At this time, Mr. Lu's father Lu Feng also rushed over. He frowned. Although something happened to his son, he was not panicked at all, and he was more calm than ordinary people.

When the man in the flower clothes saw Mr. Lu coming, he quickly lowered his head.

"Tell me what's going on?"

Mr. Lu did not see the doctors around him and walked straight to the man in flowery clothes.

"Mr. Lu..." The man in the flowery clothes didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Liu Dazhuang stepped forward and said in a crying voice, "Mr. Lu, Young Master Lu is still in the operating room, the situation is very critical..." "Operation room?

Which doctor in your hospital takes the surgery?”

Lu Feng was still afraid that the hospital would neglect his son.

"I am Dr. Zhang Bufan, a more famous doctor in our hospital."

Dean Wang hurried forward and said.

Lu Feng frowned, "Who is Zhang Bufan?

Why haven’t I heard of it? Dean Wang, you know the importance of this matter, too.”

Dean Wang nodded and said quickly, "I know, I still know this."

"I heard that you have a doctor who has returned from abroad, why don't you let him do this surgery?"

Mr. Lu knows this hospital quite well. He said that the person who came back from abroad in China was not someone else, but Shiraishikawa.

President Wang was sweating and didn't know how to explain, "That, that..." Now that things have come to this point, he no longer wants to make things difficult for Dean Wang, "No matter who you have the surgery, I must ensure that my son comes out alive."

Mr. Lu's words were very majestic, and no one dared to say anything after hearing this. Dean Wang was sweating coldly on his head. Now all hope was placed on Zhang Bufan, hoping that he could cure the person as soon as possible.

“What about the inspection results?

Come and take it to me and take a look.”

Mr. Lu's words were like imperial edicts, and he didn't dare to delay them, so he immediately handed over the things.

Mr. Lu couldn't understand it either, "Director Wang, can you explain it?"

"Anyway, the noble man is in serious injuries now, I'm afraid..." Dean Wang knew that Mr. Lu would definitely be unhappy when he said this, but he could not hide it. No one could bear this responsibility if something happened.

At this time, Zhang Bufan walked out of the operating room, but he was obviously tired, with sweat on his head, and the young nurse followed him. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or unhappy from Zhang Bufan's face, so he didn't know whether the operation was successful or not.

But it was obvious from the young nurse that she looked happy, and there was a smile in her eyebrows.

Zhang Bufan said, "The patient's condition is now under control, but he has not yet escaped from danger. It requires further observation. You should be careful when you go in and don't touch the silver needle on his body."

"Silver Needle?"

Liu Dazhuang looked surprised, "Is it possible that Zhang Bufan did not use the surgery, but the silver needle cured the person?

This is unlikely.”

Mr. Lu didn't know whether what Zhang Bufan said was true or false, but he knew that hearing was false, and seeing with his own eyes was true. He just glanced at Zhang Bufan coldly and walked in. The scene in front of him was that his son was covered with needles, which made him feel very distressed.

Mr. Lu climbed up, "Son, son, are you okay?"

The other doctors also walked in. The scene in front of him was that all kinds of sensations on his son were normal, which made Liu Dazhuang feel very incredible.

The patient's face now is completely different from the one who had just entered the operating room. Now he is breathing smoothly and his face is rosy, and his life has basically stabilized.

The patient's legs were fixed with splints, the bones were flat, and his breathing sounded much smoother than before, indicating that the broken bones in the lungs had been removed. Liu Dazhuang was very curious about what Zhang Bufan used. If he didn't admire him, it would be fake.

"Director Wang, where did this Zhang Bufan come from?"

Liu Dazhuang suddenly realized that he had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

"I just graduated from medical college and I am not as good as yours."

President Wang told the truth.

"This is unlikely."

Liu Dazhuang looked disbelief. He always felt that Zhang Bufan was a bit mysterious.

"Director Wang, I don't believe what he said. Are you talking about my son okay?

Is it okay if I have so many needles inserted on my body?"

President Lu walked up to Dean Wang and said excitedly.

The man in the flower clothes also knew that Mr. Lu had a better condition before, and now he was really better. "Mr. Lu, you didn't know that when he first came, Mr. Lu almost died. It would be good to save his life like this."

Mr. Lu glanced at the man in the flowery clothes and said, "You kid, stop talking to me. Now you don't have the share of your words! You can wait and see how I deal with you."

The man in the flowery clothes quickly stepped aside, afraid that President Lu would throw all his anger on his head.

Dean Wang felt that although the patient's current condition had stabilized, he could not draw a hasty conclusion. "The injured person's injury was too serious before, and it is hard to say now. He must observe for a while. The most important thing now is to rest."

President Lu was very dissatisfied with Dean Wang's answer, and his face changed, "Observation?"

How long does it take to observe?

We donate medical devices to the hospital every year. Now you give me this conclusion. Wouldn’t it be a bit too perfunctory?”

Mr. Lu spoke very sharply, but after he finished speaking, he realized that he had spoken heavily. He covered his head and said, "I understand, you all go out and let my son be quiet. I want to wait alone with my son."

Mr. Lu was weak when he said this. He waved his hand to the others. Under the leadership of Dean Wang, everyone walked out one after another.

Liu Dazhuang said to Dean Wang's ear, "This Lu is not a bit too big. He thought he was. They donated money and said it was a charity. In fact, it was for their reputation. He was embarrassed to say that something happened to his son and he blamed us as doctors. We don't know how many people we saved, and they are businessmen who have seen him. How many lives have they seen him."

"Okay, stop talking. Why can't you see you so arrogant in front of Mr. Lu just now? Now there are some things you say."

When President Wang thought of Liu Dazhuang's retreating just now, he had to retort.

When Liu Dazhuang heard this, he didn't dare to speak. He didn't want to hit the gun anymore. He didn't regret his failure to volunteer, because Liu Dazhuang also knew how much he had and knew his abilities.

The silver needle on Young Master Lu’s body in the ward was particularly dazzling. Mr. Lu was a little unhappy, "When will this cracked needle be inserted and can it be pulled out? I feel uncomfortable when I look at my son Yangzai."
Chapter completed!