"Guo Chun, don't be stunned, hurry up and take Boss Meng to find your father's attending doctor."

Guo Chun, who was stunned, was dragged by the arm of the boy next to him, and then nodded as if he had just woken up from a dream, and turned around and walked towards the attending doctor with Meng Fan.

At this time, Huo Jianpeng, director of the hospital's surgery, Peng Qifeng, deputy director, other surgical professors, and several well-known surgeons all stopped today's outpatient clinic and gathered in the conference room to discuss Guo Detie's condition for Guo Chun's father.

The dean and vice president all came, and it was obvious that they were still very conscientious and responsible for the patients.

President Tang Aimin, Vice President Fang Ping, and more than a dozen men and women walked into the door of the conference room one after another, seated each other, holding the opinion report and the bone marrow situation that other hospitals could send.

"Everyone's here, aren't they?"

Sitting in the middle of the conference table, Dean Tang Aimin was an old man of nearly sixty years old, his eyes were calm, his hands were on the table, and he glanced at the crowd: "If it's about the same, let's start." ”

"It's coming, it's all coming."

"Dean Tang, let's start."

Several middle-aged men and women nodded and answered, Tang Aimin blinked slightly, turned around and beckoned to a young man behind him, the latter nodded in understanding, and opened the projection screen in front of him.

In an instant, the audience began to discuss, discussing what Dean Tang was going to do.

"You all know what the theme of this meeting is, right?"

As he spoke, Dean Tang stood up in person, took out Guo Detie's X-ray and put it on the projector, and clearly displayed it on the projection screen after projection.

"Dean, this issue doesn't need to be discussed, right?"

"That is, we all know Guo Detie's condition, and there is no hope of a cure at all."

"Blood cancer is in an advanced stage, and the only thing that can be done now is conservative treatment." The vice president also bowed his head with a gloomy face and said, "Dean Tang, this patient really can't be surgically treated." ”

"I know."

Dean Tang was not angry, and smiled calmly: "It's all said, this healer's parents are hearty, right?" What would we do if this patient, Guo Detie, was our own child? Will we still watch him die little by little, as we do now? ”

His voice was not loud and flat, but when the flat words fell, the audience was silent.

Not even a gasping person, let alone a talker.

The vice dean's face was embarrassed, and he raised his hand to stroke the eye sockets on the bridge of his nose, and without squeaking, he took a deep breath.

"Alright, now let's talk about the treatment plan."

Dean Tang broke everyone's silence, turned around and slowly walked to the conference table, picked up the document on the table and said: "I went to see that patient once yesterday, and he was really too guilty, I think his family must be more than 10,000 times more painful than ours." Therefore, we think from the standpoint of our loved ones, how to solve it? Let me say it first, I support surgical treatment. ”

"Dean, this won't work."

Huo Jianpeng, director of surgery, immediately raised his hand to object: "Surgical treatment is equivalent to accelerated death, according to the patient's current situation, no surgery is supported, his body is too poor, his immune function is almost completely exhausted, and now there is no way except conservative treatment." ”

"Conservative treatment, to put it bluntly, is equivalent to watching the patient die."

Dean Tang angrily took off his reading glasses and threw them on the table: "Doctors have always saved lives and helped the wounded, what is the difference between now and not saving when you die?" ”

"Dean Tang, we can understand your feelings, but ......"

Vice President Fang Ping sighed heavily: "It is true that it cannot be operated now, and if the patient dies on the operating table, we will definitely be fully responsible for this kind of medical accident." ”

Syllable!

Dean Tang slapped the table hard: "Just for fear of being fully responsible, we won't even save the patient?" If that's why we're still doctors? It's better to hide at home and hold your wife and children. ”

For a moment, the scene fell silent again.

"Dean Tang, it's true that conservative treatment can't work, but now it's really impossible to surgically treat."

At this time, Peng Qifeng, the deputy director of the Department of Surgery, who had not spoken, got up and took a breath and said: "As far as I know, the patient's family is already in debt, and they are frugal and have to pick up garbage in their spare time, just to see their relatives for a few more days. And now if we have surgery, even though we are not afraid of accidents and risks, but once a patient has an accident, I want to ......"

"Old Peng, I understand what you want to say." Dean Tang took a heavy breath: "It is precisely because of these considerations that I feel that long pain is better than short pain. ”

"This ......" For a while, everyone was speechless and choked.

"There's no other way, is there?"

After gradually realizing the nature of Guo Detie's condition, someone asked a painful question.

Dean Tang also shook his head a little desperately, his eyes cloudy: "Doctors are not immortals after all, what we can do is to prolong our lives, if we can't do it, we really have no power to return to the sky." ”

"Why don't you consider considering TCM." At this moment, an extremely loud voice came from outside the door.

