Chapter 25 Traditional Chinese Medicine

Half an hour later, Su Yifei's car drove into the First Hospital of Zhongzhou City.

Zhongzhou No. 1 Hospital is the best hospital in Zhongzhou, and its medical level is the first in the whole of China.

Su Linglong stayed in this hospital after she was diagnosed with a brain tumor.

Su Yifei and Fang Bai got out of the car and walked into the inpatient building side by side. After taking the elevator to the third floor, they found that the corridor here was already crowded with people.

These people are basically close relatives and friends of the Su family, and they came to visit Su Linglong.

"Yifei."

"Little Fei."

"Brother Yifei."

"Brother Fei."

Seeing Su Yifei's appearance, the relatives and friends of the Su family, both elders and juniors, greeted him one after another, some with smiles, others with respect.

Although Su Yifei is young, he is very popular with the current owner of the Su family, Mr. Su Hongyuan, and is regarded as the future successor of the Su family. Although there are many people on the scene who are not satisfied with Su Yifei, at least the superficial effort is done. Very full.

With a serious expression, Su Yifei nodded to those who greeted him, then took Fang Bai through a passage that was automatically given up by the crowd to the front of the consultation room.

Seeing that Su Yifei suddenly brought a strange young man over, the Su family and friends at the scene felt a little surprised and guessed Fang Bai's identity.

Across the small glass window on the door of the consultation room, Su Yifei looked in, and saw his grandfather Su Hongyuan, his father Su Licheng, and his mother Sun Binglan sitting in the consultation room.

Several well-known oncologists at home and abroad were sitting opposite Su Hongyuan and others, pointing at several brain pictures on the big screen in the consultation room, and whispering about something.

Su Hongyuan and Su Licheng's father and son frowned, their expressions solemn.

Sun Binglan's eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was haggard. It was obvious that her daughter's illness had hit her hard.

Sitting in the consultation room were Fu Hongjun, the president of Zhongzhou First Hospital, and the heads of various departments.

The Su family is the largest family in Zhongzhou, and it is well-known throughout China. The children of its family have spread branches and leaves in the political, commercial and military realms of China, and they have great energy.

Even the city leaders of Zhongzhou should be polite in front of Su Hongyuan, not to mention the heads of Zhongzhou First Hospital?

This time, the little princess Su Linglong, the little princess of the Su family, who was most favored by Mr. Su, was seriously ill and was hospitalized. The hospital leaders of Zhongzhou First Hospital, headed by Fu Hongjun, were extremely nervous.

They were nervous because once Su Linglong's operation failed and Su Jiawan vented his anger on them, they might not be able to bear it.

Su Yifei hesitated for a while outside the consultation room, then opened the door and strode in.

"Yifei? Why did you come in? Who is this person?"

Seeing his son break into the consultation room with a stranger, Su Licheng frowned, a little unhappy.

Su Yifei ignored his father, but went straight to his mother, Sun Binglan, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, how is Linglong now?"

When Su Licheng was young, he was a lazy and dazzling young master. After giving birth to Su Yifei and Su Linglong, he seldom fulfilled his father's responsibilities. Therefore, the relationship between Su Yifei, Su Linglong's siblings and his father was weak, and he was very close to his mother, Sun Binglan.

Su Licheng has no business or political acumen, and only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun. Now that he is middle-aged, there is still no sign of correction.

Mr. Su hated that iron could not become steel, and he did not leave any business of the family to him, lest he would lose the family business.

Therefore, although Su Licheng is the eldest son of the old man Su, his status in the Su family is not high.

In front of his wife and children, Su Licheng also lacks the prestige of her husband and father.

Seeing that his son was ignoring him, Su Licheng's face was a little ugly, but due to the presence of Mr. Su, there was no attack.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, it's that he doesn't dare.

Although Mr. Su deplored Su Licheng, his ineffective son, he admired Su Yifei, his grandson who was brave and straightforward.

As early as a few years ago, Mr. Su handed over part of the business of the family to Su Yifei. Su Yifei managed it in an orderly manner, which greatly comforted Mr. Su.

It can be said that in today's Su family, as a son, Su Yifei has a much higher status than his father, Su Licheng.

"Yifei, where did you go just now? Shortly after you left, Linglong... Linglong she..."

Hearing her son mention her daughter, Sun Binglan wiped her red eyes and couldn't help sobbing again.

"What happened to Linglong?"

Su Yifei's heart skipped a beat, an ominous feeling came over him, and he asked anxiously.

"Linglong fell into a coma..."

Sun Binglan said with a sob, and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, looking sad.

Su Linglong fell into a coma, indicating that the situation is very serious and may be taken away by the god of death at any time.

"Grandpa, what are the doctors going to do?"

Su Yifei became obviously agitated, walked over to Mr. Su, leaned down and asked.

Su Hongyuan sighed: "Several doctors are consulting on Linglong's condition. I guess they are going to operate on Linglong. But... But none of them dare to guarantee the success rate of the operation."

Su Yifei took a deep breath, turned around suddenly, and asked Fang Bai in a solemn voice, "What do you think?"

Fang Bai's expression was also solemn, and he said sternly: "Although I study Western medicine, I have more research on Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and I hope to see Su Linglong first."

"Okay. I'll take you there."

As Su Yifei said, he was about to go out with Fang Bai.

"Yifei, is this your friend?"

Su Hongyuan glanced at Fang Bai and asked thoughtfully.

Su Yifei said: "He is Linglong's classmate, his name is Fang Bai, and he comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. I heard Linglong say that she just listened to Fang Bai's words and went to the hospital for an examination. Damn sick!"

"Oh?"

Hearing Sun Tzu's words, Su Hongyuan raised his half-white eyebrows, leaning on a cane in both hands, stood up slowly, and stared at Fang Bai.

Mr. Su has been traversing the business sea for decades, breaking out into a strong family business, and over time, he has also developed a momentum.

Although this kind of momentum is different from that of a martial artist, it will also bring a kind of coercion to people.

Many people with strong psychological qualities will sweat on their foreheads and feel uncomfortable when they are stared at by Su Hongyuan like this.

"Mr. Su, Su Linglong is the monitor of our class. She usually takes care of me a lot. Now that she is ill, I hope I can do my best."

Fang Bai met Su Hongyuan's gaze with a calm expression, without showing the slightest timid expression.

Just looking at Fang Bai's calming skills, Fang Hongyuan knew that this young man was not an ordinary person, so he gave a secret praise in his heart.

"Fang Bai said that he used traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis methods, acupuncture and herbal medicine to cure Linglong's disease with great confidence."

Su Yifei suddenly threw out such a sentence.

It was these words that ignited the atmosphere in the consultation room.