Chapter 371: Fighting Doctor

Time flies, a month later.

Yuncheng Hospital.

In the 200-square-meter office, there were 60 or 70 reporters from various newspapers, all carrying cameras and turning on flashlights, aiming at President Liu, clicking and shooting excitedly.

Among them were more than 20 foreign journalists with blue eyes and high noses.

Looking at their reporter brand, it turned out to be a newspaper in North America and Europe.

And behind these people, Xiao Qiang stood there quietly. I don't like it very much, isn't it just to learn medical skills and exchange experiences? Why do you have to make such a big battle?

With so many foreign correspondents, their butts have long been crooked, what other good thing can they do if they get involved?

Dean Liu sat on the high platform with a group of special-grade experts, his face was full of red light, and he was talking about the power of Western medicine.

A bearded foreign reporter spoke fluent Chinese and asked President Liu, "May I ask President Liu, you are not only the president of Yuncheng Hospital, but also the country's leading medical expert, and you are very authoritative in the world." Your understanding of medicine should be more profound, can you please talk about your views on Western medicine and Chinese medicine? ā€

Dean Liu said solemnly: "In the 21st century, we have entered the era of informatization and networking, and information is not closed, which enriches my knowledge and allows us to get out of the closed and have a new understanding of the world. ā€

"As the saying goes, popularization is the best sample. Looking at the world, more than 99% of the hospitals are absolutely Western medical skills, have undergone systematic training, are classified into different categories, each has a fine drill, borrowed sophisticated medical equipment, and cured many incurable diseases. To put it bluntly. Western medicine is the best and best medicine today. ā€

There was warm applause in the office, especially the dozen or so Western reporters, who couldn't help but applaud with all their strength, and their eyes lit up, revealing a smug smile.

The bearded reporter asked again: "Could Dean Liu please talk about his views on traditional Chinese medicine?" ā€

"Chinese medicine?"

Dean Liu shook his head. He smiled disdainfully and teased, "Can I secretly say, is this a deceptive thing?" ā€

In a word, there was a loud laugh in the office.

Dean Liu stretched out a finger and said solemnly: "From the perspective of my medical experience and knowledge, Chinese medicine is just a very primitive empirical science, a very lax and general science, and a kind of witchcraft mixed with feudal thoughts. ā€

"Can TCM treat heart disease? Can it cure cerebral infarction? Can it cure cerebral hemorrhage? Do you dare to have surgery for heavy bleeding? No. It is absolutely impossible, and none of the primitive and rudimentary Chinese medicine can do it. They can only move their mouths, quoting the obscure five elements, yin and yang, to create a mysterious atmosphere, which makes people cloudy. ā€

"I can say unceremoniously that traditional Chinese medicine, this so-called medical skill that cannot keep up with the atmosphere of the times, should be completely thrown into the garbage heap of history. lest they harm their children. ā€

Wow.

The dean's office erupted in applause.

The bearded reporter stared at the camera. With an excited face, he concluded: "President Liu is an authority in the world medical community, and he also represents the voice of the world medical community. Traditional Chinese medicine, which is mixed with feudalism, witchcraft, and occultism, should completely disappear with the wheel of history. ā€

"It's ridiculous. In this world, there are still people who are superstitious about Chinese medicine and take it as a guideline. Here, I appeal to all colleagues in the medical field, as well as people of insight. It is up to us to take responsibility for saving patients who believe in so-called TCM from their own world......"

Although Xiao Qiang is a cultivator and disdains ordinary people, for this crooked Western reporter, he can't wait to break his teeth one by one and cut out his tongue.

Xiao Qiang's arm waved slightly, and a spell was shot.

Bang.

All of a sudden, the camera exploded.

The bearded reporter was excitedly commenting on the camera, but he didn't expect the camera to explode, and he was splashed with debris on his face by the lens, and countless small glasses casually pierced into his skin, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the pain was unbearable.

