Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 652 - 652 651

652: 651 652: 651 Everyone in the ward turned at the sound and saw an elderly but spirited foreign doctor enter with his assistant.

“Oh, Mr.

Edward, you have finally arrived, perhaps you are the only one in the world who can save my husband!” Mrs.

Nicolas exclaid with overwhelming joy as she approached them.

The arrival of Edward brought her a glimr of hope, and her elation was only natural!

“Oh, esteed madam, please don’t panic, let see your husband,” Dr.

Edward reassured her, then asked, “Respected madam, how long has your husband been in a coma?”

“Oh, he has been in a coma for a year and a half!” Mrs.

Nicolas answered.

“That is truly regrettable,” Edward sighed.

Then, Mrs.

Nicolas led Edward to the bedside, her face pleading, “Mr.

Edward, you are the world’s most renowned neurologist, I beg you to save my husband, Nicolas.”

Looking at Nicolas, who resembled a stick of kindling, Edward said sympathetically to her, “Respected madam, rest assured, I will do my utmost to treat him!”

Seeing Edward’s arrival, the hospital director hurried over and said, “Mr.

Edward, welco to our hospital.

I am the director of this establishnt, I’ve long admired your reputation, I wonder how Mr.

Nicolas’s condition is…”

“Sorry, Director, I’m very busy, please forgive for not having the ti to answer your questions right now,” Edward interrupted arrogantly.

The assistant next to Mr.

Edward said haughtily, “Director, please refrain from disturbing Dr.

Edward’s work.

Now, imdiately, get Mr.

Nicolas’s dical records and examination reports for our doctor to review.”

The director’s face turned dark; after all, he was a leader at the Haishan Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, and here he was being commanded like a lackey by a foreigner, which naturally did not sit well with him!

Seeing the director standing motionless, Mrs.

Nicolas berated him, “Well, what are you waiting for?

Do you need to complain to the Haishan Health Bureau before you move?”

The director was startled.

A complaint to the Health Bureau could jeopardize his position!

He imdiately responded, “Very well, Mrs.

Nicolas, I will send for the dical records at once…

right away…”

Seeing the director in action, Mrs.

Nicolas ordered, “And from now on, you must provide whatever Mr.

Edward needs!”

“Yes, yes, yes…” the director agreed submissively.

He couldn’t afford to offend Mrs.

Nicolas, so he sent soone to quickly fetch the records for Edward.

Edward didn’t even look up as he took the dical records, and examined the examination reports carefully.

Afterward, he approached the patient Nicolas, lifted his eyelids, and carefully inspected the condition of the patient’s eyeballs.

“Mr.

Nicolas has a shadow on his CT, clearly there’s a blood clot pressing on his brain’s neural system.

Had surgery been perford earlier, the chance of success might have been higher, but now it’s too late…” Edward shook his head, “God bless!

Let’s just maintain Mr.

Nicolas’s current condition…”

To maintain the current condition ant at least he was still alive.

“What, maintain the current condition?

That would an letting my husband continue lying there like a vegetable?

Oh, my God, that is not what I want to see,” Mrs.

Nicolas said with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, respected madam, I am powerless to help,” Edward said with a look of regret.

Just then, an excited voice ca from the doorway, “Madam, I have found a very miraculous young doctor nad Ye Haochuan.

His dical skills are incredible; he might be able to cure my friend Nicolas.”

Mrs.

Nicolas quickly looked toward the door and saw her friend Steed enter with an air of excitent.

A young man followed behind him.

When the director and others in the room set their eyes on the young man, they were ecstatic.

Right, how could they have forgotten about this Junior Godly Doctor from the Haishan Affiliated Hospital?

With him present, why would they have to endure the insults from Mrs.

Nicolas at the Haishan Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital?

By this ti, Ye Haochuan had already beco a rising star in the Haishan dical community, and of course, how could these practitioners of Traditional Chinese dicine not be aware of it?

“Oh, dear Steed, my friend, are you telling the truth?” A glimr of hope suddenly shone in Mrs.

Nicolas’s eyes, which were filled with extre disappointnt.

“Of course it’s true, my mother was just cured by him not long ago, trust , his dical skills are really great,” Steed said with certainty.

At this mont, the Director of the Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital and the panel of expert doctors also ca forward, praising Ye Haochuan’s remarkable dical skills.

Mrs.

Nicolas also started to waver in her heart.

However, at that mont, Edward suddenly spoke with displeasure, “No, no, no, what kind of joke is this?

Traditional Chinese dicine in Huaxia has long been in decline, it’s a trick to fool people.

Moreover, as far as I know, Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners get better with age.

How could this young man heal Mr.

Nicolas?”

Upon hearing this, Mrs.

Nicolas imdiately began to hesitate again.

“You say our Huaxia’s Traditional Chinese dicine is a trick to fool people?”

It was Haochuan who suddenly spoke up, glaring at Edward with a look of displeasure.

Any disparagent of Traditional Chinese dicine was sothing he could not accept by any ans – it was his point of no return.

In an instant, the gaze of everyone in the room was drawn to Haochuan.

After sizing him up for a mont, Edward said arrogantly, “Indeed, your Huaxia’s Traditional Chinese dicine is nothing but a trick to fool people, especially that Acupuncture Techniques, Wikipedia has already made it clear that it’s complete pseudoscience.”

“Pseudoscience?

That’s quite a lofty hat you’re placing on it!”

Ye Haochuan laughed coldly, suppressing his anger as he said, “Alright, since you think that our Huaxia’s Acupuncture Techniques are pseudoscience, today I’ll prove to you whether the Acupuncture Techniques, which have been passed down for thousands of years, are real science or pseudoscience.”

After speaking, he walked straight to Nicolas, who was lying in the hospital bed.

At this point, Edward followed and challenged loudly, “What are you trying to do?

Mr.

Nicolas is gravely ill, you can’t ss around!”

“Where am I ssing around?

I’m going to treat him!” Haochuan retorted.

“Absurd, if our Western dicine is powerless against this illness, how could your Traditional Chinese dicine possibly cure it?” Edward roared.

“Nonsense, just because you Western doctors are powerless doesn’t an that we in Traditional Chinese dicine are.

Move aside, I’m going to treat Mr.

Nicolas,” Ye Haochuan commanded.

“You Huaxia People just love to put on a show.

Don’t forget, human life is paramount, I’m here today, and it’s not for you to act recklessly.

If sothing goes wrong, who will be responsible?”

“If there really is a problem, I will take responsibility!” Ye Haochuan was bristling with anger.

“You take responsibility?

Can you afford it?” Edward lost his composure too, shrieking hysterically.

“Why can’t I?” Haochuan said, and with a grand gesture, he drew the Needle Bag from the Storage Ring.

This magic-like move, witnessed by all those around, elicited a collective gasp of surprise.

Edward, however, snorted coldly, “Just a clumsy magic trick.”

Haochuan couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

His energy sunk into his Dantian, he mustered up the Longevity Gang Qi, concentrating it into the palm of his hand, and then lightly brushed it over Nicolas’s body.

Instantly, Nicolas’s clothes fluttered up like loose cotton, leaving behind only a pair of boxers.

“Ah!”

The entire room was shocked once again.

Especially Mrs.

Nicolas, who looked at Ye Haochuan with a face full of surprise, “Dear Ye, you are really amazing.

If you can cure my husband, I will definitely repay you generously.”