This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 889 Are you finished?

Director Xing's mind turned quickly, and he figured out who he should listen to in an instant.

Before Du Heng came, he was the biggest in the research institute, and he would be slapped on the face up and down. He had no choice but to pick the one that didn't hurt too much first.

But now that Du Heng is here, don't care what he says, what he does, whether what he says is unreasonable or what he does is right, just follow him anyway.

If he was beaten again at this time, it would not be Xing's business.

Turning around and bypassing the hall from the back, Director Xing took Du Heng directly to the ward.

At this time, in the ward, there was a little nurse who was aggrieved and giving electroacupuncture treatment to a young boy on the hospital bed.

Seeing this, Du Heng couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching a few times, and asked Director Xing very puzzled, "Is this the boy who was unconscious playing the piano?"

Director Xing took a step back and let Du Heng face the patient head-on, while he took the initiative to stand to the side, "That's right, it's him."

Du Heng licked his lips fiercely, and questioned again in disbelief, "But... now it's all like this, are you still being treated?"

Director Xing was very clear about the meaning of Du Heng's words.

But so what?
He himself is very helpless.

Director Xing wanted to straighten his back, but there seemed to be a heavy load on his shoulders, which made his waist that had just straightened up, unable to hold on for a second, and collapsed again.

With a weak sigh, Director Xing said very weakly, "The parents want to make trouble, but we don't have anyone who can talk, so we can only let them make trouble.

But don't look at them making a fuss, but there is no move to transfer the child, and we can't just watch the child whether it is or not. "

Du Heng glanced sideways at Director Xing, and couldn't help sneering twice in his heart.

The question answered is a bit irrelevant, and the pot was thrown out first, which is interesting.

"Then why do you need electroacupuncture? Which doctor ordered it?"

"Who dares to give this child a doctor's order at this time, or follow the previous treatment plan."

"Full treatment?"

"No, just do electro-acupuncture treatment, as well as the previous decoction."

Du Heng paused for a moment, frowning as he watched the nurse tidy up the tools. After the nurse had finished tidying up, Du Heng asked suddenly, "Have you been doing it for the past few days?"

"I didn't do it on the first day when the trouble started, but I have been doing it for the next few days." Director Xing replied very quickly.

"Their parents have no objection?"

"No, I didn't say anything." Director Xing's facial muscles twitched, and he said after holding back for a while, "they were arguing next to each other in all the offices a few days ago, but they didn't make a fuss in the treatment department on the first floor.

In the past two days, it has been transferred to the lobby, but they don't bother with the ward or the treatment room. "

Du Heng was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this family to have brains.

At the same time, I also understood why this matter lasted for so many days.

It turns out that people also talk about strategy.

Du Heng thought maliciously that maybe this family also knew that their child was hopeless, so they just took the time promised by Dr. Zhang as an excuse to make a fuss. Get a nice compensation payment.

As for not refusing the institute's treatment now, I guess there is still a ten-thousandth hope left in my heart.

What if the child wakes up during the trouble.

Of course, they also know the probability of this eventuality, just to have a thought.

While Du Heng was thinking about these things, the nurse had already packed up the electro-acupuncture equipment.

But the nurse didn't leave, but walked to the bedside, turned on a mobile phone on the bedside table, and played a piece of piano music that sounded like noise to Du Heng.

To be honest, Du Heng is a very unartistic person, and he himself knows this well.

What this etude, that serenade, in his ears, is not as good as when those old men sang "Sister Ga's gate, waves, three waves" on the mountain ridges when he was herding sheep.

So, when he heard the phone start playing, Du Heng frowned directly.

He asked the nurse directly, "Is this also the request of that doctor Zhang?"

The nurse glanced at Du Heng, but did not answer, but turned her gaze to Director Xing's face.

Director Xing hurriedly said, "Don't be dazed, this is our Vice President Du Heng Du, and he is here to deal with this child's affairs."

After hearing this, the nurse did not become happy as expected, but became even more aggrieved, pouting and said, "This was not requested by Doctor Zhang, but by the family members themselves.

It is said that this is psychotherapy, using the things that patients are most familiar with, so that patients can communicate with the outside world. "

Du Heng stared directly, "Psychotherapy is right, finding a familiar sound or smell that the patient likes may indeed arouse the patient's consciousness.

But it has to be what the patient likes. "

Du Heng was really a little angry, pointing to the phone and said, "Quickly turn off that thing.

The patient's epilepsy occurred because of overwork and participation in the piano competition. Even if you have no brains, you can imagine that the piano is not a pleasure in this child's life, it should be the source of pain.

It would be a strange thing to wake up from letting a sick person listen to things he doesn't like, and maybe even hate. "

Du Heng sighed angrily and helplessly, "If it were me, I would listen to things I don't like every day, and I wouldn't want to wake up."

Du Heng's identity was revealed, and the words came to this point, but the little nurse kept her mouth shut and looked at Du Heng so pitifully.

But this made Du Heng frowned again, "It's closed."

The little nurse was about to burst into tears, and said pitifully, "I dare not."

Don't dare?

Just turn off the music on your phone, why not dare?

Du Heng just wanted to get angry, but when he saw the appearance of the little nurse, his heart suddenly moved, "Why are the family members sorry for you?"

The little nurse nodded directly.

"I scolded you or beat you?" When Du Heng asked this, his tone was already a bit wrong.

People do the hardest and most tiring work, so why should they be wronged by you?

The little nurse said weakly, "Because of the meeting the day before yesterday, I was a little late for the treatment, and the child's family members started scolding me. The scolding was terrible, and they even beat me later."

Du Heng narrowed his eyes, "Did you really do it?"

While Du Heng was asking, he turned his head and squinted at Director Xing beside him.