In the midst of an exclamation, Xiao Qiang walked in and said to the bearded reporter: "Mr. reporter, please use Western medical techniques to graft skin immediately, otherwise, of course, I won't tell you, the fragments have cut your nerves, even if it is skin grafting, it will be in vain, to no avail, Mr. reporter, good luck." Alas, how can a good camera explode? Is the quality of Western stuff so bad? ā€

The reporter's face was blurred with flesh and blood, and he was completely confused, so he hurriedly consulted Dean Liu, and went crazy to the dermatology department to find an expert to treat the injury.

"Xiao Qiang, I didn't expect you to dare to come."

When Dean Liu saw Xiao Qiang appear, his expression suddenly became excited, he stood up, and said excitedly: "Today, I will be in front of the cameras of all reporters to let you see what real modern medical skills are. ā€

Looking at Dean Liu's excited and flushed face, Xiao Qiang suddenly smiled, are you so anxious to let me slap my face? Well, the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, I am a gentleman, and if I don't slap you in the face, I'm sorry for my conscience. ā€

"You...... You are arrogant. ā€

Dean Liu trembled with anger: "A young man, with no experience, is still so rampant, he is really uneducated. ā€

All the reporters focused their cameras on Xiao Qiang and Dean Liu.

Xiao Qiang showed a charming smile, and deliberately reminded Dean Liu next to him: "Dean Liu, don't always have a bitter gourd face, it will affect your photogenic image, smile, ten years young, Chinese medicine is all about it." ā€

"You ......"

Just when Dean Liu was at a loss with anger, several nurses walked in with Zhang Wei in their arms.

Police Chief Zou Yun followed behind, close protection.

"Director Zhang, you do it here."

Dean Liu hurriedly greeted Director Zhang Wei to sit down and said to the reporters: "This Director Zhang has a cerebral infarction, which is very critical, and after careful treatment in Yuncheng Hospital, in just a few days, the condition has been controlled, and in another five or six days, he can fully recover." ā€

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look, I have here the MRI film that Director Zhang did three days ago and just today, do you take a look at the shape and size of the cerebral infarction, has it been significantly reduced?"

All the cameras were pointed at two MRIs.

Another white female reporter with a pockmarked face hurriedly reported: "After our multi-faceted comparison, it is determined that Director Zhang is compared with three days ago. There has been an amazing improvement, although there are still some slight cerebral infarctions, but it is believed that it will take another half a month to fully recover. ā€

It can be seen that Western medicine has the advantage of precision technology, and this. It is precisely the so-called Chinese medicine that cannot be compared. ā€

Xiao Qiang frowned: "It's really nonsense, this pockmarked reporter's teeth have to be broken." ā€

Dean Liu was very proud, tilting his head to look at Xiao Qiang: "I have restored Director Zhang's cerebral infarction to the best level within three days, and even in half a month, Director Zhang can fully recover." ā€

"Next, let me ask you, Xiao Qiang, since you are boasting about the power of Chinese medicine. Speak for traditional Chinese medicine, can you control Director Zhang's cerebral infarction within three days? Hehe...... Traditional Chinese medicine is just a matter of looking and hearing, and there is not even a single instrument, even if you want to make scientific judgments, I'm afraid it will be difficult, right? ā€

Xiao Qiang laughed angrily and said lightly: "I can cure Director Zhang's cerebral infarction within a few minutes." ā€

"What?"

Dean Liu circled around Xiao Qiang several times. laughed so much that his mouth grinned on his cheeks: "Today's young people are so fond of talking big." I'm putting my words here, don't say it's you a spearhead kid, even if you invite Thomson, a top expert in the United States, to use the top medical equipment, you don't dare to say such big things. ā€

Xiao Qiang didn't give face at all, and said-for-tat: "Thomson is a fart? I don't deserve to lift my shoes. ā€

Dean Liu was furious. Pointing at Xiao Qiang, he said, "Okay, you treat me, you cure Dean Liu's illness now, young man, what's the use of just talking big?" Traditional Chinese medicine will play tricks. Hands-on ability is extremely poor. ā€

Xiao Qiang shook his head depressedly.

Am I poor hands-on? If I do it, you old man will die a hundred times.

Xiao Qiang is really going to start doing it.

