Chapter 487: 42 degrees of super high fever
The truth is so ingenious, a bottle of drip only hung a small half bottle, Wang Shao couldn't stand it, first vaguely said nonsense, then began to twitch the corners of his mouth, and finally completely passed out, and his cheeks became pale.
"It's not good, his body temperature has risen, it has reached 42 degrees Celsius, it is dangerous!" said a nurse as she looked at the thermometer.
Ma Wenhao was taken aback when he heard this, "42 degrees?"
Ms. Wang was a little panicked, "Professor Ma, what danger will occur at 42 degrees?"
Assistant Liu said anxiously: "Mr. Wang, it's not good, such a high fever will not go away, it will burn out the brain, and it will kill people!"
"Huh?" Ms. Wang's face turned white with fright.
At this moment, Ms. Wang was completely panicked, and hurriedly grabbed Ma Wenhao and said, "Ma Wenhao, what are you doing!? If something happens to my nephew, I won't be done with you!"
Ma Wenhao was also a little scared, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, let me think about it, there must be something wrong, you let me think about it." ”
But he thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way.
This medicine was prescribed by him, and there was a situation that he did not expect, and he had a way to have eggs.
"It's impossible, this injection is a fever reducer, it shouldn't get worse and worse......" He really couldn't think of it.
Li Xiaodong said lightly: "Sick critical notice, whoever makes it is responsible." ”
Dean Zhang pointed at Ma Wenhao and said, "You should be responsible! Originally, Wang Shao only had a low-grade fever, but now it has deteriorated to a super high fever, and we are not responsible for the accident!"
A few doctors next to him also felt happy, and turned on the mocking mode one by one: "I thought that Professor Ma Wenhao of the dignified Asia-Pacific Medical Association had a lot of ability, and he was no different from us doctors in the East China Sea for a long time, or even a little worse, at least we wouldn't make Young Master Wang critically ill." ”
"Hmph, that's it, you're not ashamed to teach us, that's how you teach? Aren't you one of the most outstanding twenty doctors, you're at this level?"
Ma Wenhao was so angry that his face turned red, and he stared at them dryly, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Hurry up and rescue my nephew, he has an accident, and I am not done with you!" cried the noblewoman surnamed Wang, pointing at them.
Facing this aunt of the Wang family, Dean Zhang lost her temper, after all, she was the god of wealth in the hospital.
He had no choice but to say: "Mr. Wang, now the cause of Young Master Wang's illness is unknown, and Professor Ma used another medicine indiscriminately just now, and we don't know how to start." ”
A doctor followed and said, "Otherwise, you should find Professor Ma, his medical skills are high, maybe he has a way to rescue Young Master Wang." ”
"What can he do, if he doesn't succeed enough and loses, he's a pig!" Ms. Wang scolded angrily, and for a while, Ma Wenhao's face turned red again, and it turned the color of reddish-purple pork liver.
"Xiaodong, you can take action, the patient is innocent, please take care of the patient for the sake of pity. Wang Hua said.
Dean Zhang and several doctors immediately surrounded him, and also said, "Mr. Xiaodong, please help, if Young Master Wang has an accident in our hospital, it will be difficult for us to do it......"
After all, the new inpatient building they are building is a donation from the Wang family, and they don't want to offend the owner and destroy a luxury building.
According to Li Xiaodong's original intention, a domineering woman surnamed Wang, and an arrogant professor surnamed Ma, he was disgusted when he saw these two people, and he really didn't want to help at all.
However, he also knew that Wang Hua's face could not be denied, and the innocent patients could not be saved, and Dean Zhang and Wang Hua, their counterparts in the East China Sea, should more or less lift them.
So he turned to Wang Hua and asked, "Do you know all the acupuncture methods I demonstrated in the medicine hall last time?"
