Chapter 39: Fate hangs by a thread

After waiting for an afternoon, it was almost twilight before I saw an old man, coming from far away.

With a medicine gourd pinned to his waist, his hair coiled into cloud sideburns, his cheekbones slightly protruding, dressed in a plain robe, and walking on crutches, he came to the front of the unopened store.

"Little boss, Hua Tuo is here to report!"

Zhang Xiaotian was overjoyed, hurriedly welcomed Hua Tuo in, took a chair, dusted off his sleeves, and let Hua Tuo sit down.

"Mr. Hua has worked hard, you live here today, and tomorrow you still need to bother to see two tricky patients. ”

Zhang Xiaotian was overjoyed at this time, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Hua Tuo was withdrawn at one time, doesn't this mean that there are more than one million funds to spare, which can be used for other needs.

"The little boss is polite, hanging the pot to help the world is the duty of a doctor, how can there be any trouble without trouble!"

Hua Tuo waved his hand.

"I want to ask Mr. Hua, what is the origin of the Fuxi needle corresponding to your Fuxi needle method?"

Since there were two people in the room, Zhang Xiaotian simply asked bluntly.

"Fuxi needle? This can require the small boss to use operating funds to buy. ”

Hua Tuo explained.

Operating capital purchase?

Zhang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly entered the medical department system.

Sure enough, under Hua Tuo's attribute bar, a gray icon of Fuxi needle appeared.

After clicking, you need to purchase it with 1 million in-game coins.

1,000,000 game coins, isn't that just a meaning of cash?

What was originally just an auxiliary prop and didn't need to be recharged suddenly became sky-high.

Do you want to buy it?

Definitely going to buy.

Zhang Xiaotian did not hesitate, and the more than one million he got went directly to 2/3 at once.

"Fuxi needle, Huatuo's exclusive silver needle, greatly improves the cure rate of Fuxi acupuncture. (1/1 durability)"

Zhang Xiaotian looked at the Fuxi needle in his hand, it was jet black, and there was no luster on his body.

"Hua Lao, what does the durability behind this Fuxi needle mean?"

"Oh, this Fuxi needle can only be used for the diagnosis and treatment of the current case, and when it is used, it needs to be purchased again, just like a syringe in a hospital. ”

Hua Tuo began to tidy up the messy faΓ§ade.

"What! This thing costs a million at a time, who can use it!"

Zhang Xiaotian was so shocked that he was about to jump up.

Compared with the purchasing power of 10 million in 20 years, 1 million now is only stronger, not weaker.

As soon as a person enters the hospital, unless the oil runs out and the lamp is dry, or even if he smashes the pot and sells iron, he will be cured.

It's a little sad to say that, but it's not something one or two people can change.

hung up a phone call to Zhang Ming and asked him to come to Star City tomorrow, and then called Zhao Fengli, wanting him to cooperate with another play.

"Uncle Zhao, tomorrow my dad will come to Huya, and it will be the same strategy I told you last time. ”

Zhang Xiaotian was in a good mood at this time.

"Well, come to the hospital tomorrow and call me, I'll arrange it. ”

Zhao Fengli's voice was indescribably tired.

Zhang Xiaotian was a little puzzled, and immediately asked, "What's the matter, Uncle Zhao?"

"As far as Jiang Lao's case is concerned, he is a little at a loss, and he will drag it out. It is estimated that the chances of waking up are getting slimmer and slimmer. ”

Zhao Fengli was a little helpless.

"Didn't Elder Dong have a consultation in the past?

It's just a cerebral infarction, although it's tricky, but for Dong Feng. It shouldn't be a big problem.

"Jiang Lao's body function is degraded severely, the stimulation response to acupuncture points is not obvious, we did a test in the afternoon, although the silver needle can play a physical role similar to anesthesia, but can not control Jiang Lao's vital signs, and the anesthetic is a life-urging charm, too difficult to do. ”

Zhao Fengli was a little anxious, and he had already made a military order for the cases that he had already won, but he had no idea where to start.

Even Dong Feng has suffered a lot of doubts.

"Since Jiang Lao has fallen into a coma, can't he intervene without anesthesia?"

Zhang Xiaotian has a headache, why do you have to stick to the top of anesthesia without anesthesia.

"No, anesthesia is necessary to control the heart rate, although the patient has fallen into a coma, but the superficial stimulation will still be fed back to the limbs through the electrical signals of the brain, and the risk of surgery will be greater!"

Zhao Fengli couldn't think of a way at all.

Zhang Xiaotian looked at Hua Tuo beside him at this time, isn't this the founder of Ma Boiling San, why don't you let him try?

"Uncle Zhao, I also have a doctor here, who is particularly good at surgery and anesthesia, why don't you let him come and take a look?"

"Okay, come to my office. ”

Zhao Fengli didn't have much hope.

A big hand like Dong Feng is the only one he has seen in his life, how can a small clinic have doctors of the same level one after another.

Surgical anesthesia.

This all belongs to the category of Western medicine, and he doesn't believe that in his own professional field, there is anyone who can have a qualitative transcendence compared to himself.

Zhang Xiaotian hung up the phone, and then took Hua Tuo and rushed to Zhao Fengli's place.

"Xiaotian, I have to go over right now now, so I won't greet you. ”

Zhao Fengli was walking and wearing a white coat, and happened to bump into Zhang Xiaotian who rushed over.

"Uncle Zhao, is it Jiang Lao's illness?"

Zhao Fengli didn't stop walking, nodded, and looked grim.

Jiang Lao's blood pressure dropped sharply at this time, and his heart rate plummeted by 20, not to mention that people had to wake up, and now they were on the verge of dying.

Zhang Xiaotian didn't say a word, and took Hua Tuo to follow closely and entered the elevator.

Zhao Fengli kept looking at his watch, and then glanced at Hua Tuo again.

Although the shape is quaint, it is a bit maverick, a medicine gourd hanging on a cane, not to say funny, but it is indeed strange.

The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor and the doors opened.

Zhao Fengli rushed out with an arrow step, and Zhang Xiaotian followed suit.

Outside the intensive care unit, several doctors in white coats were surrounding the door and did not enter.

Two nurses are in front of the hospital bed, for an elderly man, using equipment to remove the thick phlegm from the patient's throat.

Dong Feng held a silver needle in his hand, frowned, and was rolling it carefully.

"Zhao Yuan!"

"Zhao Yuan!"

Seeing Zhao Fengli coming, a group of medical workers hurriedly got out of the way.

One of the middle-aged doctors handed over the case notebook

"The patient with the special 9 beds was unconscious, with acute fever and appearance, unresponsive and apathetic, speechless, passive position, and uncooperative physical examination. The eyelids are swollen, the pupils are not equal in size, the diameter of the left eye is about 5 mm, the diameter of the right eye is about 3 mm, and the light reflex is not sensitive. ”

"Physical examination: temperature 38.4Β°C, pulse 59 beats/min, breaths 35 breaths/min, blood pressure 190/110 mmHg. ”

High fever, dilated pupils, massive cerebral infarction.

Zhao Fengli frowned, if there was a different person, he would even have to announce that there was no need to rescue.

But this is Jiang Lao, the existence of the order from above must be cured.

What to do!

Dong Feng is still busy inside, but Zhao Fengli's heart is already like a deep cave.