The doctor sneered, "You're the one who should get out!"

Without waiting for Su Banxia to speak, he continued to spit out swear words, "What do you Chinese medicine practitioners do? Do you boil Chinese herbs? When we go back to the big city and stay in the big city, we need some health tea for the leaders, earthquake relief, etc., what we need is our surgeons!"

Su Banxia has always known that since Western medicine was transmitted to China, there has been less and less understanding of Chinese medicine in China, and even more and more distrust of Chinese medicine, and now, this surgeon has even said that this kind of Chinese medicine can only boil herbs.

The second uncle was ordered to lead the team over in danger, but he was afraid that he would be troubled along the way.

She exhaled softly, pulled the curtain open, and pushed the doctor out directly, "I'm going to save people now, and I'll talk about it until I save them."

After Su Banxia finished speaking, he closed the curtain of the tent, blocked another bed at the door, and refused to be visited by anyone, so he took out the tools from the space and treated Zhuo Yanqing.

She originally wanted to order Zhuo Yanqing's sleeping hole, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate.

Under the severe pain, it is very likely that the person will come to his senses.

She threw the dagger into the alcohol and soaked it, and then rubbed the pill with an anesthetic effect around Zhuo Yanqing's wound vigorously until the pill was used up, then she took out the dagger and cleaned up the rotten flesh on his leg.

The effect of the pill is not as strong as the effect of numbness boiling or anesthetic needles, during this period, Zhuo Yanqing faintly felt something, opened his eyes in a daze, and only felt that the vague shadow in front of him made him feel very relieved, and he fainted again.

Seeing this, Su Banxia poured a large amount of hemostatic powder, stopped Zhuo Yanqing's blood, wrapped the wound with a bandage, fed him a blood pill, and probed his pulse and forehead.

The originally hot forehead had cooled down, and the weak pulse had gradually returned to calm, and it was not until this moment that Su Banxia's hanging heart completely fell.

She moved her stiff limbs and got up to move the plank bed, not surprised by the people outside, led by the surgeon with whom she had argued before.

Seeing Su Banxia come out, and the person who carried it in never reacted, the surgeon didn't think about opening his mouth to mock, "No wonder you are so arrogant, you dare to let me, the attending doctor, get out of it, it turns out that you are backed by the mountain of Dean Su."

The news of Dean Su's powerful niece, who was on his lips every day, had spread to every corner of the medical team in just one night.

This doctor was angry at Su Banxia, and when he went back to complain, he was reminded to suddenly understand that Su Banxia's arrogant confidence was Su Xin in the courtyard!

Almost all of the doctors who came over this time were surgeons from the First Hospital, and there were many people who were not convinced by Su Xin, an old antique of traditional Chinese medicine, but the rescue tasks were usually busy, and Su Xin was very knowledgeable about the times and gave them the tent to use every time, so they held this anger in their hearts.

And now, the rescue situation is gradually stabilizing, and Su Xin's niece is rushing to deliver the handle, how can they bear it?

As soon as the surgeon's voice fell, someone immediately stood up again, "It's just a teenage girl, so she dares to say wildly, let the surgeon of our first hospital get out, Su Xin's tutor is really good!"

The others laughed, and the mockery in their laughter was too obvious.

Su Banxia didn't open her mouth to conflict with them at this time, which would increase the contradiction and embarrass her second uncle, so she was waiting, waiting for Meng Xingyu to bring the old leader over.

(End of chapter)