"Room check, everyone go back to your beds!"

After Zhang Wei entered the room, he began to persuade the patients in room 208 as if he were coaxing children.

What surprised Zhang Fan was that the patients in Ward 208 were surprisingly obedient.

As soon as Zhang Wei finished speaking, everyone sat down quietly on the beds.

This suddenly gave Zhang Fan a strange idea.

Is there a possibility... that Dr. Zhang Wei is also the kind of person that even the Eye of Samsara cannot see through?

But soon, Zhang Fan gave up this idea.

After all, from the previous conversation, Zhang Wei did not show anything abnormal.

The patients in Ward 208 were so frightened that even the head nurse was so scared. It was normal for them to have such a reaction when facing the attending physician.

"Lü Dong?"

The first time he entered the door, Zhang Wei noticed Brother Xiangwu's abnormality.

He walked over quickly and squatted down to check the situation.

"Why did he become like this out of nowhere?"

Soon, Zhang Wei understood Brother Xiangwu's general situation and exclaimed to the nurse accompanying him:

"Quick! Send him to the rescue!"

Nanshan Mental Hospital also has an emergency room.

After hearing Zhang Wei's instructions, the nurse did not hesitate at all and quickly stepped forward to carry Brother Xiangwu out.

At the same time, Zhang Wei took out his mobile phone and quickly made a call.

"Hey, Lao Qin, are you in the duty room? I have a patient who suddenly vomited blood, go check it out!"

"Send it over. I've always been here."

Zhang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the other party's reply.

With this unexpected incident happening suddenly, Zhang Wei was no longer in the mood to conduct rounds.

He never thought that even though the patient was in such a state, the patient in room 208 could still remain indifferent.

After taking a quick look, just when Zhang Wei was about to leave early and go over there to check on Brother Xiangwu's situation.

In their sight, two figures appeared that surprised him greatly.

"Funeral brother?"

Zhang Wei looked surprised and asked in confusion: "Why... are you two wearing hospital gowns?"

"Well... no, the hospital beds have been arranged."

Zhang Fan helplessly spread his hands: "I was walking around the hospital just fine, but was suddenly dragged to the dean's office by a group of people. Because I didn't answer the dean's brain teaser correctly, I was sent here in the end."

"Dean?"

When he heard the word "Dean", Zhang Wei's eyes clearly showed a hint of surprise.

But soon, Dr. Zhang's expression returned to normal.

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"Come on, Brother Funeral, I'll take you out."

"Doctor Zhang, is this appropriate?" Zhang Fan asked knowingly.

"It's nothing inappropriate. You're not a psychopath."

Zhang Wei said without hesitation, pulling the two of them out.

Wang Kai hurriedly grabbed the "Imperial Seal" given by Ding Ge, and Zhang Fan did not resist.

If a doctor could be sent out, it would certainly be much better than climbing over the wall.

However, just as the three of them reached the door, the patient on the upper bunk of Emperor Hong Qiang suddenly jumped down from the sky.

"Good grandson thief!"

He is about the same age as the 'old Taoist', but his head is a bit bigger, especially the bones on his forehead are particularly prominent.

He landed accurately on Zhang Wei's back, and put his arms around his neck very intimately, looking very satisfied.

"Ahem...Uncle Zhang, please stop making trouble. I have something to do here!"

Facing Uncle Zhang, Zhang Wei had no temper at all.

From the first day of admission to the hospital, Uncle Zhang insisted that Zhang Wei was his 52nd great-great-grandson.

"You have no respect for elders or younger brothers. What Uncle Zhang? Call me ancestor, or call me great-great-great-grandfather!"

Uncle Zhang patted Zhang Wei's butt without any hesitation. Now it seemed like he was coaxing a child.

"Uncle Zhang, I haven't even seen my great-grandfather, let alone my great-great-grandfather. Please stop making a fuss and cooperate with the treatment so that you can be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible!"

"Tsk, what a useless thing!"

Zhang Wei tried to dissuade him patiently, but Uncle Zhang's face suddenly changed. He rolled his eyes at him, jumped off the ground, and then climbed onto the bed.

From the conversation between the two, Zhang Fan also collected a lot of information, and at the same time began to speculate about the identity of Uncle Zhang.

As everyone knows, there are no ordinary people in Ward 208.

Since Brother Kai’s grandfather can appear in Nanshan Mental Hospital and can also be the director.

Such an outrageous thing has happened, is there a possibility...

Is this Mr. Zhang really the ancestor of Dr. Zhang Wei?

With this thought in mind, Zhang Fan locked his eyes on Uncle Zhang who was climbing the stairs and silently opened the Eye of Reincarnation.

[Understanding...]