The little nurse quickly shook her head, "No, no, they didn't hit me.

It was Director Xing who protected me and kept me behind.

But Director Xing was grabbed on the neck by the child's grandmother. "

Ok?
Du Heng was stunned for a moment.

These words made him change the image that Director Xing had already created.

Knowing the reason, Du Heng was not so angry anymore, and his tone softened immediately, "Don't worry, shut it down, I'm here this time, and I'll take responsibility for any problems."

With Du Heng's words, the little nurse reluctantly started this time and turned off the piano music that seemed to be noisy.

After the little nurse walked away with the things and made room, Du Heng also came to the front and began to make the most detailed diagnosis for the young man on the hospital bed.

This is the first time Du Heng has encountered a deep coma, that is, a vegetative state, so he has almost no experience with such a disease.

As for the treatment experience of those diseases in the past, it can also be said that there is absolutely no place for reference for this disease.

The previous diseases were in the internal organs, and adjusting their balance was the main means and method.

But in this vegetative state, the problem is not with the internal organs, but with the brain, which is an illusory spiritual consciousness recognized by modern medicine.

In Chinese medicine, it is to let the spirit, energy, and spirit return to the container of the physical body again.

So, can vegetative people be treated with traditional Chinese medicine?
Is this treatment purely spiritual, or does it depend on the patient's body?
Thinking of purely spiritual treatment, Du Heng shook his head slightly.

The so-called purely spiritual treatment refers to Tiao Dashen and Zhu Youshu, which have been classified as superstitions.

As for these two "medical techniques" that have been passed down for thousands of years, Du Heng has never touched, studied, used, or seen them so far, so he doesn't know whether they are effective or not.

But even according to the theory of the five elements of Chinese medicine, he still feels that these two methods may be more superstitious.

If this method of treatment is ruled out, it is still necessary to rely on the way of treating the body to achieve the purpose of awakening the gods.

So what to do?

Du Heng held his chin with one hand, his eyes were empty and out of focus, and he fell into deep thought.

Soon, he thought of a way.

The human body has twelve main meridians, the Ren and Du meridian, and 360 two acupoints. As long as the appropriate meridians and acupoints are selected and stimulated, they will vibrate, or in fashionable terms, generate biological static electricity, and stimulate the silent "God" , bringing it back to life should work.

At this time, Du Heng's eyes slowly began to flicker, and the expression on his face also slowly began to relax.

At this time, he had already started to select different meridians and acupuncture points in his mind, and sort out the effects of their combination.

It didn't take long for Du Heng to have a general idea, and after repeated scrutiny, he felt that the feasibility of this method was very high.

But if he only used acupuncture, Du Heng felt that he was not able to do it, and he was still not so interesting, so he thought of using medicine as a supplement.

What medicine to choose, once again baffled him.

He thought of many, many medicines, but none of them could achieve the effect he wanted, which made him a little irritable.

And this kind of irritability, he has not experienced for a long time.

Just when he couldn't help but swear, to relieve the restlessness in his heart, a blind medicine suddenly flashed through his mind.

Got it!

But before he could think about it, there was a loud chattering sound behind him.

Du Heng looked back, and saw two women, one old and one middle-aged, staring, spouting, stretching their fingers, standing behind him exhaling fragrance.

After listening carefully, it turned out that they didn't hear the piano sound that the child "liked", so they rushed over to clean up the little nurse.

And when they entered the ward and saw Du Heng and Director Xing, they pointed the finger at Director Xing, thinking that it was a good thing for him, a dog who can't make decisions.

When they knew Du Heng's identity, the two of them immediately changed their target to Du Heng, and even Du Heng saw joy and excitement in the eyes of the two of them.

"It turns out that you are the leader, you shrunken head..."

Du Heng looked at the two women in front of him blankly, but at this moment he could only see the facial expressions of the two women, which were extremely distorted, ferocious, and terrifying.

He can see the woman's big bright red mouth, the crooked teeth covered with scum, the tongue that moves like a boa constrictor, and even more clearly the bloody mouth that wants to devour people .

Du Heng could feel the spittle like flying arrows, he could also feel the iron-like fingers about to hit his face, and he could even smell the strange smell from their mouths.

However, he couldn't hear the voices of these two women, not a single bit of them.

It's not that he has a hearing problem, but that he did it on purpose.

I don't know why, since I saw Director Xing in Zheng Yuancheng's ward yesterday, Du Heng seems to have a supernatural power, he can block any sound he doesn't want to hear.

Even if you stick to your ears and yell out loudly with all your strength, if he doesn't want to listen, he won't be able to hear a word.

So now, it's like he's looking at two monsters who can only open their mouths.

Without turning his eyes, his face was expressionless, calm, and he did not retreat a step.

He just stood upright, watching the two perform in front of him coldly.

It's just that although his eyes are watching, his mind is already busy.

He fell into the state just now again, thinking about the selection of meridians and acupoints, the characteristics of the medicine, and whether the medicine is worth giving this child.

And the two women are also very interesting. They just kept talking, shouting, and even howling in the end. It can be said that they have passed on the essence of shrews that Chinese women have passed down for thousands of years, and they are fully displayed.

But no matter how they performed, Du Heng remained unmoved, even when their fingers and saliva touched Du Heng's face, Du Heng remained expressionless.

This makes it meaningless for them to act, and suddenly they start to panic, and act. . .Suddenly I couldn't continue acting.

Not to mention that he couldn't continue acting, there was a hint of panic in his eyes, so that he couldn't help but look at Director Xing next to him.

And Director Xing was also a little frightened, thinking whether Du Heng was frightened silly by the big scene behind his back, so he forgot to speak for a while.

But at this moment, Du Heng spoke in a very calm tone, "Have you guys finished?"

(End of this chapter)