C4 Miracle

"That's right, beautiful lady. I see that it would be inconvenient to leave a contact method for us to contact each other since we are on friendly terms."

Wu Dong had a good impression of the beauty in front of him, so he wanted to expand his horizons.

"Go to hell! "You're still thinking about this even at this time!"

Jiang Xue didn't pay attention to him and rolled her eyes. She then reached out her hand to Elder Wang's forehead to see if he had lost his fever.

Wu Dong looked at Jiang Xue, who was constantly busy working, and smiled in her heart. This girl was really fond of him the more he saw her.

Jiang Xue saw that five minutes were almost up. Under the gaze of Elder Wang's family members, she had already secretly instructed the nurse to prepare the surgery, if Wu Dong was a mediocre doctor, after delaying for so long, he could only use surgery to stabilize his condition.

"Cough, cough, cough."

At this moment, Elder Wang on the sickbed suddenly coughed and sat up, looking at them all.

Jiang Xue looked at her watch. It just so happened that it was not too big, exactly five minutes had passed, she hurriedly put her small hands on Elder Wang's forehead, the fever had really gone down, it was simply a miracle!

On the other hand, Cheng Gang and Zhang Zhenyu opened their mouths wide as if they had eaten a toad, their faces filled with shock. This bumpkin who dressed like a country bumpkin actually managed to cure Elder Wang's disease, it was practically a miracle.

Seeing that Elder Wang had woken up, Wu Dong nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he pulled on Jiang Xue's small hand and said, "Step aside, there are still some steps that have yet to be completed."

Jiang Xue actually went back obediently, while Wu Dong took out a silver needle and pricked Elder Wang's eyes with it, then quickly pulled it out. Seeing that a silver needle had turned red, he quickly wrapped it up with a piece of rag and held it tightly in his hand, as if he was afraid that something might run away.

"This is good, Old Mr. Wang's condition is completely stable now, as long as you recuperate for a bit, you can leave the hospital."

Wu Dong smiled at Wang Yun.

Cheng Gang looked at Wu Dong, who had actually really healed Elder Wang, and asked with an ashen face: "Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I?"

Wu Dong looked at him and laughed sarcastically: "A teacher in the martial arts world specializes in treating difficult cases, what about it? Isn't Master Cheng's arm healed just like this? "

Wu Dong's words caused Cheng Gang's expression to change, and in the end, it froze on his pale face. He had practiced medicine for more than ten years and even returned from studies abroad, but he couldn't compare to a teacher in the martial arts world.

However, how could he be convinced? He said harshly, "Teacher Tu is the one who only uses unorthodox techniques. You're lucky today, otherwise, if something goes wrong, I'll show you."

Wu Dong really didn't want to argue with him. After all, it was just a waste of saliva, there was no meaning in it.

However, when Cheng Gang saw that Wu Dong had stopped talking, he thought he had nothing left to say. With a light snort, he turned to a nurse behind him and said: "Go, bring the medicine for Elder Wang."

"Take medicine?"

Wu Dong was startled, and then sneered: "Elder Wang is not sick, why don't you give him medicine to eat?"

"What do you know? Elder Wang's blood clearly contains heat poison. He needs to eat a medicine that can clear away heat and detoxify the body before he can recover completely."

Cheng Gang looked at Wu Dong with a look that said "you don't understand".

"Elder Wang is not sick at all, you're just messing around!"

When it came to treating patients, Wu Dong was indeed not willing to give in at all.

"Alright, stop arguing."

Seeing the two of them arguing again, Wang Yun cut them off, and said: "Since this Big Brother was the one who cured my father, then it means that he understands my father's condition very well. He said you don't need to take any medicine, so my father won't take any medicine."

Wang Yun saw that Wu Dong had cured his family's old man, so she trusted Wu Dong more.

Cheng Gang looked at patient's family. He already said that he didn't need to take any medicine, so it wasn't good for him to insist.

However, Wu Dong walked up to the Old Mr. Wang and looked at him: "Brat Wu Dong, may I ask when did Old Mr. Wang feel that something was wrong with his body?"

"My dad's body is …"

Just as Wang Yun was about to answer, she heard Wang Xiangguo cough harshly, stopping her in his tracks.

"Wu Dong, right? "Not bad, a young man. A young man of fearsome potential."

However, Wang Xiangguo did not answer Wu Dong's question. Instead, he nodded in admiration.

"Congratulations, Brother Wang's condition has finally improved."

Just when Wu Dong was still not giving up and still wanted to ask that question, he was interrupted by a voice that suddenly rushed in.

One of them was around fifty years old, with half a hundred silver hair. He was an old man wearing a big white robe, and this old man was the Principal of New Port City Central Hospital, Gao Changgong.

"Principal, when did you return?" Why didn't you inform us in advance? "

When Zhang Zhenyu saw the old man entering, he immediately went to welcome him.

"I just came back."

As he spoke, he laughed heartily and moved in front of Wang Xiangguo. The two talked for a while, mainly because of his illness, which was causing him to have a high fever and not be able to retreat.