He walked up to Zhang Wei, his consciousness swept in Zhang Wei's mind, all the injuries were clear in his chest, and said: "Director Zhang, are you dizzy, drowsy, drowsy, and even fall asleep when you eat and talk?" ā€

"You're so right, young man."

Zhang Wei dozed off listlessly: "I just want to sleep, I don't have any energy at all, Dean Liu showed me the film, saying that I have recovered a lot, but I don't feel good at all, it seems to be aggravating." ā€

Xiao Qiang asked Dean Liu: "If I'm not wrong, Director Zhang is so sleepy, is it a sign of aggravation of cerebral infarction?" It's not alleviating at all, I have already managed Director Zhang's cerebral infarction well three days ago, and now the condition is getting worse again, how did Dean Liu treat it? ā€

"Aggravated?"

Dean Liu kept shaking his head: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, the MRI film shows that it is much lighter."

Xiao Qiang asked rhetorically: "Does MRI have to be authoritative?" Does it have to be right? ā€

Dean Liu responded aggressively: "Nuclear magnetic resonance is already a super-advanced technology, and the nuclear magnetic resonance machine of Yuncheng Hospital is valuable."

1200 yuan, which is also the best equipment in the country, this film is absolutely right, I vouch for the reputation of Yuncheng Hospital and my personal reputation......"

Bang.

Before Dean Liu could finish speaking, Director Zhang Wei fell on the table and fainted.

Dean Liu was completely dumbfounded: "What's wrong?" What the hell is going on here? ā€

"Director Zhang, Director Zhang, wake up."

Zou Yun, who was standing behind Zhang Wei, was completely panicked, if Zhang Wei had an accident at the boundary of Yuncheng, he, the police chief, would not want to do it, just pat his ass and get out.

"Dean Liu, what the hell is going on?"

Zou Yun angrily grabbed Dean Liu's neck and asked, "Didn't you say that Director Zhang's condition has improved?" Nima's, that's what you mean by getting better? Why did Director Zhang faint? Nima's, cure me quickly, believe it or not, I'm going to shoot you now? ā€

"I ...... I cure ......"

Dean Liu was stunned for a long time, and then woke up in a daze, trembling: "Quick, push Dean Liu into the operating room, I want to have a craniotomy." ā€

"It's too late."

Xiao Qiang frowned and shook his head: "Do you want to open your skull?" It's a big fuss, or let me use acupuncture therapy, right? ā€

He took out a thirty silver needle, and with a swift move, he pierced the big hole in Director Zhang's brain with lightning speed, and completed it in one go.

That feeling is indescribably fluent. Chic, as if arranging flowers.

Xiao Qiang's true qi gushed out, and thirty silver needles poured into Director Zhang's brain.

Zizizi......

A white mist appeared above Director Zhang's head, and after a while, Director Zhang's body moved slightly.

Zou Yun was overjoyed: "Director Zhang moved, Director Zhang moved." ā€

Dean Liu's face was more ugly than a dead pig.

Xiao Qiang was full of energy. It took a lot of True Qi to last for more than ten minutes, and it slowly ended.

"Well, why did I faint just now?"

Zhang Wei immediately raised his head, with a smart spirit hidden in his eyes, and stood up suddenly: "What happened just now?" Hey? Why is my brain full of needles? ā€

So the reporters were stunned.

"The unconscious Director Zhang actually stood up?"

"How is this possible? Director Zhang is a cerebral infarction. ā€

"Isn't this a return to light?"

……

Zou Yun was overjoyed: "Director Zhang, you just fell ill and fainted, but you scared me to death." ā€

"Sick?"

Zhang Wei smiled: "No? I'm feeling so good right now. You see, I'm going to give you two steps to see, one step, two steps, really, I feel more energetic and energetic now. ā€

Dean Liu's brain was groggy, about Zhang Wei's condition. Almost unexplainable.

Xiao Qiang took back the silver needle on Zhang Wei's head and said confidently: "Director Zhang's lesion has been completely cured. I'll prescribe a prescription for Director Zhang to consolidate in a while, and I won't do it again. ā€

"Impossible."

