Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 753

"Come here."

Tang Yuntao waved to them.

The four doctors quickly walked over: "What's the matter, Professor Tang?"

"Wait for the patient to arrive in a while."

Tang Yuntao said seriously: "You all follow Teacher Zhao and help him."

"Zhao?"

The four were a little surprised when they heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yifan.

"Don't look at Teacher Zhao as young."

Tang Yuntao frowned and said, "His medical skills are very good."

Tang Yuntao was also well-known in the affiliated hospital, and he was also a member of the provincial health care medical team. Naturally, the four doctors would not doubt what he said.

"Well, we know about Professor Tang."

These four people nodded repeatedly.

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

"People are coming!"

"...Quick, quick, get ready!"

"Rescue the seriously injured first!"

"Professor Tang."

The dean of the affiliated hospital ran over and said anxiously, "I'm looking for you. There are not many doctors who can give first aid in our traditional Chinese medicine hospital. The ambulances outside are blocked. The doctors who rushed over There are only six or seven people, but there are more than 60 wounded, which is far from enough, you need to help at this time!"

"I know Dean Feng."

Tang Yuntao nodded and said, "I'm ready." As soon as the words fell, the doctors and nurses outside rushed in pushing the stretcher.

"Dean Feng, Dean Feng..."

Zhao Xiaobo trotted in all the way, and when he saw Dean Feng, he ran over immediately, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he didn't bother to wipe it off, and asked repeatedly: "Is the operating room ready?"

Although the Affiliated Hospital of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, most of the traditional Chinese medicine hospitals now adopt the method of "combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine". Naturally, there are operating rooms, but they are not often used.

of course.

Sometimes, patients who are hospitalized in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals need to go to the operating room, and they will also invite doctors from other hospitals to help with the operation.

"Ready."

Dean Feng nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm just waiting for you to come over."

"Well, thank you very much."

Zhao Xiaobo kept talking, then turned his head, and said to Liu Hui and a nurse who were pushing the stretcher: "You two will send this person to the operating room to prepare for the operation." Then, he looked at Tang Yuntao and said: "Professor Tang, we don't have enough manpower, some wounded need your help."

Zhao Yifan was startled when he saw Liu Hui pushing the stretcher, thinking to himself, why is she here?

After Liu Hui saw Zhao Yifan, her eyes lit up immediately. The wounded man on the stretcher that she and the nurse pushed was the driver of the bus.

At that time, the concrete mixer truck lost control and hit the bus. Although the driver subconsciously dodged desperately, the result was that the vehicle rolled over, and the driver's side happened to hit the roadside guardrail. The guardrail tied the driver into a bloody man. Fortunately, the guardrail was not stuck in his body.

The wound on the driver's body had already been bandaged to stop the bleeding on the way here, but he bled too much and was seriously injured. His whole body had fallen into shock and coma, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth. foam.

Compared with those wounded with bleeding heads and broken bones, it is meaningless. This driver's injury is the heaviest. Liu Hui even doubted whether he could persist in being sent to the hospital on the way here. .

"Ms. Zhao, hurry up, hurry up."

After Liu Hui saw Zhao Yifan, she immediately said without thinking: "This wounded man will die soon..."

Zhao Yifan's eyes fell on the driver, and he could tell at a glance that the driver's situation was indeed as Liu Hui said, and his life was in danger.

He came to the side of the stretcher in one step. At this moment, Zhu Zhigang ran over with several boxes of silver needles in his hand.

"Give me a box of silver needles."

Zhao Yifan said to the panting Zhu Zhigang.

"Here you are, Teacher Zhao."

Zhu Zhigang hastily handed a box of silver needles to Zhao Yifan.

Taking out the silver needle, when Zhao Yifan was about to give the needle, Zhao Xiaobo grabbed him with sharp eyesight and quick hands, his face was livid, and he reprimanded him sharply, "What are you doing?"

"Save him!"

Zhao Yifan glanced at him and said angrily, "Can't you see?"

"What are you messing around here?"

Zhao Xiaobo was also very angry, and said: "His injury is so serious, why are you still helping here? Send him to the operating room quickly! What a nonsense!"

"Director Zhao!"

Seeing this, Tang Yuntao quickly said: "Mr. Zhao's medical skills are very good, let him come for this patient!"

"Professor Tang!"

Zhao Xiaobo was startled at first, and then his brows were wrinkled. His first reaction was, this Mr. Zhao might be Tang Yuntao's student, right?He said: "This is not a joke. This patient has lost too much blood and has gone into a coma. He has to be sent to the operating room for matching blood type transfusion!"

