Urban Hardened All-area System

Kuai Changfeng nodded slightly when he saw Wei Qing. His eyes were filled with relief.    

    

Although this disciple was only willing to inherit his mantle and not the position of dean, Kuai Changfeng still liked Wei Qing very much.    

    

It was Kuai Changfeng's pride to be able to teach a top disciple like Wei Qing who had medical ethics and medical skills at the same time.    

    

"Yo! Old man, you are really not afraid of death. You are already half buried and yet you still want to join us?"    

    

Wei Qing pushed the doctor who was supporting Kuai Changfeng away. Under the latter's resentful and afraid expression, he hugged Kuai Changfeng's body with a smile.    

    

"Wei Qing, what are you saying?"    

    

"Doctor Wei, how can you talk to your mentor like that?"    

    

Jiang Zuo'an and Qiu Yishan were jealous of Wei Qing's intimate behavior.    

    

Kuai Changfeng waved his hand nonchalantly. He knew that this was the unique way for his eccentric disciple to care about others.    

    

It was a typical example of a person who had a sharp tongue and a soft heart. His face was cold and his heart was warm.    

    

"Stop talking. Take a good look. It will be very helpful for your medical skills to improve."    

    

Kuai Changfeng glared at Wei Qing and said seriously.    

    

Wei Qing was surprised. Why did the doctor care so much about the surgery? Who was the doctor?    

    

Wei Qing was stunned when he saw the situation inside the ward through the glass wall.    

    

Ye Zhinuo was wearing a hospital gown on the bed. She was half lying on the bed nervously.    

    

Her lively eyes swept over the dark crowd outside the glass wall, carrying a bit of panic.    

    

Beside her, a black-haired youth who was also wearing a white coat was carefully wiping twelve golden needles with alcohol.    

    

Wei Qing's face was full of doubt. Could it be that this young man was the doctor who was going to perform the surgery?    

    

This kid was not as old as his average age, was he?    

    

The person who was wiping the golden needles was naturally Ye Hong.    

    

He finally made all the preparations and could perform surgery for Ye Zhinuo.    

    

There were many doctors who had the same thoughts as Wei Qing.    

    

They had long understood Ye Zhinuo's medical case and knew that her situation was a difficult problem in the medical field.    

    

Hence, if someone could cure Ye Zhinuo, it would be no different than making a huge contribution to the medical field.    

    

Therefore, before they were invited, almost all the doctors treated this surgery as a grand ceremony in the medical community.    

    

However, when they saw Ye Hong's tender face, disappointment occupied half of their hearts.    

    

It was not that they despised young people, but that the medical field was so realistic.    

    

The medical path required talent, but the accumulation of experience was more important.    

    

There were many doctors with talent, but none of the doctors who truly had the ability to subdue others were below 30 years old.    

    

Some people even doubted it. It was a joke the hospital had made with them.    

    

Under the gazes of doubt, expectation, and disdain, Ye Hong finally stood up.    

    

He focused his eyes on Ye Zhinuo's unconscious legs. A string of data flashed in his eyes.    

    

Ding! Starting to treat the leg injury of the target according to the plan, he suggested taking the treatment plan: Ancient Healing Method of Qi and Golden Needle Twelve stacks.    

    

Estimated success rate: 95%. "    

    

"Even after so much effort, the system still believes that there is a certain possibility of failure.    

    

However, as Ye Zhinuo's brother, Ye Hong would not let this cruel 5% happen.    

    

Let his hands erase this 5% chance completely!