Chapter Ninety-Nine: What International Joke?
Shang Wende's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly glanced at everyone present, to his surprise, he didn't know any of the people present, obviously after he retired from the Chinese medicine industry for decades, many doctors have gradually become famous.
The ten old doctors from the Chinese and Western hospitals frowned slightly, their eyes were full of incomprehension and disdain, and even suddenly, everyone had a feeling of being humiliated.
What is this?
If you can't cure it yourself, you can't just pull a person from a cat or a dog and let him decide the life and death of the child?
Although Du Yumei is a woman, she is upright by nature, a trace of anger flashed on her old face, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Dean, I don't agree with you to do this kind of careless thing, saving that patient is our doctor's job, not putting hope on others." I really don't believe that his medical level alone can be better than all of us. ”
None of them knew Shang Wende, and they hadn't even heard of such a doctor in Jiyang City. They know the twelve ghost doctors, but they only know that they are twelve people, but if they are asked to say their names, it will be very difficult for them, only the ghost doctors know each other, they only know only a few, so they don't know the ghost doctor Shang Wende.
However, just after Du Yumei's words, her eyes suddenly lit up, because she just cared about the angry dean's words and didn't look at the others, but at this time, she found the dazzling dark horse Lu Feng during the exam.
Similarly, the other four old Chinese medicine doctors also discovered Lu Feng's existence at the same time.
How did he end up here?
Seeing that he was carrying the medicine box on his back, following behind the old man and the dean, could it be that Lu Feng was the apprentice of the old man next to the dean?
With great doubts in their hearts, the eyes of the five old Chinese medicine doctors, including Du Yumei, kept sweeping over Lu Feng and Shang Wende.
Shang Wende showed a sneer on his face, and did not pay attention to the clamor of the old doctor here, he turned his head, looked at Dean Meng Qingyang, and said, "You can take me directly to see the patient, right?" If it is really myasthenic gravis crisis, it is absolutely impossible for the patient to last for a day after the attack, and now, I am afraid that a very bad time has been wasted, right? ”
Meng Qingyang glanced at the other old Chinese medicine doctors who were angry, sighed slightly in his heart, then nodded and said, "Let's go, you come with me." ”
"Wait!"
An old man who was over the age of sixtieth looked at Shang Wende and looked at each other angrily, blocking in front of several people: "Dean Meng, we were invited to come to the Chinese Medicine Hospital to assist in the treatment of patients, but what is this?" Isn't it too risky for you to get an unknown doctor back from outside and want him to do the final treatment? How can he treat a disease that even we can't cure? What qualifications does he have to make this last effort? ”
Meng Qingyang was secretly angry in his heart, Shang Wende was a ghost doctor, only he knew about it, seeing that the face of this long-time friend he had invited gradually became cold, Meng Qingyang secretly screamed, he knew that every time Shang Wende showed such a look, it was a precursor to an outbreak.
One step ahead of Shang Wende, Meng Qingyang hurriedly pushed away the old Chinese medicine doctor who was blocking the front, and said seriously: "Lao Wang, please believe me, I won't joke with the patient's life, if he can't be treated well, I'm afraid we will have no fun." ”
The old Chinese medicine doctor showed a hint of hesitation, pondered for a moment and said: "If you let him treat, it's okay, but we have to be by our side, in case there is any deviation in the treatment, we can also take over in time." ”
Shang Wende was sarcastic by this guy, and he almost broke out just now, as one of the twelve ghost doctors, who can not have a temper, Shang Wende thinks he has a good temper, if he meets someone else, he probably turns his head and leaves! But hearing his latter words, the anger in Shang Wende's heart disappeared a lot, after all, these people were also thinking about that patient.
Seeing Meng Qingyang's inquiring eyes, Shang Wende considered not letting him be difficult in the middle, so he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I can let you be around, but please don't hinder my treatment." ”
After speaking, Shang Wende said angrily to Meng Qingyang: "What are you still doing here?" Do you want to wait for the patient to die before you lead the way? ”
Meng Qingyang, as the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, where would anyone dare to sneer at him so angrily? If it were someone else, I'm afraid it would be too late. But at this time, he was like a mirror in his heart, and his old friend took a big step back in order not to make it difficult for him in the middle.
He didn't care about Shang Wende's cynicism, a smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly led the way in front and walked towards the intensive care ward.
For the scene in front of him, ten doctors with enough qualifications, including the vice president, suddenly felt that their brains were a little overwhelmed. They and Meng Qingyang are old acquaintances, and even the six old Chinese medicine doctors in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital know this dean very well, who dares to shout in front of him? Who would dare to sneer at him?
Don't look at Dean Meng's usual kindness, it's because no one else has seen him get angry. However, the six old Chinese medicine doctors in the Chinese medicine hospital had seen the dean angry with their own eyes, and the scene was simply terrifying.
Who is this old man who can be angry with the dean, and even make the dean have no temper?
Lu Feng followed behind Shang Wende, he was also a little annoyed with these doctors in his heart, how could these people humiliate their masters, what are they? His master is a ghost doctor, if the master and his old man are not qualified, who else is qualified in this world?