He glanced at the silver needle in Zhao Yifan's hand and said, "Mr. Zhao should want to use the silver needle to stop the bleeding, right? At this point, do you think your so-called acupuncture can be used?"

"Use it or not, just try it and you'll know."

Zhao Yifan wasn't angry either. He could tell that the driver's breath was extremely weak. The main reason was that, as Zhao Xiaobo said, he had lost too much blood. The previous simple bandaging didn't stop the bleeding. The gauze was still slowly oozing blood, but the gauze was already blood-stained red, and it was impossible to see it if you didn't look carefully.

As Zhao Yifan said, his hands didn't stop, he raised and lowered the needles, rubbed them, seven or eight silver needles stuck on the driver's body!

In the eyes of others, Zhao Yifan didn't even identify the acupoints before he gave the needle, he just pricked it randomly a few times like that.

This immediately made Zhao Xiaobo very angry, and because of the urgency of the situation, his head became hot, and he said angrily: "What are you doing! If you are responsible, are you responsible?"

"Well, I'm in charge."

Zhao Yifan put away the silver needle, carefully observed the driver's reaction, and said a word without looking back.

"you……"

Zhao Xiaobo was furious, and Dean Feng was also a little stunned. He hadn't seen Zhao Yifan yet, so Zhao Xiaobo turned his head and said to Dean Feng: "Dean Feng, you happen to be here, and you saw it too, it's you guys People in the hospital, who advocated to treat the wounded without authorization, in case there is any trouble in the future, you have to testify to me, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Do not worry."

Hearing his words, before Dean Feng could speak, Liu Hui next to him was unhappy, and blurted out: "Mr. Zhao's medical skills are much better than yours!"

"you……"

When Zhao Xiaobo saw Liu Hui directly contradicting him in front of so many people, his face darkened immediately, and when he was about to speak, Tang Yuntao took the lead and said: "Director Zhao, go and rescue other patients, this patient will be handed over to us." Now, if there is any accident in the future, our hospital will take responsibility, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Okay, Professor Tang, it's fine with your words."

When Zhao Xiaobo heard that Tang Yuntao was still protecting Zhao Yifan, he immediately snorted, and ran to rescue the other wounded without saying a word.

"Professor Tang."

After being surprised, Dean Feng quietly came to Tang Yuntao's side and asked in a low voice, "Do you know this Teacher Zhao?"

"Well, Dean Feng, don't worry."

Tang Yuntao nodded, and glanced at the commotion around. Of course, he was not watching the excitement, but was looking at the severity of the injuries of the wounded. He said, "Mr. Zhao is very skilled in medicine."

Dean Feng hummed. Although he didn't know Zhao Yifan, he knew Tang Yuntao and knew that Tang Yuntao never said anything he was not sure of. Since he said so, it was enough to prove that Zhao Yifan was trustworthy.

"Professor Tang, I'll leave it to you. I'll go to the operating room."

Dean Feng saw several unconscious and blood-stained people lying on the stretcher cart and being pushed into the operating room, and Zhao Xiaobo and several doctors followed them in. The wounded in the outer hall They, although all of them seem to be seriously injured.

But Dean Feng knew that only the comatose wounded were the most serious ones, so he naturally wanted to go over and have a look to find out the situation, because the higher-level department had already known about the serious car accident just now, and a call was made to his office Let him be responsible for rescuing the wounded.

"Ms. Zhao, Mr. Zhao..."

Since Zhao Yifan gave the needles, Liu Hui has been observing the unconscious driver on the stretcher. She was surprised to find that after a few silver needles were put in, the driver's breathing seemed to be much more stable than before. At first he thought he was hallucinating, after all, Zhao Yifan just had a few needles and didn't give the driver any medicine.

But after staring at the driver carefully for a while, Liu Hui was sure that she hadn't been dazzled, and the driver's breathing was indeed much smoother and stronger than before.

This can't help but shocked Liu Hui. You know, she is a Chinese medicine student. Naturally, she knows in her heart that in terms of rescue and first aid, traditional Chinese medicine is indeed not as effective as western medicine, and there are more methods.

But Zhao Yifan also said in class before that real Chinese medicine is no worse than those western medicines in first aid and first aid.

But after listening to it, it was the first time for Liu Hui to see it with her own eyes, and she immediately believed in what Zhao Yifan said in class before.

"...Look, his breathing has become steady and powerful, and his face looks a little better."

Liu Hui pointed to the driver who was still unconscious on the stretcher and said.

"Well, I see."

Zhao Yifan reached out and put his hand on the driver's wrist. On the surface, he seemed to be feeling the driver's pulse, but in fact, he took the opportunity to inject a spiritual energy into the driver's body to help him recover and heal the injuries in his body.

(End of this chapter)