The great luck in the misfortune is that in addition to their son, two others were also poisoned at the same time.

One of them is obviously a wealthy family, and he knows how to deal with such a sudden emergency.

Otherwise, the two peasant couples usually have dizziness and brain fever, they are lying on their own beds, they don't know anything about the treatment process of the hospital in the big city, and their most knowledgeable son in the family is poisoned and falls, and they don't know what to do.

With someone who understands taking the lead, Fang Binghan and his wife feel a lot more at ease, as long as they follow behind.

The First People's Hospital of Maoqin City is large in scale and magnificent, and it is much more advanced than the health center in the hometown county. Seeing that a very powerful doctor and expert examined and treated his son and the three of them, and later a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner came, although Fang Binghan and his wife were still worried, they thought that their son would definitely get better in the end.

At most, it's a little sinful, right?

But it wasn't long before their hearts were re-energized.

Looking at the nervous frowning and sweaty expressions of those doctors and experts, it seems that this disease is not easy to treat?

Fang Binghan and his wife immediately panicked and lost their proportions.

Originally, they didn't know what to do when they encountered such a big event, so they could only pin their hopes on doctors and experts.

Now that those of them have no ability, who else can they rely on?

Moreover, most of these experts were around the other two poisoned patients, and their poor peasants, who had no power and power, were rarely heeded.

- Actually, Dean Liang and the others were a little wronged, and the situation of the son of Fang Binghan was relatively light, so all the manpower allocation gave priority to Li Dingmin, who was the most urgent and dangerous.

Fang Binghan's family is honest, accustomed to the white eyes of people in the city, and occasionally they are bullied, but they just can't bear to say anything. If it was something else, seeing that Li Chengming and they were rich and powerful, they naturally retreated and forbeared.

But it is about the life of the most precious son, even if Fang Binghan and his wife fight for their lives, they must work hard.

It's just that they have the heart, but they don't have the power.

How to fight for it?

Until Yang Yonghui suddenly appeared.

Fang Binghan They don't know the difference between interns and chief physicians, in their eyes, both of them are white-clothed angels wearing big white coats, working in hospitals, saving lives and helping the wounded.

Those doctors, who are bald or fat, and who are generally older, have been busy working until now, not only have they not cured a person, but their faces are becoming more and more ugly.

On the contrary, the young man next to him had a calm face and a relaxed posture, giving people a sense of peace and security.

The point is, he was the only one who said a slightly more positive word.

Give it a try!

The children of their rich and noble families dare not try, our peasant children are born with a hard life, what dare not try!

The simple and honest reason prompted Fang Binghan and his wife to make the most important decision of their lives.

Yang Yonghui looked at their sincere and sincere eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm not completely sure, you have to think about it, do you really want me to be treated?"

Fang Binghan gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "Life and death are fate, wealth and wealth are up to the sky! Little doctor, you just have to treat it, if it's true...... Really can't be cured, we ...... We don't blame you either!"

Fang Binghan said that he was in the back, his voice choked, and he endured his grief.

His wife grabbed him by the arm, tears beginning to flow silently.

Yang Yonghui's heart trembled.

He seemed to feel the weight of family affection that could not be seen or touched.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best. ”

Yang Yonghui left a solemn promise and turned to Fang Zihong who was lying on the bed.

At this time, Fang Zihong had all kinds of tubes inserted in his body, and all kinds of instruments were placed next to the bed, and he was frantically calling for warnings, which made people feel uneasy.

"Intravenous p-alataminophen at ten times the normal concentration. ”

(Note: The names of the drugs in this book are all made up at random, and they do not exist after searching on Baidu.) If you accidentally have this kind of drug, it is pure coincidence and please ignore it automatically. Thank you!)

Yang Yonghui instructed a nurse next to him.

The little nurse was stunned and didn't react.

"What?"

"Intravenous p-alataminophen at ten times the normal concentration. Do you hear that?" Yang Yonghui repeated.

The little nurse heard it this time, and originally wanted to ask Dean Liang for instructions, but when she came into contact with Yang Yonghui's majestic gaze, she somehow subconsciously did it.

Dean Liang and Director Zhong on the other side also heard it, their faces moved, their mouths opened, but they didn't open their mouths to stop them at the first time.

It has a disinfecting effect on propaminophen, and it is barely symptomatic here.

Just ten times the normal concentration......

I don't know if it was because of Yang Yonghui's identity or the idea of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, the two hospital leaders tacitly shut up and acquiesced in Yang Yonghui's behavior of treating patients.

The little nurse had just completed Yang Yonghui's instructions and injected Fang Zihong with p-alaminophen, when she suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and she was startled.

What did I just do?

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Dean Liang's side, only to see an unclear look cast over there, and then lowered his head and ignored it.

Whew~ Fortunately, the dean has no intention of blaming.

The little nurse just breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Yonghui had a new instruction.

"Intramuscular injection of levonicatine, 3g!"

Dean Liang over there couldn't help but not look up, and his brows jumped.

The little nurse was stunned again.

Yang Yonghui was very dissatisfied with her reaction: "Hurry up, now we are rescuing! There is not so much time to delay!"

"Oh, oh!" the little nurse was shouted at like this, as if she had returned to her soul, and hurriedly went to prepare.

At the same time, he also glanced at the direction of Dean Liang again.

The latter lowered his head, as if he was busy observing the patient Li Dingmin, and did not say anything.

But the distance between the two sides was only a few meters, and Yang Yonghui said loudly, it was impossible for him not to hear it.

It's just that levonicatine is used orally, is there really no problem with intramuscular injection?

The little nurse felt that she had learned medical knowledge for so many years, and she had a premonition that it was going to be subverted.

Her hunch was right!

Next, Yang Yonghui's instructions were one after another, and there was no time to stop at all.

The little nurse had just completed one step, and Yang Yonghui immediately ordered her to do the next step.

It doesn't matter if these are any of this, when the hospital is busy, the little nurse has also tried such a continuous rotation without touching the ground.

But the point is that Yang Yonghui's intern did not follow the usual path at all, either the amount of medicine was particularly large, or the usage was ingenious.

Oral injection, external application, internal application, injection application......

Can this save people?

But Dean Liang and Director Zhong were next to them, they did not speak out against the stop, Yang Yonghui's tone and attitude were unquestionable, and the little nurse could only do it one by one while trembling and frightened.

(End of chapter)