Wang Hua said: "Yes, yes, but the patient's condition is strange, and I dare not use acupuncture indiscriminately." ”
"You can get the needle and get rid of the fever first. ”
Li Xiaodong leaned into his ear and whispered to him the precautions for administering needles, as well as Wang Shao's current physical signs and condition.
Wang Hua's eyes gradually brightened when he heard this, and his heart was also cheerful, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try." ”
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Hua picked up Ma Wenhao, as if he had changed into a different person, exuding a sense of confidence and even domineering, bluffing Ma Wenhao into a daze, thinking in his heart: When did Wang Hua dare to play majestic in front of me?
He wanted to ask him: Did you take the wrong medicine?
"Bring me my needle bag. Wang Hua stretched out his hand, and a grandmaster's aura came to his face.
Dean Zhang hurriedly ran to another room and personally brought a needle bag and delivered it.
He knew in his heart that Wang Hua's medical skills were already very high, and what was even more powerful was that he had learned a few hands from the divine doctor Li Xiaodong during the outpatient treatment of Kangshoutang, and now the level of medical skills has improved too much, in the eyes of him and his colleagues in the hospital, Wang Hua's medical skills have been called divine doctors, and they are the treasures of the hospital.
Wang Hua spread out the needle bag, took out a silver needle, and after a little sterilization, he held six needles in both hands and put needles on the patient's waist and chest.
"W-What kind of stitch is this?"
Ma Wenhao looked at it with wide eyes, he had never seen such a peculiar acupuncture method, holding six needles in both hands, pressing the needles at the same time, and twisting the needles at the same time.
One of the doctors said, "Aren't you a well-informed doctor?
Ma Wenhao: "......"
"Hmph, ignorance. Let me tell you, it's called the six-way acupuncture method. ”
The doctor sneered with a gun and a stick, feeling very happy. He had seen Professor Wang Hua use six-way acupuncture to treat diseases, and he also knew that this acupuncture method came from Li Xiaodong's teaching.
"Six-way stitching?"
Ma Wenhao thought hard for a while, and couldn't think of anything famous, so he shamelessly asked: "What is the special effect of this acupuncture?"
The doctor snorted and said: "The so-called six-way acupuncture method is a secret technique that originated from the Song Dynasty, and was once named 'the first needle in the world' by Song Huizong, which has miraculous effects in dispelling evil poisons and treating fever. Originally, this kind of acupuncture has been lost, but in the hands of our colleagues in the East China Sea, who are despised by you, it has now seen the light of day again and is being carried forward. ”
Ma Wenhao was embarrassed for a while and asked, "Is there really such a god?"
"Hmph. The doctor ignored him.
Half a moment later, a nurse said in surprise: "The fever has subsided, the fever has subsided, he is out of a coma!"
Ma Wenhao was startled, hurried over to look, and saw that Wang Shao, who was already in a coma, really opened a slit in his eyes, and then touched his forehead, and sure enough, it was no longer hot.
"Okay, the high fever is gone, out of danger. Wang Hua took the needle.
There was a burst of applause.
Dean Zhang said with a smile: "Professor Ma, the facts show that compared with Professor Wang, your medical skills are much worse." ”
"......" Ma Wenhao was ashamed of himself.
He couldn't help but ask, "Professor Wang, where did you learn this set of acupuncture techniques?"
Wang Hua said proudly: "The young man Li Xiaodong you looked down on just now is my mentor. ”
"What, is he?" Ma Wenhao looked at Li Xiaodong with a surprised face.
Li Xiaodong asked rhetorically: "What, I'm not like it?"
"......" Ma Wenhao was shocked and ashamed in his heart, if he said that he was inferior compared to Wang Hua, how much worse should he be compared with Wang Hua's teacher?
He really wanted to die headlong, but he never thought that he would come to the East China Sea and make such a big ugly scene.
"You're rubbish, get out of here!" the noblewoman surnamed Wang pointed at him, never wanting to see him again.
Ma Wenhao's face was black, and he didn't dare to talk back, and walked away.
(End of chapter)