Chapter 0084 Snow White Thigh

"Grandpa!?"

Ye Chong looked at her in surprise and ran over, grabbed the old man's arm and kept shaking, "Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you? You talk, grandpa..."

The woman raised her head and asked the old man in the black and gray suit, "Grandpa Kong, what's wrong with my grandfather? It was fine just now! Why did I just go out to breathe?

Looking at her sobbing, the old man she called Grandpa Kong glanced at Wu Mengsheng awkwardly and frowned and said, "Uh... this, Xiaoyun. This...actually..."

"Well, it's all my fault. I knocked your grandfather to the ground. It's all my fault." Seeing that he was very embarrassed, Wu Mengsheng had to sigh bluntly: "Just now, Dean Kong kindly wanted to introduce Mr. Qin to me, but as a result... I was so careless that I turned around and hit him, and then... Alas, it's all my fault."

The woman said anxiously, "Then will you watch him lying on the ground? Don't you carry out rescue?"

Wu Mengsheng said, "We have called the emergency number, but it is a little remote and difficult to get there for a while. The most important thing is that we are here today for an exchange meeting. Who will bring those rescue things? Oh, Director Luo of our hospital is an emergency department expert. He will wake up your grandfather, right?

Following the direction Wu Mengsheng looked, everyone's eyes focused on Luo Haonan, but he couldn't help frowning and touching the old man silently for a long time.

"Director Luo...Director Luo? Is Mr. Qin saved?" He carefully bent down and lowered his head to ask. I think I must succeed, otherwise my life will be completely over. If I lose the position of dean, I may go to prison, and there will be no place in the medical field in China in the future.

He was so anxious that he straightened up, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a smile, and said to the left and right, "Ha ha, this... Director Luo is the elite of our hospital and a genius in the medical field. He became the director of our department in his 30s. There must be a way." Talking to himself, he seemed to give himself a strong shot, but he couldn't help but his clenched hand was still full of sweat.

At this time, Luo Haonan slowly raised his head and said to Wu Mengsheng, "Dean, Mr. Qin's illness... can be cured, but there is only a way to go to the emergency room of the hospital. Now I don't have any tools in my hand. I... I can't help it."

"What!?" Like a thunderbolt, Wu Mengsheng had a palpitation, and his hair stood up coldly like a demon, and his confused brain was like a piece of white paper.

"How...how could this happen, Director Luo, are you kidding me?"

Luo Haonan said with a serious face, "Dean, I really tried my best. This disease is not too difficult, but it's difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. I really can't help it."

Turning over the white smoke, Wu Mengsheng almost fainted on the ground. The person next to him held him and advised him, "Dean Wu, think of another way. Don't worry, slow down first."

He couldn't speak, but his expression of crying without tears made people know at a glance that he was on the verge of collapse.

The woman lying on the ground was already weeping at this time, and tears poured down like a flood that opened the gate. She grabbed her grandfather's hand, looked up and looked around and cried, "This is a national expert exchange meeting!" So many people can't save him. It's ridiculous that my grandfather devoted his life to the medical career and finally died at the hands of a bunch of doctors.

She said that everyone's faces turned red and white. Although she was very unconvinced, she had no choice.

The scene was repeatedly chaotic and difficult to deal with, and everyone sighed, and the crying of women echoed in the wide hall. It seemed that things were irreparable and became a foregation.

At this moment, Ye Chong took a step forward, squeezed out the first row of crowd, and came to the woman's side. "Miss, don't touch your grandfather. Let me have a look."

As soon as he saw Ye Chong, Wu Mengsheng, who was about to faint, immediately struggled to stand up. His open eyes were full of hope, as if he had seen a savior, "Ye Chong, your boy is finally here. That's great!" He ran over excitedly and opened his arms.

"Dean, don't come over and give the patient breathing space. Let's take a few steps back." Ye Chong waved his hand and motioned everyone to retreat quickly.

