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The first thousand five hundred and ninety-five chapters return to another world (2)(2/2)

"Just let him do it yourself." Chen Yuannan signaled Pang Xiaonan not to worry about it, and to leave some self-esteem for others.

After getting the bag, Pang Xiaonan and Chen Yuannan followed Mala to the hospital.

Chen Yuannan whispered to Pang Xiaonan: "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, just look at the specific situation."

"Do you want to continue to fund Magsan's treatment?"

"You want to continue funding, right?"

"Aren't you said? Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as straw dogs. There are so many such things in the world. How can I fund it?"

"So, let's look at the specific situation. If it's really out of help, I'll advise Malati to let go. If there is still a rescue, should you continue to fund it? After all, you've started all the time, so you can't give up halfway, right?"

"You, you're so meddling."

"You are the ones who want to meddle in other people's business and help others to the end."

"Okay, listen to you."

"Two benefactors, we're here." Malati shouted in front.

Pang Xiaonan looked up and looked at the house number, which was 303.

After entering the ward, Pang Xiaonan and Chen Yuannan saw a beautiful girl sitting on the bedside reading a book. When they saw Malati, they looked weakly: "Dad, you are back."

"Magsang, look, what did I bring for you?" Mala was so excited that she put a lot of food on the bedside table, and then said to Pang Xiaonan, "These are all bought for you by these two uncles."

Although Magsang's tired but his glittering eyes looked at Pang Xiaonan and Chen Yuannan, and then said politely, "Thank you uncle."

"Don't call me uncle, I'm not a few years older than you," Pang Xiaonan smiled and pointed to Chen Yuannan beside him, "You can call this uncle."

"Then you have to call me uncle, too." Chen Yuannan looked at Pang Xiaonan and curled his lips.

"Haha, two benefactors, sit down quickly." Malati moved two stools and greeted Pang Xiaonan and Chen Yuannan to sit down.

Pang Xiaonan did not sit down, but walked to Magsan.

Magsan has a beautiful face and very three-dimensional facial features. No wonder the bald head is good at making a decision.

As soon as he entered the ward, Pang Xiaonan discovered that Magsan did not look like an ordinary patient.

Although Magsan's mental state is not very good, Pang Xiaonan captured Magsan's healthy atmosphere. Yes, from a physiological point of view, Magsan is no different from ordinary people.

Pang Xiaonan has mastered the ability of looking at Qi and does not need to activate his spiritual consciousness.

"Don't you mind if I'll take your pulse?" Pang Xiaonan asked Magsang for his opinion.

"Are you a doctor?" Magsan's big eyes blinked, and his long eyelashes were like two small brushes.

"He is a very famous doctor." Chen Yuannan added, strengthening Pang Xiaonan's authority, because Pang Xiaonan's age seems to make people less confident.

"Mr. Pang, look at it, I believe you." Malati had no doubts about Pang Xiaonan either.

So Magsan took the initiative to stretch out her right hand. She was used to being treated by various doctors. In the past few years, her studies have stopped. She followed Maladi around just to cure her illness.

Pang Xiaonan stretched out three fingers of his right hand and gently placed them on Magsang's vein. As soon as he touched Magsang's skin, he felt a strange feeling.

Magsan's skin was as smooth as silk satin, with delicate patterns like milk, and it felt a little cold as soon as it touched. But soon after, Pang Xiaonan felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual power in Magsan's body.

"Is there actually spiritual power?" Pang Xiaonan rarely noticed the existence of spiritual power in ordinary people. Even Li Yisi and others who taught the spiritual breathing technique, only a very small amount of spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies, and the spiritual power contained in Magsang's body has exceeded Li Yisi's level.

Then Pang Xiaonan instilled his spiritual consciousness into Magsang's meridians from his fingertips, and followed the meridians to search every corner of Magsang's body without any omissions. Finally, he came to the conclusion.

"Uncle Pang, your fingers seem to have a very warm feeling." Magsang felt the spiritual power output from Pang Xiaonan and felt extremely comfortable in her body. This was the most comfortable experience she felt since she was sick. It has been a long time since she had such a feeling like bathing in the sun.

"I said, don't call me uncle," Pang Xiaonan said seriously, "I just graduated from college not long ago."

Pang Xiaonan took back his hand for taking his pulse and said to Chen Yuannan: "She has no leukemia."

"Are you sure?" Although Chen Yuannan knew that Pang Xiaonan was a doctor and that he was a master of martial arts, he was still a little worried about Pang Xiaonan's courage to easily make conclusions about major diseases.

"Well, I'm sure." Pang Xiaonan nodded.

"No, Mr. Pang," Malati was surprised when he heard Pang Xiaonan's conclusion. "The hospital was diagnosed with Magsan with leukemia, which is an authoritative leukemia at the Dongli Military Academy."

"Listen to me, Malati, Magsan's disease is very similar to leukemia, but the root cause of his disease is not leukemia," Pang Xiaonan turned his head to look at Magsan, "Think about it carefully, if it is really leukemia, why can she last for so long?"

Seeing that Malati was a little dazed, Pang Xiaonan added again: "How long can the leukemia patients you know usually last?"

"I don't know this, but the doctor told me that some leukemia patients can persist for a long time if they are not in serious condition, so the doctor kept me confident."

