City Peak Medical Saint

Chapter 22 Who Is That Man
Ma Yan's face was even paler, and he said incoherently: "It's over! You are crazy, you have nothing to do with me, you have nothing to do with me at all, don't try to rely on me, I will go to the dean to report the situation now."

After saying this, Ma Yan rushed out in a hurry and went straight to the dean's office.

Not long after, Qin Yuanya hurried over, and after seeing the situation, he immediately scolded angrily: "Lin Xiao, who allowed you to treat patients with liver disease without authorization, you are too bold, right? How do you explain it?"

At this time, Feng Ruiguang who came with him said angrily: "Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao, as a doctor of acupuncture and moxibustion, you even went to the hepatobiliary surgery to show off your prestige. Now you have caused a catastrophe, and no one can save you." you."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Yuanya, and said righteously: "Prince, the hospital will not tolerate such a person who acts as he pleases and has no rules. I suggest calling the police immediately."

Seeing Qin Yuanya's hesitation, Feng Ruiguang called the police on his own initiative, saying that Lin Xiao practiced medicine illegally and ignored human life.

After a while, the police came to the door, and without giving Lin Xiao any chance to defend himself, they took him away handcuffed.

Just before leaving, Lin Xiaowu turned his head and said, "Senior sister, this is just a conflict of medicine, your mother will wake up soon."

However, it was obvious that Yu Zhiqing didn't listen to him, she just burst into tears and secretly regretted it.

As soon as Lin Xiao was taken away, Qin Yuanya's phone rang loudly and he couldn't help but answer it.

In a blink of an eye, Qin Yuanya's eyes widened, and he stumbled and said, "Okay, okay, our hospital is ready, please rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly instructed: "Director Feng, get an ambulance to the airport to pick him up right away. A big man is coming here today, so don't neglect him."

Feng Ruiguang said hesitantly: "Who is it, what about Lin Xiao's matter?"

"Let's put Lin Xiao's matter aside for the time being, and the current matter is more important." As he spoke, Qin Yuanya glanced around, and whispered in his ear: "Someone is coming from the province, and an old leader is coming Our hospital is here for treatment."

After hearing this, Feng Ruiguang looked shocked, and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I will go now."

In an instant, Qin Yuanya had put Lin Xiao's matter out of his mind, and immediately called Wu Henglin for consultation.

After wandering around for a while, he hurriedly rushed to the senior management of the whole hospital. Dozens of people left the hospital gate in groups, standing in front of the outpatient department building and waiting quietly.

Not long after, when they were about to see through, an ambulance roared up, followed by a black Audi A6L with license plate number Jiang 000009.

The ambulance came to a complete stop, and the rear compartment suddenly opened, and several medical staff carried out a gray-haired old man from inside, and hurried to the outpatient building.

At this moment, the door of the Audi car opened, and three middle-aged men stepped out of it, all of them serious and angry.

Qin Yuanya was startled, and rushed forward to greet him: "Welcome, all leaders are warmly welcome to our hospital."

Among them was a man with a big belly. He laughed loudly and said, "Dean Qin, we meet again. Let me introduce you."

Qin Yuanya didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly reached out his hand to say hello: "Welcome to come, our hospital is very honored."

"Dean Qin, you are being polite. We are the ones who bother you." Zhou Wenjing inevitably greeted him politely, looking very enthusiastic.

As for Zhou Jianxing, he just nodded in agreement and didn't talk to him much.

After getting to know each other, the man with a big belly, that is, Luo Huaichuan, director of the Bocheng Health Bureau, said with a straight face: "President Qin, we are here for Mr. Zhou's illness. The Affiliated Hospital of Bocheng Medical University is the most Good medical institution, I hope you can go all out and don't let the two leaders go for nothing."

Qin Yuanya was well aware of the priorities, and quickly expressed his opinion: "Leaders, please rest assured, I have already summoned experts from various disciplines to conduct a comprehensive consultation for Mr. Zhou."

When he said this, his heart trembled a little. Although he had already retired, he still had a pivotal position.

Qin Yuanya took the lead and made a gesture to invite the three to be admitted to the hospital. Dozens of medical staff lined up in shifts and lined the road to welcome them, not daring to take a breath.

As expected of the dean, Qin Yuanya is very efficient in handling affairs. More than 20 medical authoritative experts gathered in Mr. Zhou's high-ranking ward. These are the top medical seniors of the affiliated hospital.

They inspected Zhou Liming in an orderly manner, and all the test data of various test sheets were placed in front of them.

A group of medical experts were discussing in one go, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes relaxing their eyebrows, in short, they couldn't agree on what to do.

"It's not easy. Mr. Zhou's illness is too serious. The cerebral infarction caused by high blood pressure can only be treated with interventional therapy."

