Chapter 865: You don’t even have a compassionate heart as a doctor, so how can you be qualified to b

Those people were very anxious. One of them, a young man who was following the stretcher, fell to his knees on the ground with a bang and kowtowed to the officers and soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan looked at each other.

Mo Beihan immediately jumped off the competition stage and landed directly in front of those people.

"What happened?"

Mo Beihan's cold voice sounded, and the officers and soldiers hurriedly bowed to him, and one of them stepped forward and explained the whole story.

It turned out that these people had just arrived in the capital, and as soon as they entered the city, they carried people directly to the venue.

The man on the stretcher was not on the original list of patients scheduled for the competition, so the officers and soldiers did not allow them to go on stage.

"Sir, please have mercy on us and let us go on stage. My father is on the verge of death. If he doesn't get treatment from the miracle doctors, he will be beyond help. Please have mercy on me and let me go on stage to ask the miracle doctors to treat my father! Please! Please..."

The young man kowtowed to Mo Beihan and asked for help regardless of anything. The worry on his face did not seem fake, and he kowtowed hard with each kowtow. After a few kowtows, several lines of blood appeared on his forehead.

Mo Beihan frowned and spoke in a deep voice:

"But your father is not the only one who needs the miracle doctor's treatment. Thousands of people have come from all over the country and even from different countries to sign up, just to pass the screening and get on the list, so that they can be lucky enough to receive the miracle doctor's healing hands. You didn't register in time, and you arbitrarily replaced others, which is unfair to others."

The young man looked up, his eyes full of pleading:

"Sir, we know this is not good, but...but, we have rushed here non-stop, but my father's condition suddenly worsened on the way, so we were delayed for a while. Now...now my father is like this, if the miracle doctor doesn't help today, he won't survive tonight. Sir, please have mercy! Sir! I beg you..."

After the young man finished speaking, he kowtowed violently again, not caring at all about his forehead which was already black, swollen and bleeding.

“Let them take the stage!”

Just when Mo Beihan was in trouble, Qiao Ran's voice came from behind him.

When I turned around, I saw that she had already walked over from the platform.

The young man was almost in despair and had no other choice but to kowtow desperately.

Just when he thought he was about to faint and couldn't save his father, a voice like the sound of nature rang out:

"Get up! Hurry and carry the person to the stage."

It was the first time that Qiao Ran saw someone kowtow so hard.

The force and the dull thud were as if it was not the head that was hit but a piece of hard stone. She could see that the ground had been dented into a hole where the forehead had hit it.

The young man raised his head suddenly, and through the blurred vision blocked by blood and messy hair, he saw a slender figure coming against the light, standing in front of him like a goddess in the sky, covered with brilliant glow.

He didn't realize what she said for a moment, but his body stood up instinctively. Then, in a daze, he directed people to carry the stretcher to the competition stage.

The host and the doctors on the stage also roughly guessed what had happened. The host came forward and looked at Qiao Ran awkwardly:

"Miss Qiao, this patient is not on the list. If he is brought up, what about the original patient?"

The acupuncturist was also giving a lecture:

"Miss, if you want to be a good person, you can wait until the competition is over. Don't waste everyone's time."

Kaisar took this rare opportunity to mock loudly:

"Women are troublesome. They don't know how to consider the overall situation and are just too kind! I said she couldn't be some great doctor! How could a great doctor be so insensitive to the importance of things?"

Qiao Ran swept a sharp gaze over the two of them and said coldly:

"You don't even have a compassionate heart, so how can you be a doctor?"

Without looking at the two people's speechless faces, she didn't want to waste time with them, so she turned to the embarrassed host and said:

"Give me half an incense stick of time. I will heal myself and won't delay the competition. I will also finish the competition as soon as possible and won't delay anyone else's time."

After saying this, she waited for the stretcher to land, then immediately squatted down to examine the patient.

After a brief questioning and examination, she quickly took out a bottle of medicine from her cloth bag and stuffed two pills into the patient's mouth.

He then took out silver needles, tore open the patient's shirt, and with his hands flying, he firmly inserted the silver needles into the acupuncture points on the patient's chest.