Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 1385 I have explained the case analysis to your dean

Jiang Fan looked at him seriously: "Based on the current situation, I really don't have the right. Wait for me."

The director always felt that this young man looked a little strange, both in his behavior and his language style.

Some are swift and resolute, but also have a kind of arrogance that comes from being in control of a situation.

The director had a very bad feeling towards this kind of person. After all, he didn't feel respected by him at all.

Jiang Fan went out to make a phone call. After a while, he came back holding the phone and said softly, "Director, I have a call here that I need you to answer."

The director answered the phone doubtfully. He looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, "Hello? This is Zhao Penglin."

"Director Zhao, I'm Song Hai."

This one sentence almost scared Zhao Penglin so much that he had to go back to work to finish the tea he had just drunk.

He immediately sat up straight and said, "Dean Song, do you have anything to say?"

Song Hai said: "Jiang Fan told me there is a patient named Dingdang, right? He just told me about the child's condition. I will give you a special application channel. You just need to fill out the form and give the information to me directly."

"This..." Zhao Penglin was a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure? Then the hospitalization expenses, we are just going to review and approve it normally, or..."

This time, Jiang Fan spoke first: "I will pay for the expenses myself, you just need treatment."

Jiang Fan carefully confirmed again: "Are you sure that the success rate of your hospital's doctors performing this operation is 100%?"

Zhao Penglin said unkindly: "No one can confirm that the success rate of an operation is 100%. As long as there is an operation, there will be special circumstances."

"But we can guarantee that the success rate is over 80 percent."

Jiang Fan said, "Okay, but I need to be in the operating room for the entire surgery."

This time, Zhao Penglin's face turned completely black.

"You are kidding me. What kind of place is an operating room? How can you, an outsider, come in and out as you please?"

Jiang Fan said: "Your Dean Song knows my medical level well."

There was a cough on the other end of the phone, and Song Hai said, "Director Zhao, I heard what Jiang Fan said just now. If he wants to go, let him go. I will give special approval."

"But this" This doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it?

"It's okay. Jiang Fan is a doctor. His medical skills are quite high. All the surgeries he has performed so far have been successful. He hasn't made any mistakes. Let him go in. He will feel more at ease."

Since Dean Song said so, Zhao Penglin reluctantly agreed even though he was dissatisfied.

But the look he gave Jiang Fan became more complicated.

After hanging up the phone, he said sarcastically: "I didn't expect your connections to be so strong that you even found our dean."

Jiang Fan said lightly: "Oh, I told him about the case analysis before."

"..."

Are you trying to show off?
How can it be?

Our dean is a person of very high rank. You, a young man who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, are giving our dean case analysis.

It's a big joke.

Zhao Penglin didn't take it to heart. He sneered and then talked to Jiang Fan about some specific details of the operation.

During the conversation, he found that Jiang Fan really understood. Jiang Fan could recite all the procedures and professional names required for any professional operation.

In the end, even Zhao Penglin couldn't help but ask out of curiosity: "Which medical department were you in before? What projects did you mainly work on?"

Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Cardiology, orthopedics, amputation, brain surgery, I can do all of them."

Fart. Are you kidding me?
How can someone be all-round in all areas?

Zhao Penglin thought that Jiang Fan didn't want him to verify his past medical cases, so he kept it secret and didn't want to say anything.

He didn't ask any more questions.

That evening, the hospital contacted several bone marrow donors.

Give them a physical examination at one time and match the final acceptance effect.

As Jiang Fan predicted, the bone marrow of a middle-aged woman was the last to match.

At first Zhao Penglin thought it was a coincidence, but when Jiang Fan made accurate predictions and even gave him all the possible outcomes, he was completely shocked.

Asked: "How do you know this person is the best match? Were you sure it would be her from the beginning?"

Jiang Fan said helplessly: "The various inspection reports are clearly written, and you can see it once you combine them."

Zhao Penglin looked embarrassed.

Even a senior doctor like me couldn’t see it, but a young man could?
I remembered that Jiang Fan had said before that he had presented case analysis to the dean.

Maybe what he said was true.

For several consecutive days, many doctors were busy making preoperative preparations for Dingdang, and various blood tests and examinations were carried out one after another.

Dingdang looked at his uncle who followed him every day and asked happily, "Uncle, is my illness going to be cured?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, your illness will be cured soon. I will perform surgery on you in the next few days, and then you can be discharged from the hospital."

Dingdang clenched his fists excitedly.

"Then I want to go to the amusement park. I want to make friends and play with other people in the kindergarten."

Jiang Fan said gently: "Of course, as long as you cooperate with the doctor's treatment, you can go out and make new friends."

The day before the operation, the nurse told Jiang Fan that the sun was shining brightly, so they should take Dingdang out for a walk after giving him proper protection.

After spending a few days together, the nurse found that Jiang Fan was easy to talk to, handsome and generous.

Several young and beautiful nurses were very close to Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan kept a distance. He would occasionally joke with everyone, but always kept it within the prescribed limits.

One of the girls came a little closer and wanted to have some ambiguity with Jiang Fan, but was rejected by Jiang Fan sharply.

"Sorry, I have a girlfriend. You are so good. You can pay more attention to the people around you." Jiang Fan smiled at him warmly.

When Dingdang heard that she could go downstairs, she danced with excitement.

He was sitting in a wheelchair and the nurse wrapped him tightly.

Along the way, he found everything on the roadside new and fresh.

"Wow, what a big dragonfly. This dragonfly is actually blue and thin. It looks so strange."

He chuckled to himself for a long time, and just wanted to grab it with his hand, but immediately withdrew his hand.

He said to himself, "The nurse told me not to move things. I'm still sick."

She sounded disappointed, but soon adjusted herself and said happily, "I'll be well soon, and I'll be able to touch you soon."

Jiang Fan rarely noticed such a sensible side in a child who was just over three years old.

"Don't worry, you will be discharged from the hospital soon. When the time comes, uncle will take you out to play?"

Dingdang nodded happily and asked, "Can my father come to see me?"