After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

When Fan Yajing said that sentence on purpose, she was sure that Shen Yanhe had seen the case.

After all, the most skilled doctor she knows is Dean Ge, but Dean Ge is not so good that he can diagnose the disease at a glance. Shen Yanhe is so young, so it is naturally impossible.

But she didn't expect that Dean Ge personally slapped her in the face.

The eyes of the people around fell on Fan Yajing with unknown meaning, which made her face burn with pain, and her heart was filled with shock and astonishment.

This woman's medical skills are so good?

Dean Ge glanced at Fan Yajing slightly dissatisfied, then turned to look at Shen Yanhe with a smile on his face: "Xiao Shen, I haven't introduced you yet, this patient's name is Li Huilan, then It's her son, Gao Lezhi."

"Two, Xiao Shen is the internationally renowned Dr. YM."

Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, put the water glass in his hand on the table, sanitized his hands with the hand sanitizer on the table, got up and came to Li Huilan's side, and said softly: "I'm offended."

While examining Li Huilan, she asked, "Your brain injury was caused by drugs. When did it occur? What drugs have you taken before?"

The cranial nerve is damaged, and the symptoms of hemifacial spasm and twitching will appear.

After the woman entered the office, Shen Yanhe had been carefully observing her every move.

Shen Yanhe: "Give me your hand."

Li Huilan cooperatively handed Shen Yanhe her hand, asking her to take the pulse.

"Doctor, my mother's symptoms started to appear two years ago, but she was still in good health two years ago, and she didn't take any medicines. She usually only drank two packs of Banlangen when she got angry."

Standing aside, Gao Lezhi thought for a while, then frowned and said, "Two years ago, when my mother traveled to country M, she met a kidnapper abroad and was held hostage for several days. It was my father who contacted his uncle who was abroad. The one who rescued my mother, that is, since then, my mother has started to feel unwell, could it be..."

At that time, what was Li Huilan fed?

Li Huilan also seemed to remember something, frowned and said: "I was taken away by the kidnappers when I went to the bank to withdraw money. I was covered by them at the time, but I could smell the place where they took me. Full of the smell of disinfectant, very like a hospital."

"But I didn't take any medicine at that time, except to eat the food they gave me every day, but I didn't feel any peculiar smell when I ate those foods in my mouth..."

"Besides, I'm just an ordinary woman, why are they drugging me?"

Li Huilan couldn't understand it.

Shen Yanhe didn't speak, but took Li Huilan's pulse carefully.

Li Huilan looked at her with some anxiety, and asked hesitantly, "Doctor, can I still be cured?"

"It can be cured, but a minor operation is required." Shen Yanhe withdrew her hand and looked at Xie Muchuan and his group: "Who of you want to help me?"

All the doctors except Fan Yajing raised their hands together and said in unison: "Me!"

Fan Yajing's face was a bit ugly.

Xie Muchuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly: "The operation won't require so many people."

Dean Ge also nodded: "That's right, Xiao Xie and I can just go, you go back and take care of your patients first."

The other doctors silently looked at Dean Ge: "..."

Dean Ge rubbed his nose and looked up at the sky and the earth, but he didn't look at them.

He was also curious about how Shen Yanhe would treat the symptoms of brain nerve damage caused by drugs.

Be aware that brain damage is irreversible.

At least the current medical conditions have not reached that point.

"Okay, let's go to the operating room." Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, took out her mobile phone to call Fengjiao, and asked her to bring over the small medicine box she left in the hotel.

After the small medicine box was brought over, Shen Yanhe, Dean Ge, and Xie Muchuan pushed Li Huilan into the operating room.

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At the same time, Haicheng No.1 People's Hospital, Inpatient Department.

Outside of Shen Huai's ward, at some point stood a tall man tightly wrapped up.

The man didn't put on the protective clothing and went in, but stood outside the ward, silently looking at the extremely thin boy lying on the hospital bed through the glass.

He put his hand on the glass and gently stroked the boy's head, his eyes blocked by the sunglasses were full of guilt and pain.

I don't know how long I watched, the voice of the round nurse suddenly came: "Hey! Who are you?"

The round nurse came over with a vigilant look and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The man regained his senses, glanced at the round nurse, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm a relative of the patient. I just came to see him when I found out he was sick."

The man rubbed his hands, and asked with some hesitation and fear: "I, I want to ask, how is his illness? Can it be cured?"

When he spoke, he intentionally put on a local accent, which made the round nurses less vigilant: "So they are Xiao Huai's relatives."

The round nurse took a look at Shen Huai, sighed, with pity and sympathy on her face: "Xiao Huai's illness is one of the top ten incurable diseases in the world, and the chance of being cured is very low. He is alive now, purely by relying on Medicines brought back from abroad are supported."

The ward round nurse also has a son, and her son is as old as Shen Huai. Seeing him in such pain and emaciation, she felt uncomfortable, so she said a few more words: "I heard from Dr. Qiao before that the medicine is also There is not much left, if the medicine is stopped, Xiao Huai's life will be gone."

"He is also suffering. He was sent to the hospital to live in the hospital when he was eight years old. His sister had to work hard to earn medical expenses for him, and he had little time to see him. Sometimes I saw him sitting alone. In the ward, I am lonely, and I feel distressed."

The round nurse hesitated to speak, sighed and said: "You relatives, if you are free, come and talk to him more."

The man's throat seemed to be blocked by a large lump of wet cotton, and his heart was crushed by a huge stone of tens of millions of tons. The pain and discomfort made him almost unable to breathe.

He swallowed hard, his eyes hidden under the sunglasses had turned scarlet: "Do you know the name of that medicine? It must be very expensive, right?"

"Imported medicines are not expensive." The ward round nurse thought for a while and said, "I heard Dr. Qiao mention it before, saying it was called C or 02."

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously said, "C02 potion?"

"Yes, yes." The round nurse nodded again and again: "That's it."

The man's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist, restraining the surging emotions in his heart: "I know, thank you."

"You're welcome, keep watching, don't go into the ward." The round nurse shook her head, looked at the ward sympathetically, turned and left.

The tall figure of the man stood in the empty corridor, the emotion in his slightly drooping eyes was obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Shen Huai, who was originally drowsy, seemed to feel something, he slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously looked at the opened door of the ward.

At a glance, he saw a tall figure standing at the door.

That figure was like a sharp sword, cutting through his chaotic thoughts and making him very clear at this moment.

Almost subconsciously, Shen Huai shouted at the figure: "Dad..."