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nine in the morning.
In Linhai Hospital, there are more than a dozen doctors in white coats standing outside No. 1 chemotherapy room.
The expressions on the faces of these people are different, including surprise, shock, disdain, suspicion, excitement
"The patient is here."
In an instant, all the eyes of a dozen people looked over. Four medical staff pushed the patient to the chemotherapy room, and three family members of the patient followed silently.
Looking at the patients on the cart, these senior doctors couldn't help but see a detailed information in their minds.
? Deng Shangwei, male, 51 years old, late stage liver cancer, cancer cell spread, seven complications.
Not to mention these senior doctors, even a practicing doctor knows that this situation is almost equivalent to announcing the death of Deng Shangwei.
His life may come to an end at any time in a short period of time, and with the aggravation of his condition, he will suffer tremendous pain physically.
Looking at Deng Shangwei, who was almost skinny and skinny, all the doctors' eyes flashed a trace of unbearable. As doctors, they could only watch the patient die.
This is a very cruel thing for them!
Deng Shangwei's state is obviously not optimistic, he is in a semi-comatose state, and can't even communicate normally.
The family members of the three patients entered the chemotherapy room together with the medical staff.
This is Su Mo's request. He hopes that the patient's family members can witness the treatment today.
After the hospital staff pushed Deng Shangwei into the chemotherapy room, the doctors standing outside started talking in a low voice.
"You say, is Su Mo really sure?"
"Personally, I am not very optimistic. Although I also hope that Su Mo can save a life, Deng Shangwei's condition has deteriorated beyond control. No matter what treatment methods have lost their effect, to put it bluntly, even a big Luo Jinxian has come, but there is nothing he can do to recover!"
"Yes, this is not another disease, this is cancer. If it is in the early and middle stage, effective treatment measures can be taken, but Deng Shangwei's condition has entered the late stage, and there is no hope at all."
"I don't think so. Su Mo is the spokesperson of miracles. He knows Deng Shangwei's condition and dares to suggest treatment. He must have a certain degree of certainty. What's wrong with advanced cancer? It's not like Su Mo hasn't created miracles before!"
"That's right, I also believe in Su Mo. No matter how incredible things come to him, there are infinite possibilities. It's better for us ordinary people not to draw conclusions easily, lest we get slapped in the face when we get there."
Hearing these discussions, Qi Zhiyuan in the crowd snorted coldly, and couldn't help but say: "You all think highly of Su Mo too, how old is he?"
"Moreover, Deng Shangwei has advanced liver cancer!"
"Medical personnel all over the world have spent decades trying to overcome the restricted area of ??cancer, but have not made the slightest progress. It's just Su Mo. Even if he is a genius, what kind of waves can he make?"
Having said that, Qi Zhiyuan scanned all the doctors present, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Do you think that Su Mo alone can surpass the whole world?"
Because of what happened in Song Qinghe's office that day, Qi Zhiyuan was very upset to see Su Mo now, and when he heard that there were still people who thought Su Mo could succeed at this time, he couldn't help jumping out immediately.
success?
Nonsense!
That's cancer, and it's impossible for a brat to succeed.
Those doctors who supported Su Mo just now didn't know how to answer the conversation, and the atmosphere outside the chemotherapy room became a little awkward.
"Whether you can bear it or not, you have to bear it to know."
At this moment, a light and ethereal voice resounded in the ears of more than a dozen doctors.
Not far away, Su Mo and Song Qinghe walked over, and everyone greeted each other loudly.
"Hello, Mr. Su, and hello, Dean."
"Hello, Mr. Su, and hello, Dean."
?Su Mo and Song Qinghe nodded in response. Song Qinghe was about a foot behind Su Mo, and it was obvious that Su Mo was the main one. After everyone saw this small detail, their attitudes became more respectful.
Even their dean is headed by Su Mo, and these young people should pay more attention to their attitude towards Su Mo.
If one fails, you may lose your job.
Of course, there is only one exception, which is naturally Qi Zhiyuan.
When he heard Su Mo's words, he sneered slightly, and said loudly, "Teacher Su really deserves to be the number one genius in Xia Kingdom. Such a tone really makes me feel inferior!"
As soon as these words came out, all the doctors present, including Song Qinghe beside Su Mo, couldn't help but change their expressions.
This is a naked provocation!
"You don't have to feel inferior."
Regarding Qi Zhiyuan's words of running on, Su Mo's mood did not fluctuate at all. He walked slowly to Qi Zhiyuan, and said lightly: "Because, you are not as good as me!"
After finishing speaking, Su Mo turned around and walked into the chemotherapy room, leaving Qi Zhiyuan alone in place.
"You are not as good as me, you are not as good as me"
These words kept echoing in Qi Zhiyuan's ears, and his face gradually became extremely gloomy.
What is arrogance?
No, this is it!
It's too arrogant to ignore him like this in front of so many people
For a moment, Qi Zhiyuan's eyes were as cold and vicious as a poisonous snake.
However, seeing him upset makes the others happy.
The relationship between the dozen or so doctors present and Qi Zhiyuan was not very good.
Qi Zhiyuan's character is very arrogant, which resulted in him having few friends in the hospital. It was just because this guy did have two talents, so they didn't want to provoke Qi Zhiyuan for no reason.
Because of this, Qi Zhiyuan became more and more arrogant in the hospital.
Except for Song Qinghe, even the vice president was ignored. Some time ago, Qi Zhiyuan had a quarrel with the vice president, and the vice president was so angry that he rested at home for more than ten days, and he still hasn't recovered. .
Because of this, many people felt that Qi Zhiyuan was very upset.
Seeing Su Mo slap Qi Zhiyuan in the face so neatly, everyone couldn't help applauding secretly.
There were also two male doctors gloating and discussing.
"Oh, I really don't understand some people."
"How to say?"
"Why do you want to humiliate yourself when you say it's so good?"
"Maybe there is a hobby in this area!"
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
Several female doctors covered their mouths and snickered.
This made Qi Zhiyuan's face even uglier. He stared at the two male doctors who had just spoken unkindly, and said angrily, "Are you sick?"
"snort!"
Song Qinghe couldn't stand it any longer, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed? Get rid of me right now, and if you speak ill of Teacher Su again in the future, you can just resign!"
"Dean, you I am an elite in the academy, and now the experiment has"
"Are you deaf?"
Song Qinghe's eyes turned cold, "Disappear immediately!"
"yes."
Even in anger, facing Song Qinghe in this state, Qi Zhiyuan didn't even dare to fart, and left in despair.
There was a burst of low laughter outside the chemotherapy room.
At the same time, the atmosphere in the chemotherapy room was very tense.
"All acupuncture points have been identified!"
"All electric wires are fixed!"
"The pulse current has been diverted, Mr. Su, can we start now?"
Hearing these reports, Su Mo's face became more and more serious. He turned his head to look at the patient's family members ten meters away, and couldn't help but took a deep breath.
"Let's get started!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com