Zhou Yi didn't want to be too conspicuous before, but now the mysterious assassin has appeared, and the other party can mobilize official forces to bail the murderer out within half a day!
This is enough to show how powerful he is.
I can't rely on the influence and connections left by my grandmother forever. There will come a day when the connections she left will run out, and that's too risky!
perhaps--
He should also start developing his network of contacts!
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi said, "In that case, I appreciate the dean's kindness. I have already learned about 70 or 80% of my master's skills. If you trust me, you can let me go and take a look."
“If even you, the hospital director, find this a difficult problem, I imagine this patient’s condition must not be very good. He has probably already seen many doctors.”
"It wouldn't make a difference if one more person went to see it; perhaps I could find a solution from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine."
The dean pondered for a while and decided it was worth a try.
after all;
Zhou Yi's medical skills, as demonstrated just now, are clearly superior to mine!
After making the decision, the dean made a phone call in front of Zhou Yi.
After receiving consent over the phone, the hospital director looked relieved and said to Zhou Yi after hanging up, "They've agreed to let you see a doctor."
"If you have time now, we'll set off immediately."
Seeing the dean's anxiety, Zhou Yi looked down at his grandmother. The toxins in her body had been mostly cleared, and she was temporarily fine.
“Okay.” Zhou Yi nodded.
He was also very curious about the identity of the person who could make the dean take such a big deal of attention.
The dean did not allow the driver to drive.
Instead, he drove Zhou Yi to the administrative compound in Luzhou City. After explaining their purpose to the guards at the gate, they were able to pass through layers of checks and enter Building No. 6.
On the way here, the hospital director had already told Zhou Yi about the patient's identity.
The dean glanced at Zhou Yi out of the corner of his eye and saw that Zhou Yi's expression was calm. He did not look around or show excessive excitement after entering the administrative compound.
The dean nodded secretly.
As expected of the heir to the Zhou Group, although young, he is calm and composed, unlike most young people who show their emotions easily.
The secretary of Building 6 personally opened the door to greet the two.
Upon seeing Zhou Yi standing behind the dean, her smile froze on her face, and she asked the dean in a tentative, surprised, and suspicious tone, "Is it him?"
"Dean, is this the young TCM doctor you mentioned on the phone earlier?"
The secretary had considered that this apprentice of the divine doctor was very young, but the young he imagined... no matter how young he was, he should be in his thirties or forties, right?
The image of the young man in his mind was completely different from the young man in front of him!
Judging from his eyesight, the person in front of him was probably around twenty years old.
He looks like a college student, right?
Seeing the skeptical look on the secretary's face, the dean quickly explained, "I have personally verified his medical skills. I can guarantee it with my medical ethics. Don't underestimate him just because he is young; his medical skills are better than mine!"
Please believe me.
When facing someone of the same rank, a secretary might not show their emotions on their face.
But when facing someone of the dean's caliber, he disdains to hide his emotions.
He's just not satisfied with the young people in front of him!
Even if the dean speaks eloquently, what experience can someone who is only in his twenties have? How can he compare to a senior doctor who is over fifty?
Art can produce geniuses, and there can be young people who surpass the older generation with their extraordinary talent!
But medical skills require clinical trials, time, experience, and a constant stream of patients and knowledge!
Even if this young man is exceptionally talented, his clinical trials are still insufficient!
The secretary frowned, warning the dean with displeasure, "I really want to believe you, but you should know who he's treating today."
"Even if he is a medical genius, he is only about twenty years old. Even if he has been studying medicine since childhood, he has only ten years of experience now."
"Dean, you've acted far too recklessly!"
Zhou Yi, who was standing nearby, had already anticipated this situation and did not get angry. Instead, he remained calm and tolerant.
Some connections aren't easy to build.
Especially people of this caliber!
Seeing that the secretary wouldn't even let them in through the door, the dean sighed helplessly and assured him once again, "I know this is hard to believe."
"But right now, not only me, but even the provincial hospital is powerless to help. What harm is there in letting him take a look? Besides, I won't joke around with my future."
The dean was afraid of not being allowed in, or even being given a chance to visit.
He had called his secretary beforehand to tell him that Zhou Yi was very young.
Unexpectedly, even after they arrived, the secretary still refused to let them in, showing no respect whatsoever due to prejudice.
I've gone through so much trouble to bring this person here, how can I give up halfway?
Besides, I had witnessed it with my own eyes! Zhou Yi's miraculous silver needle bloodletting method was clearly extraordinary.
The dean couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi, signaling him to say something.
Upon receiving the dean's message, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Since we're all here, why don't we go in and take a look at the patient's condition first?"
"Whether it succeeds or not is not up to you or me. Only after the condition is confirmed can we see if there is any possibility of treatment!"
"Given my status as a patient, if I pretend to treat someone even though I can't cure them, my future would probably be over, wouldn't it?"
"Once the diagnosis is confirmed, if you still feel I'm not reliable, then it's not too late for me to leave."
"Besides, nothing is absolute. What if I really can diagnose the illness? As the patient's secretary, shouldn't you hold onto every glimmer of hope?!"
Hearing Zhou Yi calmly express his views, compared to the somewhat nervous dean beside him, the young man in front of him seemed even more composed, appearing calm and confident.
The secretary stared at Zhou Yi for several seconds, feeling that Zhou Yi's words were indeed somewhat convincing. It was just a matter of taking a look at the patient's condition; whether it would work or not was not up to him.
I doubt the dean would bring an idiot along to court death!
Thinking this, the secretary lowered her eyes and opened the door to let the two in.
"Okay, you can come in and take a look."
"Since you came with the dean, the dean must have already told you about the leader's current health condition before he came."
"I've probably already told you some basic common sense, but I'd like to repeat it here."
"Once we leave here, we must not divulge a single word about anything that happens here to the outside world."
Zhou Yi nodded: "I know the rules."
Led by the secretary, the group went to the study.
"Sir, the dean and his team have arrived."
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