that Su Beichen's acupuncture was fast and accurate. Initially, he didn't believe it, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but admire Su Beichen.

Because even if he were to personally perform the acupuncture, it was impossible for him to be as graceful and elegant as Su Beichen. It was as if he was possessed by a Medical Immortal.

"You are called Su Beichen, right? I heard that you graduated from the Yanbei's Medical University, but according to what I know, that university doesn't specialize in acupuncture. May I ask who your acupuncture skills are from?"

Facing Elder Qin's question, Su Beichen lightly replied, "I have been learning TCM from my grandfather since I was six years old. At ten years old, I was able to inject needles to save people, but my grandfather has passed away many years ago. I will not tell you his name. I can only tell you that his surname is Qiu. "

Surnamed Qiu? Could it be Godly Doctor Qiu Yue Qiu?

Elder Qin shook his head secretly, thinking that it shouldn't be him. Godly Doctor Qiu had retired for more than 20 years. No one knew his whereabouts until now, not to mention that Su Beichen was just a poor kid from the countryside.