Chapter 793

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　　Advanced tuberculosis！
　　Hearing this, the expressions of Zhang Jiuling and the others changed drastically.
　　Although tuberculosis is not cancer, the advanced stage is no different from cancer. They are both incurable diseases.
　　“Isn’t Xu Liu cheating people？ Who can cure advanced tuberculosis？”
　　“Seeing that Ye Qiu is about to ask for the title of medical saint, by doing this, isn’t Xu Liu deliberately preventing Ye Qiu from becoming a medical saint？”
　　“This is really going too far！ Old dog Xu, what do you mean？”
Nie Xueliang pointed at Xu Liu and shouted: “If you don’t make it clear today, the few of us old guys won’t let you go!”
　　“Xu Liu, are you jealous of Ye Qiu, so you deliberately found a terminally ill patient for Ye Qiu to treat？” Li Chunfeng asked.
　　Zhang Jiuling said with a sullen face： “Old Xu, what on earth do you mean？”
　　Xu Liu said： “I did this for Ye Qiu’s own good.”
　　Bullshit！
Theaudience booedloudly.
　　“Getting a terminally ill patient for Doctor Ye to treat and constantly saying it’s for Doctor Ye’s own good. Do you still have any shame？”
　　“This old thing is too shameless.”
　　“I think he’s on a par with Li Zhengxi.”
　　“I didn’t expect that the so-called number one of the four great national medical masters would be such a despicable villain. It’s really a disgrace to traditional Chinese medicine！”
　　“……”
　　Even, someone at the scene directly threw a water bottle onto the stage.
　　Ye Qiu dodged and blocked in front of Xu Liu.
　　“Everyone, please be quiet.”
　　Ye Qiu appeased the crowd and said, “Senior Xu is a national medical master and definitely wouldn’t deliberately make things difficult for me.”
　　“Senior Xu said it was for my own good, and it must be for my own good.”
　　“Everyone, please calm down and listen to Senior Xu for a few words.”
　　Ye Qiu also wanted to see what was really on Xu Liu’s mind？
　　Xu Liu pointed at Zhang Jiuling and the others and said, “You old guys take a look. Ye Qiu is dozens of years younger than you, but his tolerance is greater than that of each of you. You have really lived your years in vain.”
　　“If I were you, I would just crash my head and die here right now.”
　　“Judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.”
In front of everyone, Xu Liu satirized the other three national medical masters who are not giving any face at all.
Zhang Jiuling and the others had ugly expressions on their faces.
　　Xu Liu then said to Ye Qiu, “Little Ye, you are a medical genius, very good.”
　　“But you also have your shortcomings.”
　　“You are too young and have too little experience. It will be difficult to convince the public if you become a medical sage like this.”
　　“After all, in the past three hundred years of traditional Chinese medicine, there has been no more medical sage.”
　　“If you want to stand at the peak of traditional Chinese medicine and look down on all others, you must do things that ordinary people can’t do.”
　　“Those who want to wear the crown must bear its weight.”
　　“I know that advanced pulmonary tuberculosis is no different from cancer. They are both terminal diseases. Under normal circumstances, there is only a dead end.”
　　“But Ye Qiu, I have high hopes for you.”
　　“I have seen your competition with Li Zhengxi. I know that you have mastered many lost medical skills. I hope you can create a miracle.”
　　“A miracle in the history of human medicine！”
　　“If you cure the terminal disease, then you are a worthy medical sage and you will gain the respect of many people.”
　　“Because a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who can treat terminal diseases is definitely a great traditional Chinese medicine doctor！”
　　“A great traditional Chinese medicine doctor can lead all the traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the world to revive the glory of traditional Chinese medicine.”
　　“Little Ye, do you understand what I mean？”
　　Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
　　He understood what Xu Liu meant, that is, in front of everyone, show absolute strength and aspire to the position of medical sage.
　　In this way, even if he is young and has little experience, no one will stand up and oppose him.
　　Only in this way can all the traditional Chinese medicine doctors in the world follow his lead and obey his orders.
　　Li Chunfeng said, “Xu Liu, I don’t deny that your heart is in the right place, but we can’t cure terminal illnesses. How could Ye Qiu do it？”
　　”Just because we can’t do it doesn’t mean Ye Qiu can’t.” Xu Liu said, “I believe in Ye Qiu.”
　　Nie Xueliang snorted coldly, “What good does it do that you believe？”
　　”I also believe in Ye Qiu.” Zhang Jiuling suddenly said.
　　Nie Xueliang was stunned, “Old Zhang, you…”
　　”I believe Ye Qiu can create a miracle.” Zhang Jiuling said sonorously.
　　Just then, he suddenly remembered the matter of Ye Qiu prolonging General Bai’s life.
　　Since Ye Qiu could defy the heavens and prolong a life, perhaps he could also cure terminal illnesses.
　　”Ye Qiu, do you want to treat this patient？” Li Chunfeng said, “If you give up, no one will laugh at you. After all, we can’t cure terminal illnesses either.”
　　Ye Qiu shook his head and said, “I don’t want to give up.”
　　”I am a doctor. At any time, I can’t say the word ‘give up’.”
If I give up, then I’m giving up a vivid life.
　　After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he looked at the patient carefully.
　　The patient was in his fifties. Because it was already the advanced stage of tuberculosis, the whole person looked extremely thin, like a withered stick, bony.
　　The complexion was very bad.
　　The hair was like withered grass, without any luster.
　　”What’s your name？” Ye Qiu asked softly.
　　”Yang, Yang Dawei.” The patient said weakly.
　　Ye Qiu asked the staff to move a chair to the stage and said, “Mr. Yang, please sit down.”
　　”Thank you.” Yang Dawei sat down on the chair, and his expression was very calm.
　　Ye Qiu noticed this detail and asked, “Mr. Yang, advanced pulmonary tuberculosis is an incurable disease, you know？”
　　”Hmm.” Yang Dawei hummed.
　　”Then are you afraid of death？”
　　”Not afraid.”
　　”Why？”
　　”I have an incurable disease and it can’t be cured. There is no use in being afraid of death.” Yang Dawei said, “Doctor, don’t be afraid of my joke. In fact, during this period of time, I want to commit suicide.”
　　”First of all, the treatment is very painful. Every time I enter the hospital, I feel that life is worse than death. Secondly, my disease is like cancer, and it costs too much money.”
　　”If I continue to be treated, my son will have to sell the house.”
　　”My son graduated from a famous university and works in a listed group with an annual salary of more than 300,000 yuan. He finally bought a house in the city, paid the down payment, and life is still passable.”
　　”But in order to treat me, he spent all his savings and borrowed a lot of foreign debts. If he continues to treat me, he can only sell the house.”
　　”My son is very filial and said that he will sell everything to treat me, but my disease can’t be cured at all. If I continue to be treated like this, he will have no home, and I can only linger on for a while, which is meaningless.”
　　”I really don’t want to drag him down anymore. I want to die.”
　　Yang Dawei cried when he said this.
　　The atmosphere at the scene was a bit heavy.
Ye Qiu’s heart was very uncomfortable.
　　As a doctor, he knew very well that Yang Dawei’s thoughts were actually the same as those of most terminally ill patients, that is, it would be better to die earlier if it couldn’t be cured.
In this way, he wouldn’t have to drag down his family. otherwise, in the end, both the person and the money would be lost.
　　At this moment, a strong desire suddenly emerged in Ye Qiu’s heart, and that was to cure Yang Dawei.
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