The Young Urban Doctor

"Luo Ziling, you are too presumptuous," Lin Lan didn't know where to pull out a gun at Luo Ziling. "What kind of identity is shǒucháng, can you blame it nonsense?"

When he pointed the gun at Luo Ziling and yelled at him, Lin Lan's body was slightly sideways, and from an angle that the old man could not see, he gestured at Luo Ziling a few times.

Luo Ziling understood the meaning in Lin Lan's eyes, and that was to ask him to apologize as soon as possible, and stop saying anything cìjī old man. Originally, I was very angry at Lin Lan drew a gun at him, thinking that this woman would avenge her, but after reading what she meant, the anger disappeared instantly.

But Luo Ziling didn't want to lead Lin Lan's love, he had his own pride.

If he comes to treat someone but feels like he is being charity, then he will never treat the person.

When I used to run around with my grandfather for medical treatment, all I enjoyed was immense respect and gratitude. How can there be such a situation today? The arrogance in his bones made him unwilling to give in, so he still stood proudly, staring at the old man without evasiveness.

"Hahaha," after staring at Luo Ziling for a few moments, the old man laughed, "Yes, it is rare to see such an arrogant young man, Lan'er, put down his gun. He is much better than you. In him On my body, I seem to see me who was unhappy when I was young, hahaha, there is a kind, I like it."

Lin Lan immediately took the gun away, and at the same time lost Luo Ziling's eyes, as if to blame him for being too arrogant.

Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a bit speechless to the old man.

This old man seemed to be praising him on the face, but he was actually praising himself, an outright arrogant man.

"What's your name?" The old man took the initiative to ask Luo Ziling's name.

This made Lin Lan very surprised, shǒucháng took the initiative to ask a junior's name, this was the first time in the world.

"My name is Luo Ziling!"

The old man seemed to have just thought of something. He stopped his smile and asked Luo Ziling very seriously: "Who is Luo Liansheng?"

Luo Ziling was a little surprised and asked curiously: "First...Senior knows my grandfather?"

He originally wanted to praise shǒucháng like Lin Lan, but after thinking that this kind of name was not something he could use, he would use the senior name in the end.

"I dealt with him twenty years ago. He is one of the people I admire the most. I never thought of meeting his grandson today. It was a blessing," the old man asked with a strange light in his eyes. " Where's your grandfather? I had hoped that he would be able to heal him."

"Grandpa is in the northwest, but he often goes out to gather medicine or help people with illnesses," Luo Ziling answered honestly.

"I had already refused treatment, but the deceased came to treat others later, so I have to try my luck," the old man said, motioning Lin Lan to help him up.

Lin Lan and the two little nurses who stood by the side, tremblingly dare not step forward, hurriedly came to help the old man from the chair.

"I can't move my hands and feet anymore. The only thing I can move is my mouth. I can only express my gratitude to you in this way," the old man nodded slightly to Luo Ziling after being lifted up.

This situation surprised Lin Lan and the two little nurses who were scolded almost every day.

They were totally unbelievable, the old shǒucháng, who was rude and cursed, would be so kind to a young man.

Lin Lan was even more surprised. She has been here for many years, has she ever seen shǒucháng treat people like this?

She knew some information about Luo Ziling, but she now felt that Luo Ziling's life experience was not as simple as she knew.

Luo Ziling's grandfather actually had an old friendship with their old shǒucháng, that is, the "God of War" in his mind, and a person respected by the old shǒucháng. As a grandson, how could Luo Ziling be a simple person?

Luo Ziling felt a little flattered with this old guy who had just had a big aura.

He didn't put on airs anymore and walked over immediately, reaching out and grabbing the old man's arm.

The old man saw that Luo Ziling grabbed his arm in a very quick motion, moving faster than anyone he saw, and he couldn't help being stunned. But Luo Ziling ignored the old man's horrified gaze, instead he concentrated on getting his pulse for the old man.

With a pulse, he was taken aback.

"You have been poisoned, from the poison many years ago, and you have been severely injured and have never recovered. The Qi pulse is disordered, the pulse is high and low, and you are very sick." Luo Ziling unceremoniously figured out his pulse. The results are spoken out.

Luo Ziling's judgment caused Lin Lan's expression to change instantly, and the two little guards trembled in shock.

The old man's complexion also changed, but he immediately returned to normal.

"That's right, I deserve to be a descendant of a genius doctor. My injury was indeed acquired many years ago, and it was poisoned at that time, and the poison has not been eliminated." The old man laughed twice, then asked Luo Ziling sternly: "You just Tell me directly, can it be cured!"

When asked this, the old man looked at Luo Ziling who continued to take his pulse without blinking.

Not only the old man looked at Luo Ziling, but Lin Lan's beautiful big eyes also looked at him hopefully.

She very much hopes to be able to say curable from Luo Ziling's mouth.

In order to treat the old shǒucháng’s disease, the army has hired many top domestic medical experts. These medical experts have developed multiple treatment plans ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but the final result is no effect.

Asking Luo Ziling to come for treatment can be said to be their helpless behavior, and the mentality of a dead horse behaved as a doctor. Moreover, letting Luo Ziling try it was Lin Lan's suggestion. If Luo Ziling said it can be cured and it can be cured, then she has done a great job.

It doesn't matter to Lin Lan that she has made great contributions, as long as she can cure the sickness of shǒucháng, who is close to her father, even if she is punished.

But to Lin Lan's disappointment, Luo Ziling slowly shook his head. "Senior, I can't guarantee if it can be cured."

The old man looked at Luo Ziling, thought about it thoughtfully, and then asked: "You mean, there is hope for healing?"

"Yes," Luo Ziling nodded without hesitation. "As long as you are willing to let me let go of treatment, the possibility of symptom reduction and even recovery is not impossible."

Luo Ziling's words made Lin Lan, who had been very disappointed, ignited a blazing fire of hope in his heart.

"Hahaha," the old réndà laughed a few times, and then looked at Luo Ziling seriously, "what's not to dare? I have never been afraid of anything in my life, isn't it just a life? I have been sentenced to death long ago, now from you I heard that there is hope of recovery, why don’t I try? Ziling, from today onwards, please help me with treatment. No matter the cure or not, I thank you!"

The words of the old man surprised Lin Lan again.

The performance of shǒucháng today is really extraordinary.

She also took a further look at Luo Ziling.