Dean Liu jumped up suddenly: "How could a cerebral infarction be cured so quickly?" Can you just stick a few needles in Director Zhang's head? Fool whom? I don't believe it, absolutely not. ā€

Xiao Qiang said: "Don't you have that 12 million NMR machine?" You can take Director Zhang to check it out. ā€

Dean Liu immediately said: "Doctor Huang, take Director Zhang to check it out, you can't be sloppy at all, remember?" ā€

Dr. Huang took Director Zhang for an examination. Half an hour later, Dr. Huang came back, frustrated and puzzled, and handed the test sheet to Dean Liu.

Dean Liu took the test sheet and looked at it, his eyes widened. Dumbfounded: "No abnormalities in the brain cavity?" How can it be? The cerebral infarction was eliminated out of thin air? Director Zhang has a severe cerebral infarction. ā€

"Dean Liu, what do you mean?"

Zhang Wei was very annoyed: "Are you looking forward to my death?" My cerebral infarction was cured by Xiao Qiang, you actually look very depressed? You don't have any medical ethics at all, do you? You are still the director of Yuncheng Hospital. ā€

"No, Director Zhang, don't be angry, I didn't mean that."

Dean Liu's face turned red and he stammered, "I just feel incredible how quickly your condition has improved. ā€

Xiao Qiang was extremely disappointed in his heart, and looked at Dean Liu: "In the final analysis, you don't believe in the traditional Chinese medicine left by your ancestors at all, and even despise, disgust, and spurn, right?" You don't want to believe that Chinese medicine can cure diseases, do you? ā€

Dean Liu was speechless and thought for a while before he hardened his head and said with a red face: "I suspect that Director Zhang was cured by taking the medicine from our hospital, and it is not the reason for your acupuncture at all. ā€

Xiao Qiang asked, "That Director Zhang fainted just now, how can you explain it?" ā€

"This ......," Dean Liu said, "that's just ...... It's just a ...... accident."

"By chance?"

Xiao Qiang smiled angrily: "Dean Liu, can you still be a little more cheeky?" ā€

The reporters burst into laughter.

Dean Liu's body trembled, and he said loudly: "Anyway, I just don't believe that Chinese medicine can cure diseases." ā€

"Dean Liu, you are too stubborn, this is a bad habit."

Xiao Qiang sat down, crossed Erlang's legs as if no one was around, and said, "Okay, all the reporters are here today, I will teach Dean Liu of Yuncheng Academy a lesson, so that he can experience what is the real Chinese medicine and national arts." ā€

"Dean Liu, I'm here to play today, how do you want to compare? I'm as I please. ā€

When Dean Liu heard this, he suddenly came to his senses: "The patients who came to see the doctor today, pick out three people at random, let's see the doctor separately, and write the illness on the medical record, whoever is wrong, who will admit defeat, do you dare to bet?" ā€

Xiao Qiang shook his head.

"What? Don't you dare? Dean Liu suddenly became confident.

Xiao Qiang smiled: "I mean: diagnosing the condition is not a good thing, the important thing is to cure the disease, otherwise what kind of disease will people come to see?" ā€

"Okay."

Dean Liu was full of pride: "I have been immersed in Western medicine for decades, and there is no disease that I can't see, Dr. Huang, hurry up and bring the patient." ā€

After Dr. Huang went out. Bring a mother and son.

The mother stood in front of Dean Liu with her child and said in surprise: "Dean Liu, you are an expert in Yuncheng Hospital, you are so lucky to be able to treat your child, it all depends on you." ā€

Dean Liu was very proud: "What's wrong with the child?" ā€

The mother puts the clothes on the child's arm. Patches of red bumps are exposed.

Scratch a big piece.

Very itchy.

When Dean Liu saw it, he immediately said confidently: "This is urticaria, which is the most common skin disease. ā€

Xiao Qiang smiled: "Everyone knows this, may I ask Dean Liu, how to treat it?" ā€

Dean Liu said: "After eating riboflavin, chlorpheniramine, after two hours, it will naturally be reduced." ā€

Xiao Qiang asked rhetorically: "Is this how Dean Liu treats diseases?" Hives are capricious and subside today. Tomorrow, according to Dean Liu, although you can take medicine for the time being to get rid of urticaria, but tomorrow the urticaria will come again, what should I do? Do you still come to Dean Liu for consultation? Does Dean Liu still want to build yƬ he takes riboflavin, chlorpheniramine? ā€

"This ......"