He was angry in his heart, but if the master didn't have a seizure, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only have a gloomy face and ignore these people.
At the beginning, Lu Feng still had respect in his heart for Du Yumei, who assessed himself, but her words made Lu Feng very disappointed, and that tone clearly revealed a tone of disdain.
In the straight fourth-floor corridor, it looks very deserted.
It was not until I came to the end of the corridor that I saw a young couple sitting on the floor outside a hospital room.
Seeing such a large number of people coming, the young couple's sad faces showed a look of surprise, and the young man hurriedly looked at Meng Qingyang and asked, "Dean Meng, can my son's illness be cured?" How is he doing now? ”
Meng Qingyang sighed slightly, and then said: "Don't get excited, this is Doctor Shangwen Deshang, a master of Chinese medicine that we invited from outside, in China, if he can't cure the disease, I'm afraid our Chinese medicine hospital can't do anything!" Don't be in a hurry, wait until he sees the child's condition, and then talk about whether it can be treated. ”
The young man's body was shocked, and then he looked at Shang Wende with a look of Xiyi in his eyes, "Doctor Shang, please cure my son, as long as you cure my son, even if you ask me to make you a cow and a horse, I will be willing." ”
Shang Wende waved his hand and said, "I'll do my best." ”
He didn't promise, but his tone was strong!
The traditional Chinese medicine hospital present, as well as the old doctors of the city's First People's Hospital, showed undeniable expressions one by one.
Exert oneself?
I'm afraid that if you try your best, you won't be able to cure it, okay?
Don't even dare to make a guarantee, it seems that you are not sure.
There are a lot of arrogant people in this world, especially the higher the achievement, especially in a certain place, in a certain field in that place, over time will produce a kind of thought, I can't do it and others can't do it.
At this time, these old doctors who seem to be standing in a very high field are thinking like this. They are standing in a very high position in the medical field of Jiyang City, and after maintaining this mentality for a long time, they are slowly undergoing abnormal changes in their subconscious, and they will take it for granted that in Jiyang City, we can't cure the disease, how can you cure it? Who do you think you are?
With the anger in their hearts and their disbelief in Shang Wende, ten people followed behind a few people and walked into the intensive care ward.
In the white-faced intensive care ward, Shang Wende's brows furrowed slightly, looking at the thin little boy on the hospital bed, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. At this time, the patient's little boy was inserted with a ventilator cannula and an oxygen tube, and what made people look worried was that instead of the patient's paleness, his face was flushed.
Shang Wende had experience in treatment, and he was immediately shocked, and he could see that the children were almost no longer dead.
Shang Wende could see that the other old Chinese medicine and Western medicine doctors could not see it, and suddenly, the ten old doctors regretted what they had just promised Shang Wende, when they were waiting outside just now, it was not so serious, but it was only more than an hour, and the child had already become like this.
Finally, Du Yumei still couldn't help but shout: "In the hospital, I think it's better to be sent to the operating room immediately for rescue, right?" In case this ...... If this doctor can't cure him, the child will be gone. ”
This time, Shang Wende didn't wait for Meng Qingyang to speak, so he shouted angrily in a low voice: "Shut up for me." ”
This was the first time he was angry in front of everyone, and in an instant, he actually intimidated everyone.
Shang Wende ignored the reactions of the others, and said in a deep voice: "The others will step back for me, Lu Feng, I will explain to you the condition of the patient treated by traditional Chinese medicine, you pay attention to hear clearly." ”
Lu Feng nodded hurriedly. And the other people's faces changed drastically, at this time, this old guy still has the heart to teach his disciples?
"The patient has a condition called myasthenia gravis, which is a dysfunctional condition of neuromuscular transmission, which is characterized by abnormal affected striated muscles and easy fatigue. The main purpose of TCM treatment of myasthenia gravis is to strengthen the spleen, nourish the vitality, warm the kidneys and fill the essence, nourish the blood and calm the liver, strengthen the muscles and bones, etc., select a variety of precious Chinese herbal medicines to rent scientifically, use modern biotechnology, and a variety of methods and links to promote blood circulation of muscle cells, dredge and improve local nutrition, restore the function of muscle cells, regulate the stability of cell membranes, and cut off their pathways. In addition, specific antibodies are produced in the body to enhance the normal immune function of the human body, and the immune factors recognize long-term survival after drug discontinuation, which has a good effect.
"And now the patient's condition is myasthenic gravis crisis, which is a very dangerous situation, and if you use ordinary treatment methods, in the way of slow recuperation, it is absolutely not possible. Therefore, what we have to do today is to use acupuncture and moxibustion to fight the fire in a race against time. ”
"Pay attention and listen, the process of acupuncture, I will say it again, and at the same time, I will give you hints when you apply needles."
As soon as Shang Wende's words fell, a total of eleven people, including Meng Qingyang, the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, changed their faces one by one. What does this Dr. Shanwende say? Let his apprentice treat the patient with acupuncture? What international jokes?
Five of the old Chinese medicine doctors in the Chinese medicine hospital were very familiar with Lu Feng, after all, they had only invigilated him in the past few days, but they were shocked and angry when they asked Lu Feng to administer the needle himself.