Durin pulled the needle, and a stream of blood slowly flowed out of his nostrils.

Du Lin let out a long breath, originally for the sake of insurance, he should have used the soul search charm to open the eye of heaven before operating, but now that the situation is urgent, he can only risk using experience to perform puncture and bloodletting.

Seeing that the blood flow was not small, Zhuang Poshi hurriedly said, "Use my clothes to continue, don't flow into your mouth, be careful that the patient chokes on blood!"

For the safety of the patient, at the expense of his beautiful and expensive suit, Du Lin couldn't help but have a good impression of Zhuang Poshi.

Instead of touching the garment, Durin took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the blood away.

Because of the extreme nervousness, coupled with the fact that the squatting posture was not very comfortable, after only such a while, the top of Zhuang Poshi's head was already sweating like rain, but Du Lin didn't say to let go, he still kept the old man's head as stable as possible.

"Okay, you can relax a little, let's change, you take a rest. Dohrin said.

"It's okay, I can hold on. Zhuang Poshi's sweat beads flowed into his eyes, and he didn't care about wiping them, but he squeezed his eyes a few times to relieve the stinging pain in his eyes.

"It's really okay, the needle has been removed, now I have to let the patient roughly keep this angle, you relax. ”

Zhuang Poshi breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down on his knees, still supported the old man's back with one hand, and then resisted the old man's head with his shoulder, and wiped the sweat on his face with one free hand.

The staff handed over a pack of cotton balls, and the pediatrician took over Doolin's job, wiping the blood that kept pouring out.

At this time, several medical staff ran from outside the gymnasium and carried the old man onto a stretcher bed. One of the professors sitting in the audience stood up and shouted to the audience, "Thank you for buying time for the patient, I'm going to operate on the patient now, you can rest for a while." ”

Looking at the professor's back, Du Lin stood on the side of the stage and said to Fang Xiaoru, "Dean Fang, who is that?"

"Oh, that's an expert outside the brain of our school, you can rest assured that the patient will leave it to him. Come, take a sip of water. With that, he threw two bottles of water to Durin.

Du Lin nodded, took the water, unscrewed a bottle, and handed it to Zhuang Poshi, "Thank you Doctor Zhuang, drink saliva." ”

Zhuang Poshi looked up at Du Lin, nodded slightly, and took the water, "Thank you!"

"Bang, Bang, Bang!!" An audience member stood up and clapped vigorously, and the other audience members also suddenly reacted, and more and more people stood up and applauded, and soon, the applause resounded throughout the stadium. The entire audience, including the school leaders sitting in the front row, and the 40 foreigners, all stood out of their seats and spontaneously applauded the two benevolent doctors.

The medical skills they have learned are different, and even antagonistic in some aspects, but in the face of a patient's sudden illness, they can put aside their prejudices, cooperate with each other, and put the patient's safety first, which is "benevolence";

When the applause of the audience gradually stopped, Du Lin and Zhuang Poshi also finished drinking water.

Du Lin looked at Dean Zhang Guanshan who was sitting under the stand, only to see Dean Zhang squinting his eyes and nodding to him, Du Lin understood, and said to Zhuang Poshi:

"Dr. Zhuang, why don't you stop here today. ”

Du Lin didn't want to compare anymore, he hated this Zhuang Poshi before, and wanted to give him some color to see, so that he could see what real Chinese medicine was, and even prepared a "big gift" for him in the last link, but after the second round of competition, Du Lin and Zhuang Poshi actually had some sympathy for each other.

One third of this competition is to correct the name of traditional Chinese medicine, one-third is for the compensation of the medical university, and one-third is for Dean Zhang.

Du Lin glanced at Dean Zhang, in fact, he was asking for his opinion, and of course Dean Zhang understood what Du Lin meant, so he nodded his head and let Du Lin decide for himself.

Zhuang Poshi actually knew at this time that he had lost today. In the first round of the competition, he lost 10-30, and the three patients in the second round were actually cured by Duhrin, although he also made a little effort in the treatment of the third patient, but it was nothing more than a human operating table, which any doctor could do, and there was no need to compare in the third round.

Du Lin stopped the competition at this time, which was nothing more than to save some face for him, and didn't want him to lose too ugly.

Zhuang Poshi is a proud person, and "Western medicine first" has always been his greatest pride, in the ten years abroad he devoted himself to the study of Western medicine, the more he studied, the more he felt that Western medicine is the real science, and those Chinese medicine in China are liars, especially those bullshit Chinese medicine caused him to lose a kidney!

It turned out that when Zhuang Poshi studied at Zhonghu Medical University in his early years, he really studied Chinese medicine at the beginning, but in his freshman year, he was embarrassed to ask others because he couldn't urinate well, so he went to his counselor brother for help.

The counselor is a Chinese medicine student who has just graduated from his senior year and stayed in school, although he has also obtained a practicing certificate, but his level is unusual, he aspires to stay in school and become a lecturer, so he has learned theory very well, but he basically has no clinical experience.

But he couldn't show his cowardice in front of his junior brother, so he followed the records in the medical book, and prescribed a side medicine to Zhuang Poshi that year, and as a result, Zhuang Poshi's illness was not only not better, but deteriorated rapidly, and he didn't urinate for two days and two nights, and the whole person was swollen with a ball, and his roommate hurriedly sent him to the affiliated hospital.

After examination, Zhuang Poshi is actually a simple urinary tract infection, as long as the symptoms are accurate, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is not a serious disease, and it can be cured in a few days, but his instructor does not know how to pretend to understand, and prescribes the wrong medicine, which not only delays the condition, but also causes the condition to deteriorate sharply, developing into acute single kidney failure, and finally Zhuang Poshi has to remove a kidney.

After this incident, although the instructor who prescribed prescriptions indiscriminately was dismissed and his license was revoked, Zhuang Poshi also lost confidence in Chinese medicine, and after his body recovered, he switched to Western medicine.

During his study abroad, Zhuang Poshi saw several articles by Western scholars criticizing traditional Chinese medicine, and the more he read them, the more he felt that they made sense, so he began to deliberately look up news about the "bad" Chinese medicine on the Internet.