Everyone was suddenly shocked, and they were shocked to hear the prestige, only to see Meng Fan and Guo Chun and the two of them push open the door of the conference room and walk in, smiling and looking at everyone calmly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Do you know what this place is? ”

"How can anyone come in the conference room? It's funny. ”

"Security, security!"

"Stop shouting, the security guard was knocked unconscious by me."

Meng Fan's understatement directly shocked everyone's faces, but he looked at Tang Aiming as if nothing happened: "Dean Tang, I heard what you just said. It is true that doctors are not immortals, but they are Western medicine as you understand them, and in my eyes, Chinese medicine is like a god. ”

"Young man, are you here to make trouble?"

As he spoke, Tang Aimin also saw Guo Chun with teary eyes behind him, and his face sank: "Isn't that the patient's family?" What's wrong with you? How to ......"

"Dean Tang, don't get me wrong."

Meng Fan knew that these doctors were all regular doctors with certificates issued by the state, and he was just a barefoot doctor, so he said with a wry smile: "I was not invited by anyone, I am willing to come by myself, and there is only one purpose for coming, just like you, I want to treat the patient Guo Detie." ”

"Hehe, young man, it's good to be young, but do you know that you don't call it young and vigorous now? You call this arrogance. ”

Angry, Dean Tang slapped the table and said, "Go out now, I can act as if nothing happened, we are working, no matter what you want to do, wait until we finish work." ”

"It's true that you're working, but I'm also working."

Meng Fan ignored it completely, and still said confidently: "Dean Tang, you have the ability to treat patients, I don't participate, but now your method is not working, I want to use my method to treat, why can't it?" ”

"Your approach? What method do you have? Do you have state-recognized medical skills? Do you have a doctor's certificate? ”

Tang Aimin knew that the minimum age of a serious doctor was twenty-six or seventeen, and Meng Fan was only about twenty years old at most, so he was not a serious doctor at first glance.

"Yes." Meng Fan smiled and tapped his finger on his chest, blinked calmly and said, "Conscience, and my Chinese medicine." ”

"Chinese medicine, hehe, are you kidding?"

"Then the garbage medical skills have not been kicked out of the medical profession by the world, which is the greatest respect, and you dare to say Chinese medicine at this time."

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, and I go out to make trouble."

Tang Aimin didn't speak, but everyone in the room began to sneer.

"Trash, that's you."

Annoyed, Meng Fan turned around abruptly and looked at everyone viciously: "If Chinese medicine were garbage, there would be no such bastards of yours?" Don't forget, your grandfather, your grandfather's grandfather, your ancestors all lived on Chinese medicine, and when they come to you, they become garbage? ”

In an instant, many people didn't know how to answer the words that came to their lips.

"Young man, it can be seen that you are a lover of national quintessence, and there is nothing wrong with liking things from our country, but you have to distinguish the occasion."

Tang Aimin seemed to see something, and patted Meng Fan on the shoulder with a smile: "As for me, I also like Chinese medicine, before I became a war doctor in my early years, I also studied Chinese medicine, but because the effect of Chinese medicine is too slow, it is mainly for recuperation, so I will change my career?" ”

"Dean Tang, you can understand, I thank you, but today Guo Detie, a patient, I still have to be treated."

Meng Fan took a deep breath with confidence, did not squint, looked at everyone firmly and said: "Chinese medicine is broad and profound, how can you people understand it thoroughly, I will let you see what the eight methods of the spirit turtle are, what is the Taoist Bigu medical technique to treat cancer, and what is the meridian flow master to open the acupoint?" ”

Boom!

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

Tang Aimin's eyes full of vicissitudes suddenly opened, and he looked at Meng Fan in shock: "Young man, you...... What did you say? You repeat? You...... Will you be able to spirit the turtle eight methods? Will you open the acupuncture point with meridian flow? ”

"If I didn't understand anything, I would come here?" Meng Fan said with a cold face.

This time, no one asked questions, let alone a sneering tone.

They are all people who understand medical skills, and the doctors who can sit in this conference room can pull out any one of them and be alone outside, they are naturally no strangers to what Meng Fan said, and they all know very well what these words mean.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you there."

The excited Tang Aiming put on his reading glasses again, almost burst into tears, took Meng Fan's hand and turned around and hurriedly walked out of the conference room.

All the doctors were also interested, they wanted to see if this young man could really treat Guo Detie's condition, and if he could really treat it, it would definitely become a miracle that shocked the world's medical community.

Guo Chun, who was still skeptical, watched Meng Fan leave in a daze, and asked his classmates in disbelief: "Meng ...... Is Boss Meng really capable of treating my father's condition? ”

"Don't worry, you'll find out when you go."

The boy who brought Meng Fan to the hospital was also excited, originally thinking that Meng Fan was just a person with a background and a little ability in school, however, now it seems that this is not the case.

Obviously, he really is a legend.

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