C16 Special Patient

"Ladies and gentlemen, time is of the essence right now, so if you have any ideas or suggestions, feel free to say them."

Zhao Tiancheng broke the silence and asked.

It had been four hours since the patient was admitted into the hospital. There was no more reasonable solution. The patient would not be able to last until tomorrow.

The patient was an old man in his 70s. There was a bullet in his head, and it had been suppressing his nerves for a long time.

The patient had been stimulated today. He suddenly fainted and spat out blood.

It was nothing much. Doctors were not gods, and they could not cure all kinds of illnesses.

However, the identity of this patient was not ordinary. He was the father of the current city head of Jiangzhou City, Xue Zhengshan.

This made the First Hospital have to treat him seriously.

"Director, I still insist on my opinion. We can only operate on the craniotomy and take out the shrapnel."

Chief of the Department of Brain Surgery, Lu Fengyu, said.

"But the patient is old, and the risk of craniotomy is too high. Besides, everyone has seen the results of the examination. The shrapnel has already connected to the nerves. If there is an accident, the patient will be in a vegetative state. If there is a serious injury, the patient will die on the spot."

"Yeah, we can't take this risk. It's better to send the patient to Beijing. There might be a way there."

"The patient's current condition can't withstand the bumpy ride anymore!"

In the consultation room, the specialists immediately started to argue.

At this moment, a nurse knocked on the door and a test report was handed in.

After a doctor saw it, he immediately exclaimed, "The patient's organs are constantly failing, his nerves are weak, and his brain cell activity is lower than normal."

"No matter how it is resolved, we must first stabilize the patient's condition."

Outside the ward, Xue Zhengshan was pacing back and forth anxiously. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, and the cigarette in his hand did not stop.

"Mayor Xue, don't worry. I believe that the old man is blessed by heaven. He will be fine."

"Who are you?"

Xue Zhengshan looked back at the young doctor in front of him and asked.

"I am your father's doctor in charge. My name is Zhang Bo, a doctor in medicine. I just came back from studying abroad."

Xue Zhengshan's eyes turned cold and he asked, "Attending doctor? Why did you come out instead of treating my father?"

Although Zhang Bo did not cure Gong Qingyan last time, he relied on his return from studying abroad, his title as a medical doctor, and the support behind him.

He also entered the Jiangzhou City's First Hospital and became an attending physician.

This time, when Chief Xue's father was hospitalized, he also put in a lot of effort and became his attending physician.

He had originally wanted to gain a favorable impression from Chief Xue, but he did not expect that it would have the opposite effect.

"This..."

"I am going to the consultation room to see the results of the consultation."

After Zhang Bo finished speaking, he quickly left.

In the consultation room, there was still no perfect treatment plan.

Zhao Tiancheng suddenly had an idea and slapped his thigh. How could he have forgotten about that brat?

Then, he took out his phone and dialed Ye Feng's number.

Ye Feng was still in Gong Qingyan's ward.

He hung up the phone and turned to Ye Liy, "Liy, brother has something to do. Can you stay here and accompany Sister Gong?"

Then he said to Gong Qingyan, "There is a patient that needs me to go. I would like to trouble Miss Gong to help me take care of Liy. I will try my best to come back as soon as possible."

Finishing, he left the ward.

Ye Feng had just rushed to the door of the consultation room when he suddenly heard a voice.

"Isn't this the country bumpkin who knows acupuncture? What are you doing here? This is a place you can come to. "

"Are you talking to me?"

Ye Feng frowned and asked the person in front of him.

"Who else can it be if not you?"

Ye Feng felt baffled. He seemed to have seen this person somewhere before. However, did this person have a grudge with him?

He could not be bothered with him. He shook his head and pushed the door open to enter the consultation room.

When Zhao Tiancheng saw Ye Feng enter, he quickly greeted him and passed a copy of the patient's medical record to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked carefully and replied under Zhao Tiancheng's hopeful gaze, "Maybe I can give it a try!"

Zhao Tiancheng was delighted and said, "Come, tell me what you think."

When the surrounding experts heard this, they also quickly kept quiet.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng said, "The patient's current condition is simply because his nerves are being oppressed. It causes his meridians to be blocked. As long as the shrapnel is removed and these meridians are opened, after removing the bruises and blood, the illness will be cured. "

"What you said is simple, the shrapnel is close to the nerves, how can you guarantee that the shrapnel won't hurt the nerves?"

The brain is the most mysterious organ of human beings, so brain diseases are often the most troublesome. Even the most advanced equipment can't guarantee that there won't be any mistakes.

Ye Feng smiled and said confidently, "Since I said so, I can do it."

"Are you kidding me? You are just a country bumpkin who only knows how to use needles to deceive people!"

This sudden statement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Zhang Bo instantly felt high-spirited. He was the best person present today.

He continued to speak, "Do you know what 'bipolar electrocoagulation' and 'suction device' are?"

"Do you know what is' ICH 'and what is' SDH '?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I can cure the patient's illness. Can you?"

"Hahaha, who doesn't know how to talk big? Words are useless."

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhang Bo said loudly, "Do you dare to bet with me? If you lose, admit that TCM is trash. You are a big liar!"

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Zhang Bo, who was bouncing up and down like a monkey. His eyes revealed a disgusted expression.

He thought that he was arrogant because he was wearing a medical doctoral coat. If it wasn't for that guy's support, he wouldn't let this kind of person enter the First Hospital.

"I won't bet with you. TCM is a treasure that has been passed down in D Country for thousands of years. It's not something you can slander. You don't deserve it!"

"Good, well said. I believe you!"

Xue Zhengshan had just entered the consultation room when he heard Ye Feng's words. He could not help but say.

Ye Feng nodded to Xue Zhengshan and asked, "You are?"

"I am the patient's son."

Ye Feng looked at Xue Zhengshan and said seriously, "I am the inheritor and promoter of TCM. Although I cannot guarantee 100% success, I will do my best."

"Okay, I will leave my father's life to you!"