"Oh, yes, please give way, let me..." Wu Mengsheng also helped command the scene and let the circle surrounded by everyone expand out.

Ye Chong observed the old man and basically couldn't feel the ups and downs of his chest when breathing. His face became pale due to the ** of his heart. It seemed that his heart had temporarily stopped beating.

"President Wu, is this young man from your hospital?" The old man in a black and gray suit asked softly in Wu Mengsheng's ear.

Wu Mengsheng stared nervously at Ye Chong and said, "Yes, he was just recruited. This time I was going to bring him to the exchange meeting, but he had diarrhea halfway, so he came now. But with him, I feel a little relieved."

"Ha ha ha, Dean Wu, it's not that I don't believe you. Look at his careless yellow-haired boy, can he really come back to life? This is the national top expert exchange meeting. Without tools, even the experts are helpless. Can he... do it?

"This..." Wu Mengsheng can't guarantee that although he has seen Ye Chong's unimaginable medical skills once or twice, there were so many experts present at the scene. If he insisted that he could do it, his face would be bigger than Luo Haonan's loss, so he nodded with a wry smile and said, "Look, look, hehe... ..."

Ye Chong grabbed the old man's wrist, pinched the artery and half closed his eyes. After a while, he put his head close to his heart, and his eyes shook back and forth, as if he were thinking about something.

Seeing that he had been lying still, the woman frowned and asked, "You... can you do it?" With so many experts here, don't mess around if you can't cure it.

Ye Chong raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, signaling her not to speak.

After a while, he straightened his upper body, knelt down at his heel, just like a Japanese sitting posture, and then took a deep breath and looked at the ground.

How's it going? He...is he saved?" Wu Mengsheng was extremely nervous. Seeing him get up, he quickly came forward and asked.

Ye Chong frowned slightly, squeezed his lips, and looked up and said, "He suffers from severe aortic myocarditis. The blood vessels are blocked. In addition, the impact of the hard floor caused the blood vessels to surge in an instant, and the blood vessel head is completely blocked. It needs to be dredged as soon as possible."

"Nonsense, everyone knows it's this disease. If there is an instrument here, do you still need it?" Luo Haonan snorted coldly and smiled in his heart, "This is a failure. You can still show off in front of so many experts. Hey, there is also today. Let's see how you end up."

Wu Mengsheng listened and said anxiously, "Just give me a word, can it be cured now?"

Looking at him like an ant on a hot pot, Ye Chong smiled and said, "I can."

"Wan--"

In an instant, the crowd around burst into exclamation, but followed by all kinds of ridicule.

"This boy, let's talk big. Do so many experts still get a hairy boy to show off here?"

"Yes, he has just graduated from medical school at most. What can he know?"

"I think it's hard to blame President Wu this time..."

Everyone said all kinds of embarrassing words, which made Wu Mengsheng extremely embarrassed. He urged Ye Chong and said sadly, "If you can cure it, hurry up. I... I'm going crazy."

"Don't worry, Dean, you can take a good look." With that, Ye Chong raised his head and stretched his neck around, observing everyone slowly, as if he were looking for something.

"What are you doing? Hurry up!?

Wu Mengsheng urged impatiently, with his hands open, with a pressing expression of being chased by ghosts.

"Wait a minute, it will be ready in a minute." Ye returned and continued to wait and see.

He looked around and returned to the woman beside him. His eyes suddenly lit up, and then pulled out the knife that was slightly longer than the ordinary scalpel with a cold glow from behind his waist.

When everyone took a look, they took a cold breath and thought about what was going on with this person, but they actually brought a scalpel to the exchange meeting? Maybe it's to retaliate against the criminals in society.

Ye Chong ignored everyone's surprised expression. He held a scalpel in his right hand, pulled the woman's skirt with his left hand, and cut a big cut before she came to her senses, suddenly revealing her snow-white lotus root-like thighs.