"No, anticoagulation should be carried out first, otherwise it is very likely to cause a large area of ​​cerebral palsy, and it will die before interventional treatment."

"There is a slight hemorrhage in the brain. I think it should be caused by a tumor. I need to strengthen a brain MRI."

An hour has passed, and various inspection reports have piled up like a mountain, and they have tossed and tossed about what should be done and what should not be done.

After trying furosemide, intracranial decompression, thrombolysis, and anticoagulation, Zhou Liming remained motionless, lying on the bed with his eyes slanted, his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Trash, idiot, a dignified tertiary hospital, but it can't cure a stroke." Seeing this situation, Luo Huaichuan angrily scolded.

A group of experts swallowed their anger, and no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere at the scene was tense.

Zhou Wenjing was also greatly disappointed, and sighed heavily: "Is it really hopeless?"

At this moment, Zhou Jianxing, whose face was livid, suddenly broke out, and he said angrily, "I've said it all, the old man is hopeless, in such a good hospital in Beijing, so many experts can't help, come here and he will be saved! ? You don’t listen to my words, it’s all right now, it’s just a mess!”

Qin Yuanya murmured that it was not good, and hurriedly said: "Two leaders, please be patient, Mr. Wu, he will be here soon, he is very good at dealing with strokes in the elderly."

"Mr. Wu, which Mr. Wu?" Zhou Jianxing asked in surprise.

Qin Yuanya smiled and said, "Wu Henglin, Mr. Wu."

"It's him!" Zhou Jianxing was taken aback, and hope was rekindled in his heart. After all, Mr. Wu often treated the upper-level leaders.

Even after his retirement, his reputation is still undiminished, and his superb medical skills are well-known.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jianxing glanced at his younger brother and confirmed, "Is he the genius doctor you're talking about?"

Just as Zhou Wenjing was about to deny it, there were chaotic footsteps outside the ward door, but it was Wu Henglin who came late, followed by a beautiful woman carrying a medicine box.

As soon as Da Guoshou came, almost everyone's attention was focused on him.

"Mr. Wu, you are finally here, come and have a look." Qin Yuanya couldn't help but smile, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Wu Henglin didn't exchange greetings with anyone, and went directly to the hospital bed, and sat by the bed to feel Zhou Liming's pulse. No one disturbed him during this period.

After a long time, Wu Henglin closed his eyes and fell silent after finishing his pulse diagnosis.

Zhou Jianxing hurriedly said, "Old Wu, what's the matter?"

Wu Henglin got up slowly, shook his head and sighed: "Old Zhou's wind evil has entered his body and invaded his internal organs. He has already suffered a long-term deficiency of Qi and blood. If he is not cured, he will die in ten days."

Zhou Jianxing turned pale with shock, and said anxiously: "What can we do, you must save my father."

After Wu Henglin pondered for a while, he quickly said, "I have a little continuation soup, which can temporarily relieve the illness."

"Okay, then I'll have to thank Mr. Wu." Hearing this, Zhou Jianxing was overjoyed.

Wu Henglin took out a pen and paper, wrote down the prescription on the spot, handed it to the middle-aged doctor, and said: "Bingbing, follow the prescription to get the medicine. You decoct the medicine yourself, so hurry up."

"Okay, teacher." Fu Bingbing took the prescription and hurried away.

About 10 minutes later, a steaming bowl of soup and medicine was ready. Wu Henglin personally took the medicine bowl, looked at it carefully, and nodded appreciatively.

Then, Fu Bingbing walked to the bedside of Mr. Zhou, holding a medicine bowl and a porcelain spoon to feed him the medicine.

"How come, I can't drink it!" Suddenly, Fu Bingbing exclaimed.

After feeding spoonfuls of medicine, all of it spilled out, and none of it entered his mouth, which meant that everything was in vain.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Wu Henglin. The latter hurried forward, took off Zhou Liming's shirt, took out silver needles from the medicine box, and stuck them on his body one by one, picking, twisting, or lifting. His technique was extremely skillful .

After a long time, Zhou Liming remained silent.

Only then did Wu Henglin slowly withdraw the needle, and said regretfully: "The situation is more serious than I thought. The soup and medicine are not enough to drink, and acupuncture is useless. Now that things have happened, there is nothing the old man can do."

Immediately, there was a commotion in the ward, chattering and chirping, Zhou Jianxing's face was ashen.

Wu Henglin paused for a moment, and then said suddenly: "Although I can't cure it, I can recommend someone. Maybe he can do something."

At this time, Zhou Wenjing finally opened his mouth, and said anxiously: "Brother, I know someone who can definitely save the old man. Apart from him, there is probably no one else in this world."

Zhou Jianxing couldn't help but looked at the two, and asked with surprise, "Who is that person?"

"Lin Xiao." The two spoke in unison.

(End of this chapter)