Tyrant Son-in-law

C197 Medical Competition



C197 Medical Competition

Seeing both sides going head-on against each other, it was no less imposing than a group battle.    

    

Lee Mo wanted to stop Hu Yiming, but the latter pressed her back onto the bed.    

    

"I forgot to tell you. I've already settled the loan issue for you. This card has 500,000 yuan, it's Wang San's compensation."    

    

Lee Mo was astonished and didn't accept the bank card. She quickly pressed her hand on Hu Yiming's arm, shook her head and begged, "Mr. Lin, please don't worry about me!"    

    

"If you leave this place, I will plead with the hospital!"    

    

"How could you be a match for Dr. Peng!"    

    

What loan sharks? What bank card? Her family business had gone bankrupt and she was unable to contact her relatives or friends.    

    

It would not have ended up like this.    

    

Is this the time to think about this?    

    

To actually want to bet medical skills with a B Class doctor, is this person crazy?    

    

"Don't worry, I won't leave. I can't lose too! "    

    

Hu Yiming comforted Lee Mo as he looked towards the window.    

    

Lee Mo quieted down.    

    

Opposite the window was the ward of Hu Yiming's beloved one.    

    

He suddenly felt very disappointed in his heart.    

    

There were always some people that she could not be envious of.    

    

He had always thought that Hu Yiming had gone against Dr. Peng because he couldn't stand watching her being bullied by the nurses.    

    

The usury was dangerous, but the man was willing to put himself at risk, even asking for compensation from the other party.    

    

It must be very dangerous for him to go out today, right?    

    

However, all of this was not because of her. It was because of that window that she was able to see the patient in the ward across the street.    

    

"Kid, tell me, how do we compete!"    

    

Peng Leehui disdained comparing himself with a layman, but he didn't mind teaching this arrogant guy a lesson in order to show off his charm.    

    

"A needle?" Hu Yiming raised his eyebrows and asked.    

    

Nurse subconsciously tugged on Peng Leehui's arm. She had personally witnessed Hu Yiming's acupuncture technique and knew that it was at the level that Dr. Zhang had shown.    

    

Peng Leehui nearly agreed.    

    

Thinking about it later, Nurse's words couldn't possibly come out of nowhere. What if this kid was really adept in this area?    

    

However, no matter how he looked at it, this little brat didn't seem like a doctor. His acupuncture skills were good, so he might not be able to pass anything else.    

    

"How can a child like him, who only uses acupuncture, be worthy of showing off?"    

    

Thinking for a moment, Peng Leehui smiled slyly and said, "This way, there are two patients with a high fever in the ward next door, do you dare to spar with them?"    

    

"Why would I not dare?"    

    

"Since it's a bet, of course there will be a bet."    

    

"Oh? What do you want to bet? " Peng Leehui became interested.    

    

He almost forgot this.    

    

However, this brat was truly a tough nut to crack.    

    

He accepted the challenge so boldly and even put up a bet.    

    

"You can definitely fulfill my condition. "Other than kneeling to lick my shoes, you have to crawl around the hospital for three hours and imitate a dog's bark!"    

    

"Sure!"    

    

Hu Yiming agreed without thinking. He was confident that he wouldn't lose.    

    

"You can do what I ask of you. "In the future, no one is allowed to make things difficult for Lee Mo. As for today's incident, you have to make sure that no one else knows about it!"    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Peng Leehui glanced at Hu Yiming in dissatisfaction, turned around and left.    

    

He didn't like it when people talked to him about conditions.    

    

When the competition was over, he would ruthlessly humiliate his opponent!    

    

Hu Yiming followed him. Leaving Lee Mo to recuperate, the three of them went to the room next door.    

    

Over there, there were two unconscious patients. Although there were still bottles of medicine hanging on their bodies, their faces were still flushed red.    

    

"These two patients, are caused by shoulder injury, a high fever caused by fungal infection... "Are you interested?"    

    

Peng Leehui revealed a proud smile.    

    

The two of them were in the factory and had been infected by chemical drugs, so they needed to purge the poison from their body before they could slowly recover.    

    

He did not tell the truth. He was deliberately making things difficult for them.    

    

If he couldn't even figure out the cause of the disease, could he really treat him carelessly? How many good endings would there be for those who went to the hospital in a hurry?    

    

"Sure!"    

    

Hu Yiming looked at the bed and agreed.    

    

Judging by the patient's physiological response, he already had a general idea of the cause. It was not a very troublesome problem.    

    

Peng Leehui was surprised.    

    

That was … Agree?    

    

He didn't even take a look at the patient's condition first. Was this a joke?    

    

"I'm warning you, the patient is not a mouse. If something happens, you have to take responsibility!"    

    

"Draw up a contract. I'll press the fingerprint."    

    

Originally, under these circumstances, the contract was not counted.    

    

However, with Peng Leehui's position, even if he took his life as a play for the contract, the higher ups in the hospital would still find him and give him a hand. Therefore, Peng Leehui was confident!    

    

"Sure, that's what you said! If something happens, the person is the same as someone you killed! "    

    

He instructed Nurse, "Go and prepare a contract!"    

    

Nursexin was indignant, but she could only reluctantly leave the ward.    

    

This was already an uncontested duel. What was this person pretending for? He was determined to draw up a contract, and when the time came and the patient died, he would lose his life for nothing.    

    

Ten minutes later, Nurse returned with the contract.    

    

The contract was fair, because she felt she had to win the situation, there was no need to make some more braids.    

    

During this period of time, Hu Yiming had checked the patient's condition and injuries. In a word, it wasn't easy to treat.    

    

Review it once, press the fingerprint.    

    

"Who's going first?"    

    

"Doctor Peng's medical skills are superb. Let me first become an amateur and gain experience!"    

    

"It's good that you know this!"    

    

Peng Leehui was pleased with himself. He walked straight to the bedside and opened the patient's wound.    

    

As soon as Nurse caught sight of the festering, green, frothy wound, she couldn't help but vomit. She covered her mouth and nose and walked far away.    

    

She was a nurse and had seen many disgusting scenes, but she could not even look at them.    

    

Shattered, putrid.    

    

It was as if this small piece of skin had experienced the most miserable purgatory in the world!    

    

The wound had been corroded by a strong acid called "chlorine water". No one knew what kind of environment it had experienced, but it had ended up like this.    

    

As for the results of the test, he only found out about it in the morning.    

    

Ye Zichen looked at Hu Yiming meaningfully. He firmly believed that it was impossible to cure a woman without understanding the situation.    

    

Peng Leehui retracted his gaze and put his whole heart and soul into treating the disease.    

    

He needed to measure the temperature, disinfect, clean up the wounds, and also needed to concoct fluids for the patients … However, in order to prevent any accidents, Peng Leehui had to do it a few more times.    

    

Only after confirming that there were no special phenomena did he dare to take the next step.    

    

More than 10 minutes after Peng Leehui's diagnosis began, Hu Yiming yawned. It was only then that the process of disinfection started.    

    

Peng Leehui kept a close eye on the device, afraid that the patient would have any clinical reactions.    

    

"Dr. Pen, I see you have silver needles in your medicine chest. Give me thirteen."    

    

"Go get it yourself."    

    

Peng Leehui was still immersed in treating the patient, so he casually agreed.    

    

Silver needle!?    

    

Immediately, he reacted and abruptly raised his head.    

    


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