The system prompt sounded, and a huge amount of memories flooded into his mind. Vivid images kept flashing before Zhang Fan's eyes.

The first thing he saw was Uncle Zhang’s past life.

Uncle Zhang's family has been very poor since he was young. He could hardly afford to eat, let alone go to school.

Without the chance to go to school, Uncle Zhang could only help with housework at home.

Until one day, Uncle Zhang met an old Chinese doctor in the village.

From then on, after work every day, Uncle Zhang would go to the old Chinese doctor to chat and learn.

The two were both teachers and friends, until one day, all the members of Uncle Zhang's family starved to death.

In desperation, Uncle Zhang embarked on a wandering journey.

Along the way, he treated patients and prescribed medicine for people everywhere, and never charged any consultation fees.

Although life is hard, Uncle Zhang is very satisfied in his heart.

Over time, Uncle Zhang became somewhat famous in the local area, and many people came from thousands of miles away to seek treatment from him.

Gradually, Uncle Zhang was given the title of miracle doctor.

But suddenly one day, a team specializing in investigating "medical qualification certificates" interrupted Uncle Zhang's peaceful life.

Some people say he is greedy, some say he is a mediocre doctor who uses a lot of drugs, and some say he is mentally ill.

But in fact, Uncle Zhang does not have a medical qualification certificate.

A man who was originally on the verge of death, was able to stay alive for another two years thanks to Uncle Zhang's superb medical skills.

Two years later, the patient's family came to make a fuss, and it happened to be during the examination.

Uncle Zhang was thrown into prison and sentenced to ten years!

Over the past ten years, Uncle Zhang's mental state has become increasingly abnormal.

When he was released from prison ten years later, Uncle Zhang had gone completely crazy.

From then on, a ragged madman could always be seen in front of the gates of major hospitals in South City, taking people's pulses and treating their illnesses.

During these ten years, many fake traditional Chinese medicine practitioners were arrested, and the public has become more convinced of "modern science that combines the East and the West."

After receiving several reports, Mr. Zhang was sent to Nanshan Mental Hospital.

After reading about Uncle Zhang's past life, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

Sad... Really sad...

Uncle Zhang's life was pitiful, but it seemed that it was not Uncle Zhang who was pitiful.

A miracle doctor with high medical skills, who learned from an exclusive heritage, ended up in this state because he did not have a medical qualification certificate.

This is undoubtedly an irreparable and huge loss to the traditional Chinese medicine community.

Because from what Zhang Fan saw, Uncle Zhang had helped patients who had been given up on by the hospital to come back to life more than once.

With the rapid development of science and technology today, it is difficult for anyone to rediscover that unique acupuncture method and strange and bizarre prescription.

Even if it is discovered, not everyone will believe it.

What a pity...

Zhang Fan secretly sighed inwardly.

If I could receive Uncle Zhang's reincarnation, I would assign him to a good place to enjoy happiness.

However, after reading about Uncle Zhang’s present life, Zhang Fan still didn’t understand why he treated Zhang Fan as a junior.

So, Zhang Fan activated the Eye of Reincarnation and continued to look forward.

Doctor, doctor, doctor...

Zhang Fan was shocked by the fact that he had saved the dying and the wounded for eight consecutive generations.

Isn't saving the dying and the wounded considered a good deed in the realm of reincarnation?

How much merit can one accumulate by saving the dying and the wounded at the age of eighty?

Could it be that it was because Uncle Zhang’s medical skills were so strong that he saved the dying person, causing the reincarnation order to go wrong?

That’s true…

The King of Hell wanted him to die at three o'clock in the morning, but you insisted on keeping him until five o'clock.

Aren't you giving me no face at all?

But...if this is really the reason, then isn't the underworld a bit too stingy?

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan continued to flip forward.

Finally, nine lives ago, Zhang Fan figured out the reason.

He gave up his official position to practice medicine, traveled around the country, saved the dying and the wounded, and collected medical advice widely.

He diligently sought ancient teachings, learned from many sources, proposed the "Six-Jing Syndrome Differentiation", and wrote "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases".

A series of dreamlike images flashed before his eyes, and Zhang Fan finally understood the identity of Uncle Zhang.

The crazy old man in front of him was actually Zhang Zhongjing, the medical saint who made great contributions to later generations thousands of years ago!

Just as Zhang Fan was shocked, the system prompt sounded again.

[Practicing for ten lifetimes, keeping the original intention, saving the dying and the wounded, the merits are immeasurable! ]

[Current target age: 71.]

[Remaining lifespan: 102 years! ]

[System evaluation merit: SS level! ]

[The merit has been fulfilled, should we hold a grand ceremony? 】