Although Malati said this, he saw with his own eyes a patient living next to Magsan. He only took half a day to be admitted to the hospital in the morning and died before dark.

But he was unwilling to tell the sad fact, as this incident would have a great blow to Magsan. Malati knew that the large number of terminally ill patients sometimes rely on a will to persevere.

If we tell Magsan at this time that the final result of leukemia is beyond help, Magsan himself would give up treatment from the bottom of his heart, and that would be really not far from death.

"Malati, if you believe me, I can cure your daughter, but she can't stay here, she needs to be discharged from the hospital immediately." Pang Xiaonan knows how to cure Magsang's disease, which is definitely not the current treatment plan.

"But..." Malati hesitated. He didn't know if Pang Xiaonan was a doctor, but he knew that the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy was an authority. "Mr. Pang, is it better to treat the disease in the hospital?"

"Malati, you haven't paid all the fees today, hurry up and make up for it." A young doctor entered the ward and walked straight to Magsan's bed.

"Doctor Freeman, I'll pay the money now," Malati stood still. He didn't move. There was no money to renew now. "You can show my daughter first if she's getting better today."

Dr. Freeman is a blond and blue-eyed man in his thirties. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked very authoritative.

"Malati, I have told you many times that leukemia is a long treatment process, and it is not possible to see the effect in one or two days. You must be prepared for long-term treatment."

Dr. Freeman picked up the medical card at the head of Magsan's bed and looked at it, saying, "You see, you didn't pay the fee, some medicines have been stopped. Don't waste time. If you don't find a way to renew the fee, the treatment will be abandoned halfway."

Dr. Freeman's meaning is very clear, that is, he urges Malati to pay the fee immediately.

"Malati, you should listen to me and let your daughter be discharged from the hospital. I'll help you with treatment."

Pang Xiaonan knew that Malati had no rice to put it in the pot. Not only could Magasan not be cured in the hospital, but he would also continue to overdraw Malati's financial resources, which would have no benefits.

"Who are you?" Dr. Freeman noticed Pang Xiaonan and was shocked by his words. "I am the attending doctor of Magsan. Can she be discharged from the hospital? I think I am confident that you are here to encourage the patient to be discharged from the hospital. Do you know what the consequences are?"

"Hello, Dr. Freeman, right?" Pang Xiaonan said politely, "I think your treatment plan is wrong. Magsan is not leukemia."

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"Not leukemia?" Dr. Freeman's face turned cold and cold, "What evidence do you have to judge that she is not leukemia? Also, are you a doctor? Young man, don't just comment here casually, this is an affiliated hospital of Dongli Military Academy!"

Dr. Freeman obviously looked down on Pang Xiaonan because in the hematology department, Freeman is also a trump card. He didn't know how many blood diseases he had cured, but now he was questioned by an inconspicuous boy, which is really unbearable.

"I know this is the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy," Pang Xiaonan raised the corner of his mouth, "I am also a doctor in this hospital. Now I suspect that your diagnosis has been wrong."

"Are you a doctor in our hospital?" Dr. Freeman's face appeared a little surprised, but soon became cold again. "Stop kidding, you still want to be a doctor in our hospital. Who gives you the courage to pretend to be a doctor here?"

Dr. Freeman is sure that he is so confident that Pang Xiaonan is definitely making a fuss about it here.

This is an affiliated hospital of Dongli Military Academy and one of the top hospitals in China. It is completely impossible to become a doctor here without outstanding academic qualifications and excellent treatment skills.

In terms of academic qualifications, it is at least a possibility that Pang Xiaonan has been eliminated, because basically the doctors at the hospitals affiliated to Dongli Military Academy all have doctoral degrees. If a person wants to study for a doctorate, he must be at least 30 years old.

Looking at Pang Xiaonan again, where is the shadow of a doctor?

"If you don't believe that I am a doctor, you can call Dr. Qiu." Pang Xiaonan thought that Dr. Freeman might have just entered the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy, and Aunt Mei had heard of her name.

"Doctor Qiu?" Dr. Freeman said disdainfully, "Which Doctor Qiu? There are too many Doctor Qiu from our hospital. Oh, I understand. Which lower-level hospital did you come to us for further study?"

As a top hospital, the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy also undertakes teaching tasks for many small hospitals, and many advanced treatment concepts and medical methods radiate from here to many listed hospitals at the lower level.

"What happened?" At this time, an old man entered the ward with a bunch of white coats.

While outside the door, the old man heard a dispute in the ward.

"Director of the Household Department." Dr. Freeman bowed respectfully to the old man.

The visitor is the boss of the hematology department, Junichi, the upper dou.

"Doctor Freeman, what happened," Junichi Uedo's face was full of kindness. "I told you many times, be patient and warm with patients, and don't always argue with patients."

Junichi Ueto came to patrol the room today. Although he no longer cared about the specific treatment, whenever a student came to the hematology department or a doctor from a friendly hospital, he would personally take him to the ward to express his welcome.

Today, a medical department in the neighboring state sent an investigation team to study in the hematology department of the Dongli Military Academy, so he took the initiative to take these medical experts who are powerful in the neighboring state to see his hematology major.
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