Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows, a little confused.

Just now in the hotel, Lin Han seemed to have little confidence in Mr. Wang’s illness.

Why now... ?

Is there any new discovery?

Before he could think about it, Su Su hugged Mr. Wang, who had calmed down a little, and comforted him softly:

"Look, Lin Han and Zhang Lao are here. Lin Han is so powerful, didn't you say so? He will definitely be able to save you."

Director Wang looked at Su Su inquiringly, then looked at Lin Han somewhat embarrassedly.

Lin Han comforted him:

"Being sick is not something that should be tabooed. There is no need to have such a big psychological burden."

At this point, Lin Han already knew about Director Wang’s condition, so there was no need for him to hide it any longer.

Since he fell ill, Mr. Wang moved his ward to this club.

The entire fifth floor is empty.

This is the lounge, and the other rooms are converted operating rooms and consultation rooms.

Although it was extremely expensive, it successfully avoided outside speculation about Mr. Wang's condition.

In fact, he did this on the one hand because he had to maintain his image, and on the other hand, his illness directly affected the share price of China Guardian Auctions.

If the outside world knew that he was suffering from a strange disease, it would not be impossible for Jiade’s market value to evaporate by hundreds of millions overnight!

Mr. Wang lowered his head weakly, and Su Su helped him put on the blood pressure cuff again.

**Re-enter.

He then asked Lin Han:

"Master Lin, do you have any solution?"

Lin Han put the prepared Hua Tuo golden needles into alcohol for disinfection.

Then he said:

"Your disease is recorded in history books. It's called intestinal amputation."

"Intestinal amputation?"

Mr. Wang and Su Su both opened their eyes wide.

They have been receiving treatment for such a long time, whether it is at the Union Hospital or at foreign hospitals,

No doctor can diagnose it.

But Lin Han made the diagnosis without even doing a detailed examination.

"Intestinal amputation, what is it?"

Mr. Wang saw some hope, but he didn't dare to believe it.

Can Lin Han really cure his illness if he makes the diagnosis so quickly?

Lin Han looked serious, but there was a distant light in his eyes:

"This disease was actually considered a difficult and complicated disease in ancient times. Although there are not many records of it, it is not completely non-existent."

He recalled:

"It is recorded in the Biographies of Bian Que and Cang Gong that when the great doctor Bian Que was young, he received guidance from an expert and obtained a secret medical prescription."

"Using this medical prescription to treat illnesses, one can see the problems in the five internal organs. Later, there was a legend that he could see through a person's internal organs."

"Once, when Bian Que was traveling around the states, he passed through Guo State. The prince of Guo State had died and was about to be buried."

"After Bian Que inquired about the prince's condition, he concluded that the prince was not dead. He first used acupuncture treatment, and after a while the prince woke up. Then he applied medicine under the prince's ribs, and after a while the prince stood up again."

"After taking the medicine for more than 20 days, the prince recovered completely."

The three people listened to Lin Han's story with great interest.

Wang Dong is even more fascinated:

"Then what?"

Lin Han shook his head.

In fact, the history of Bian Que treating the Prince of Guo only ends here and there is no further record.

"However, it was said in later generations that the disease the prince of Guo suffered from was colon disease."

Director Wang was overjoyed, with a flame of hope in his eyes: "Really? So, my disease can be cured?"

Lin Han nodded:

"Because the history books don't say how Bian Que used acupuncture, but according to the Xuantong Body Strengthening Technique, the acupuncture points should be..."

Lin Han picked up the golden needle and pressed lightly a few times with his left index and middle fingers on Mr. Wang's abdomen, two centimeters to the left of his belly button.

"Here, two centimeters on either side of the belly button."

Director Wang looked at the long golden needle in his hand and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said dryly: "Then let's try it!"

After saying that, he subconsciously looked at Su Su.

Su Su also nodded nervously: "Let's try it! We believe in you, Lin Han."

The golden needle was as thin as a hair, and it flashed golden light as Lin Han moved.

Mr. Wang adjusted his breathing and tilted his head to one side to avoid getting more nervous.

"etc!"

Just before the golden needle pierced the skin, a middle-aged man in a white coat pushed the door open and walked in.

The man has thick hair, a fair complexion, and a well-maintained figure.

With a sullen face, he strode to the bedside and stared at the golden needle in Lin Han's hand.

"Director Wang, do you want to give me acupuncture now?"

Mr. Wang obviously values ​​this middle-aged man very much.

He smiled a little embarrassedly and explained: "Doctor Bai... This is the Chinese medicine doctor I invited. I wanted him to try it."

Doctor Bai looked at Lin Han, then turned his head to look at the golden needle in his hand, and sneered:

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Which hospital? What's your title?"

He laughed out loud:

"Gold needles? Why? Gold needles are more sterile than silver needles, or are they more expensive?"

Lin Han snorted, twisted the golden needle a few times, and slowly inserted it into Director Wang's abdomen.

As Mr. Wang took a breath, Doctor Bai's eyes widened with anger.

"Follow me closely and pull it out!"

He pointed at the golden needle that was only about an inch exposed and ordered Lin Han:

"I and a dozen other directors have been treating Director Wang for two or three months, and you just come and give him acupuncture without even asking?"

“Who’s responsible if something goes wrong?”

“Take it out!”

Director Wang knew that he was dissatisfied with the fact that he had temporarily invited Lin Han to come.

Quick explanation:

"Don't be angry, Doctor Bai. I was the one who found Lin Han. I didn't have any other ideas. I just wanted to give it a try!"

Doctor Bai turned to Director Wang.

He knew that without Director Wang's permission, Lin Han could not come to give acupuncture.

But Mr. Wang is the financial sponsor, so Doctor Bai can only vent his anger on Lin Han.

What's more, Lin Han gave Director Wang two injections without him having to come. Regardless of whether he was cured or not, Doctor Bai and the others would not have the good results.

If the cure fails, Lin Han won't suffer any loss.

After all, it was normal and not shameful that Lin Han couldn't cure the disease that even Dr. Bai from the Harmonious Hospital couldn't.

But if the disease is cured, Doctor Bai will be very embarrassed.

Others would not say that it was because Doctor Bai and his team had been treating him for two or three months and had made a lot of preliminary efforts that Lin Han was able to succeed.

People will only say that the harmonious Dr. Bai is not as good as an outsider Chinese medicine practitioner!

Based on this, Doctor Bai can only target Lin Han.

"Director Wang, we have been treating patients for more than two months and have finally seen some progress. If this Chinese medicine doctor comes in and interferes, won't all our efforts go to waste?"

Director Wang smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

He is now in more pain than death.

He used to be a high and mighty chairman, and in social situations, only others were humble to him.

But now that I have this stubborn disease, I am like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Especially when it comes to doctors, they don’t even have a say.

"Doctor Bai, please cooperate with Lin Han... Don't worry, I have seen all the work you have done so far."

Despite what Mr. Wang said, Dr. Bai still refused to accept it, but he seemed to be more relaxed on the surface.

"cooperate?"

He looked at Lin Han: "You haven't answered me yet, which hospital are you from!"

Lin Han wiped his hands with an alcohol cotton pad as if no one was around, and then threw the alcohol cotton pad into the trash can:

"I'm an antique dealer, not a doctor."

Doctor Bai laughed dumbly: "Not a doctor?"

"How dare you give injections to patients if you're not a doctor?"

"Not a doctor..."

His question was interrupted by Director Wang who suddenly spoke:

“It hurts!”