Ru Jiming looked at the other’s deanor and was even angrier.
The threshold for traditional Chinese dicine is indeed relatively low, so many miracle workers have erged among the people.
Because so herbs always seem to have so effect when taken.
But treating professional ailnts with Chinese dicine is very rigorous.
The dosage of herbs, and how to mix them, all have clear guidelines, so of which are even secret arts not passed on.
To read a couple of books and then dare to treat one’s own mother’s diabetes, even the acupuncture needles weren’t used correctly, the acupoints weren’t understood, yet claiming to be an acupuncture master who can cure all diseases, it’s madness!
"How could this happen, how could this be? I’ve sincerely tried to help my mother cure her illness! Isn’t Chinese dicine supposed to emphasize the relationship between people? Isn’t there that old saying that a mother and son are connected at the heart and can cure all ailnts? And aren’t there cases where a child has a fever and the mother receives acupuncture, and the child’s fever goes down?"
At the sa ti, he mumbled repeatedly.
His eyes flickered brightly and dimly!
"Who told you that Chinese dicine emphasizes the relationship between people? Chinese dicine emphasizes the relationship between people and illnesses! Stop reading things without authoritative sources. It’s utterly ridiculous to believe that a child can recover from a fever just by the mother being pricked with needles. So if your mom eats, you don’t need to eat anymore, right? Now anyone can wear a white coat on the internet, and people have a very strange defect: they only believe what they want to believe, which inevitably makes them more and more obsessed."
Ru Jiming still felt a bit compassionate, and imdiately advised kindly.
Yu Xinggui remained silent.
"Thank you, Mr. Ru."
Instead, Duan Jiawen thanked Mr. Ru Jiming.
She no longer wanted to bother with this husband.
After all, her mother has been treated by him, without amputation, she might only have a year to live, and could pass away any ti.
But with amputation, she could live longer, though not over three years.
So, Duan Jiawen felt very disappointed in her husband.
Everything sounds good, but who would have thought she’d end up with internal injuries for herself and her mom.
Her own treatnt was a bit better.
Her mom was truly miserable!
"Don’t worry, if you are willing to get treated in our hospital, we will co up with a plan. Your mother’s current condition definitely cannot be delayed. Amputation must be done as soon as possible."
Ru Jiming nodded, preparing to lead everyone out of the consultation room!
"Let’s go back to Huichun City."
The old lady seed completely drained.
She softly uttered six words.
"Go back! We indeed need to return to Huichun City! But it’s not for amputation!!"
The previously subdued Yu Xinggui eyes glinted fiercely! He stared at Ru Jiming viciously!
"Xing Gui! What are you doing!!!"
The old lady shouted as she saw her son’s deanor!
"Mom! I’m telling you! My treatnt is not the problem! They’re all in cahoots to limit and attack because my rise will threaten their positions! So we must not amputate! Amputation would fall right into their trap!!"
Yu Xinggui crouched down and shook his mother’s shoulder.
His eyes nearly deranged!
"You! You!!"
Fire shot through the old lady!
"I’m telling you, Ru Jiming! Real masters are among the people; clowns reign in the high halls. With your character and skill level, you dare call yourself a National dical Master! Hah! I will absolutely not fall into your trap! From now on, I’ll take care of my mom’s illness! With around, even King Yama can’t take her away!!!"
Yu Xinggui angrily pointed at Ru Jiming, spewing insults!
"You—, puh—"
At the back, the old lady’s heart burned with fury!!
A mouthful of blood directly spewed out.
"What the... Mom! Mom! What’s wrong with you!!!"
Yu Xinggui initially intended to say what splattered on him!
But looking back.
It was his own mother who was vomiting blood!!
Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he quickly ran over to tightly grasp his mother’s hand!
"Mom!!"
Duan Jiawen was also stunned!
"You, you dis— ungrateful son... puh—"
The old lady spat out another mouthful of blood.
And this ti, the blood was dark red!
"Mom! Help!!!"
Before she could finish speaking, after vomiting a mouthful of blood, the old lady’s head tilted and she lost consciousness!!
Yu Xinggui was extrely agitated and shouted for help.
"This..."
Everything happened in less than thirty seconds!
Ru Jiming, who had just been scolded, and his students, such as Lying Flat Little Chinese dicine and the others, hadn’t had ti to react and retort, they witnessed such a scene.
Suddenly dumbfounded.
"You doctors, are you all just eating crap! Didn’t you see my mom vomit blood! Save her! Quick, co and save her! Hurry!!!"
Yu Xinggui shouted excitedly.
"Ugh, go help."
Ru Jiming shook his head.
Well, originally it was already a broken body.
Now, adding to it furious heartburn and vomiting fresh blood.
It’s unsure if it’s simply being ignorant without knowing, or stubbornly unyielding.
"Alright!!"
All the doctors stepped forward to help.
Among them naturally was Lying Flat Little Chinese dicine.
Their expressions were all very bemused.
Just now, weren’t they called unethical, poor dical practitioners, unworthy of being National dical Masters, responsible for the mother’s condition henceforth, even King Yama wouldn’t be able to take her away?
Why are they now shouting for the doctors because their mother vomited blood?
They were thinking such a skilled person would heal the mother themselves.
Ten minutes later.
People were sent to the ergency room.
A large group of doctors jointly consulted and participated in rescue work, each of them tense.
Because Mrs. Jin’s situation is very grim.
Whether she can be saved, no one knows.
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