Dean Liu was stunned by the question and could not respond.

The mother strongly agreed with Xiao Qiang's words: "This big brother said it really well. I also knew that my son had hives, and the doctors were all taking chlorpheniramine. However, chlorpheniramine is only a hormonal drug, and it will recur the next day. It's not the way to go on like this. ā€

"Moreover, hormone drugs cannot be taken all the time, which will affect the immune system ......"

Xiao Qiang's eyes were shining, staring at Dean Liu. He seemed to be smiling: "Dean Liu, how do you say you want to treat it?" ā€

Dean Liu thought for a while and said, "The cause of urticaria is complex, and systematic testing is needed to get rid of the root cause. In this way, I will give you an order, and you will do chest X-ray, blood test, urine test, blood routine, and saliva test, and after you have done it, I will give you a systematic look. ā€

"Haha......" Xiao Qiang laughed.

Dean Liu was furious: "What are you laughing at? ā€

Xiao Qiang asked, "May I ask Dean Liu, how long does it take to do these tests and get the results?" ā€

Dean Liu said, "It will take about a day and a half. ā€

Xiao Qiang asked again: "May I ask Dean Liu again, how much does it cost to do these tests?" ā€

This ......" Dean Liu wiped his sweat: "About...... It costs 2,000 dollars. ā€

Xiao Qiang said bluntly: "A small hives, not including the cost of medicine, just the test will cost 2,000 yuan, Dean Liu, with all due respect, are you treating the disease or killing pigs?" ā€

The reporters burst into laughter.

The white reporters were flushed.

Dean Liu was speechless for a moment: "This, systematic testing, all have a cost, 2,000 yuan, which is already the least." ā€

"2,000 or the least?"

The mother was so shocked that her jaw was about to fall, and she shook her head like a rattle: "I went out of a street stall, and I earn 2,000 yuan a month, how can I afford the test?" Forget it, we won't treat this disease, kid, let's go, let's go home. ā€

"Mom, I have an itch ......" The child began to cry before he walked out of the door.

Although Dean Liu is angry and contemptuous of traditional Chinese medicine, he is also a warm-hearted person in his bones.

"Don't go."

Dean Liu said: "You can test the child, I will give you the 2,000 yuan." ā€

Xiao Qiang listened, and immediately retracted his contempt for Dean Liu - this guy is just stubborn, not bad.

"No need for a test, my brother will treat you."

Xiao Qiang pulled the child over, checked his pulse, and said: "Weakness, fear of heat, sleep market, dryness." This is all the source of hives. ā€

Dean Liu sneered: "Who can't say it, no one can see through it anyway." ā€

Xiao Qiang didn't explain, took out the silver needle, and pricked more than a dozen needles on the child's arm full of red bumps.

After less than ten minutes, the red bumps disappeared on their own, revealing fair skin.

Everyone was stunned.

Many reporters hurriedly turned their cameras at the children and clicked to shoot.

The white reporters pouted and shrugged helplessly.

Dean Liu was also taken aback: "You...... How are you? ā€

Xiao Qiang smiled: "You want to take care of it?" This is the knowledge of Chinese medicine, you don't need to know if you study Western medicine. ā€œ

Dean Liu ate a closed door soup, and his heart was panicked.

Xiao Qiang asked the child: "Children, are you still itching now?" ā€

The child jumped and jumped happily: "Big brother, I don't itch at all, I feel as if even the roots have been removed here, and I will never itch again in the future." ā€

He pointed to Dean Liu again and said to Xiao Qiang: "Big brother's medical skills are really powerful, any needle can cure my disease, much more powerful than this grandfather." ā€

Xiao Qiang smiled proudly at Dean Liu: "No way, children love to tell the truth." Dean Liu, you have a lot of adults, don't pay too much attention to it, Tong Yan is unscrupulous. ā€

Dean Liu's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and it was scary. (To be continued......)