Chapter 1172: Hutong rushed to
Chapter 1172 Hutong arrives
Facing the sarcasm and disdainful attitude of Song Lian and his subordinates, Zhou An's mouth curved into a playful smile, "How do you know that I can't treat this old man in Tang suit?"
Hearing Zhou An's words, the head of the bodyguard, who had lost all hope and despair, looked at Zhou An with blazing eyes like flames, and his words were full of hope: "You, you can really cure Jiang Ye?!"
Zhou An's words were full of indifference: "I always tell the truth and never lie."
Hearing the seriousness in Zhou An's words, the bodyguards present were all overjoyed, kowtowing to Zhou An again and again, their words were full of excitement:
"I beg you to be merciful and merciful to save our Lord Jiang! We will kowtow to you!"
"Yeah, it was our fault before, please don't be as knowledgeable as us, save us Jiang Ye!"
Although they don't know how sure Zhou An is, Zhou An is already the last straw they can grasp. They can't prevent fire anyway, otherwise they will be the ones who will be unlucky in the end!
If they watched Master Jiang die in front of them, tomorrow they would only appear in the moat or the cement pillars on the seabed!
Master Jiang’s status is not comparable to them at all. Once something happens to Master Jiang, they will end up miserable!
"Wait for me, I'll be back later." Zhou An smiled softly at Zhao Fei beside him, and then walked towards the patient under the eyes of all eyes.
Take out the Du'er gold needle, give Jiang Ye acupuncture and moxibustion, and enter the dragon energy into Jiang Ye's body.
Zhou An used his thoughts to control the dragon energy, and poured it into the embolus in Jiang Ye's lung like a precise scalpel. With the power of the dragon energy, he directly devoured and refined the embolus that almost killed Jiang Ye!
Zhou An retracted the gold needle and pointed it at Jiang Ye's heart and lungs. The blood stasis deposited in Jiang Ye's heart overflowed from the corner of his mouth!
Seeing this scene, Song Lian's followers immediately misunderstood, and each of them looked at Zhou An with a sneer and made amends:
"Haha! I thought it was some kind of extraordinary character, but I saw it! This time, it's revealed!"
"That's right! Seeing that the patients are vomiting blood because of you, you still have the nerve to put on a show. Let me see how you end up with today's matter!"
Glancing at Song Lian and his subordinates, Zhou An sneered, "It's just blood stasis. It won't take long for this patient to wake up."
Hearing Zhou An's words, Song Lian burst into laughter, his eyes were full of contempt and contempt: "It's already reached this point, and you're still pretending to be a big-tailed hawk here, I don't know what to say about you, little bastard. ..."
Song Lian hadn't finished his sarcasm when the phone rang suddenly. Song Lian answered the phone, and when he saw the caller's name, he immediately put on a dog-legged look, obedient.
Hanging up the phone after a while, Song Lian looked at Zhou An and sneered: "You are unlucky, little bastard. My mentor Hutong genius doctor also heard the news, and he will come over later! When my mentor arrives, let's see if he doesn't expose your little bastard's lies." , then it will be time for you to lose your reputation!"
"Oh? Hutong? Could it be the Hutong dean of Kangji Hospital?" Zhou An couldn't help being startled when he heard the name, and immediately remembered the Hutong dean who had a good conversation with him when he was treating diseases and saving lives.
Song Lian glanced at Zhou An in a daze for a moment, and then said: "That's right! My mentor is the famous Hutong dean! He is very jealous. I told him everything that happened here. Come here and deal with you **** who is swindling and defrauding you!"
Song Lian's subordinates, doctors in white coats, echoed again and again, and their words were full of sneers:
"Just wait, little bastard, the genius doctor in the alley will never spare you!"
"That's right! The director of Hutong has a lot of contacts in the East China medical system. It can be said that killing you **** is easier than crushing an ant!"
Looking around at Song Lian and his subordinates, Zhou An raised the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "Yes, I don't know how many people threatened me with such words, but in the end, the unlucky one is always the other party, not me!"
Choked by Zhou An's words, Song Lian was like a bone stuck in his throat, and smiled angrily: "Okay! Very good! Aren't you very arrogant, boy! I want to see how arrogant you are when my mentor comes. Don't be arrogant!"
The atmosphere in the carriage was silent for a while, and a group of followers surrounded a man through the gap between the carriages and headed straight for the bus.
The leader is not Hutong, who else could it be!
"Boy, just wait until the game is over, my mentor has already arrived!" Seeing the arrival of the mentor Hutong, Song Lian sneered at Zhou An, and immediately hurried to meet the mentor Hutong.
"Teacher, you are finally here. Disciple, I look forward to your mentor like a seedling looking forward to spring rain!"
Hutong's face was gloomy, and when he saw that his apprentice had arrived, he calmed down and said, "What about that barefoot doctor who caressing about human life and pretending to be, take me to see him to see how I can deal with this **** today! I don't care about other places, But the medical community in East China absolutely does not allow such people to exist!"
"Mentor, that's him!" Song Lian pointed at Zhou An, pretending to be righteous, as if he was not out to vent his personal anger but for the medical profession.
Hutong looked in the direction of Song Lian's finger, the anger on his face disintegrated, leaving only cold sweat on his head!
In any case, he never thought that what his **** apprentice Song Lian was talking about was Zhou Anzhou's miracle doctor! If he had known, he would never have waded into this muddy water no matter what!
In my heart, I can't wait to clean up the **** Song Lian, just pretending that I have never been here, but seeing Zhou An's half-smile expression, Hutong already knows that today's affairs are not so easy to end, and I must hurry up to ask Zhou An Forgive me, the genius doctor, and get rid of that **** Song Lian!
Otherwise, if Miracle Doctor Zhou misunderstood him and thought that he was deliberately targeting him, it would be yellow mud falling off his crotch, and it would be **** if it wasn't shit!
With a flash of thought, Hutong hurried towards Zhou An.
Seeing this scene, Song Lian and his followers looked at Zhou An one after another, and their words were full of ridicule:
"Boy, don't you pretend to be a big-tailed eagle! If you have the guts, try to pretend in front of the alley genius doctor!"
"Haha, the genius doctor in the alley has an ugly face. It seems that he is here to clean up this dog. He just wants to put on a show, but he has no chance!"
"You are so sure that this Hutong dean is here to deal with me?" Zhou An glanced at Song Lian's followers, doctors in white coats, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Hearing Zhou An's words, Song Lian and his followers couldn't straighten their backs from laughing, and almost lost their breath from laughing:
"Haha, you are still pretending to be calm with us until now, grandpa is really laughing to death!"
"That's right, little bastard, don't you think you're like that funny clown on the stage!"
Song Lian was also full of disdain, and sarcastically said: "My mentor Hutong genius doctor didn't come to clean up your little bastard, could it be that he came to pay a visit to you? I laughed so hard..."
Song Lian had just spoken halfway, but the corner of his mouth froze instantly.
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the audience, Hutong walked up to Zhou An and bowed to the end, his words were full of flattery and obedience: "Hutong has seen Zhou An and Zhou Miracle doctor! Zhou Miracle doctor, why are you here? If I knew It's you, even if I'm killed, I don't dare to utter wild words, so I beg you to spare me!"
At this moment, the audience was dead silent!
(end of this chapter)