Chapter 399 (1/2)

Just after his words, sun Yuxiang and pan Chaoping, who have been sitting here, look at each other at the same time. The intensive care unit is small, young, old, plus acupuncture. These sensitive words are clearly Mr. Zhao and he Feng.

Pan Chaoping asked hurriedly, ”is the intensive care unit you mentioned Mr. Zhao's intensive care unit? Is the young man a little handsome?”

Hearing his question, the nurse was a little shy, then nodded gently and said, ”well, this is Mr. Zhao's ward, but you're a little wrong. It's not a little handsome, but very handsome.”

As soon as his words fell, pan Chaoping and sun Yuxiang got up together, so that the nurses were surprised. What are they doing.

Indeed, I heard sun Yuxiang quickly put on the white coat he took off from work, and then said to pan Chaoping, ”Lao pan, it's a once-in-a-century event. We can have a blessing in the eyes this time, and we can see it again.”

”By the way, go to the operating room and get a camera that we use to record videos for students to learn. Today we have to record it well, and then we will be interested in studying it in the future. Maybe we can find something else.”

Pan Chaoping didn't have as many flowery intestines as he did. He was just surprised that he could enjoy this fantastic acupuncture and moxibustion again. He nodded repeatedly, then got up and walked to the office of the previous traditional Chinese medicine department with sun Yuxiang and the nurse.

The door of the house has not been opened for a long time. For nearly a year, the place in the hospital has become large, and naturally no one has noticed this small area.

Three people stood at the door. Sun Yuxiang asked in surprise, ”Lao pan, why did you bring us here?”

But pan Chaoping said, ”there are no silver needles designated by our hospital. The Department of traditional Chinese medicine has been banned. Do you think those purchasers will buy a batch of silver needles for acupuncture?”

Hearing pan Chaoping say so, sun Yuxiang nodded slightly. Pan Chaoping said the truth.

”This is the former traditional Chinese medicine department. I think there should be a little left in it. In addition, no one has moved for such a long time, I'm afraid everything is still in it. Let's take it out,” pan Chaoping said.

”But we don't have a key!” the nurse leaned out her head and asked them.

After hearing the nurse's question, sun Yuxiang suddenly straightened his waist, and then said with a dignified face, ”isn't it just a key? Leave it to me.”

After saying that, he took eight character steps and swaggered. He looked arrogant and went out.

Not long after, a key was taken by sun Yuxiang. In the adoring eyes of the nurse, sun Yuxiang opened the door of the dusty traditional Chinese medicine department.

After walking in, there was a burst of dust. Inside, it was full of dust and looked shabby. The three people searched inside for a long time before they found a bag of acupuncture needles covered with dust.

Then the three men rushed upstairs without stopping.

He Feng upstairs is a little impatient. After all, he hasn't come up for so long. What's the matter? As for the old man, even more so.

He is waiting for He Feng to treat him and renew his life. After so long, he hasn't come yet. This is not only delaying others' time, but also delaying his own life. He can't let him be angry.

At this time, the wooden door was knocked open with a bang. He came face-to-face, his face was dripping with sweat, and the bangs stuck to his forehead because of the sweat on his forehead.