Master Doctor in the City

Time passed quietly. At about eleven in the morning, Wang Cong, who felt more itching on his body, shouted in the high-level ward: "Nurse, nurse, where are they all dead!"

Hearing Wang Cong's shouting, a female nurse hurriedly walked in and asked, "Master Wang, what's wrong with you?"

When he woke up in the morning, Wang Cong also told the attending doctor that if the small bumps on his body could not be eliminated, then he would be discharged from the hospital and go to other hospitals for treatment.

"I'm going to leave the hospital and help me get the needle." Now Wang Cong's arm still has a needle inserted. Since he entered this hospital, he has hanged many bottles of needle water.

However, the effect is useless. Now when the female nurse heard that Wang Cong was about to be discharged from the hospital, she was naturally anxious, and hurried to see Dr. Zhang Pingzhang, the attending dermatologist.

"Master Wang, your skin disease will take at least two or three days to get rid of. Therefore, you can't be too anxious." Zhang Ping came over and said gently.

In fact, he really didn't want to face a young master like Wang Cong. If he is treated well, he is fine, but if the treatment is not good, it will be for himself and cause more trouble. Now that Wang Cong was discharged from the hospital early, he was even more unhappy, but he explained to the other side with a smile on his face.

"My day, I have given you one day, but according to your medical skills, the small lump on my body has not been eliminated at all. I am painful and itchy. I have to go to another doctor to treat me." Wang Cong said.

At this time, Wang Cong's father, Wang Ye, is also not here, but is going to work. After all, this time, Wang Cong and the others did not pee as badly. However, the royal housekeeper was here, and when he saw that the young master was about to be discharged to other hospitals, he agreed as the housekeeper.

If a doctor in a hospital uses medicines and needles that are not effective in treatment, then naturally they have to go to other hospitals to see a doctor.

"Master, then I will help you with the discharge affairs." Steward Wang finished speaking and was about to go outside.

Seeing that Steward Wang was really going to handle the transfer, Zhang Ping hurriedly followed out, and followed up and said, "Steward Wang, this matter should be discussed with the dean first."

Yesterday, Dean Zhu Mingshan had come to see Wang Cong's situation. He thought that the small bumps on Wang Cong's body were just ordinary eczema. After the penicillin injections, there should be nothing else. But, now when I heard Zhang Ping came to look for him, he didn't expect that the situation would be so serious.

"Xiao Zhang, do you really have no way of treatment?" Zhu Mingshan pulled him aside and asked in a low voice. Zhang Ping is an expert in dermatology. He is also very popular with patients in Dongfang Hospital, which shows that his medical skills are still very good.

"Dean Zhu, the eczema on Shao Ye Wang is a bit special. I have seen it for the first time, and I have used all the injections and western medicines, but the effect is not significant. Therefore, Shao Ye Wang wants to Discharged to other hospitals." Zhang Ping said helplessly.

If it is other patients, in this case, it will take at least a week before the hospital can make a decision and treat the patient by observing and treating.

However, Wang Cong's character as a young master couldn't stand it in less than two days, and Zhang Ping naturally found it very embarrassing.

Zhu Mingshan looked at Zhang Ping's appearance, then looked at the steward Wang who was standing at the door, and thought for a while and said, "You must not transfer Master Wang to the hospital. However, we must also find a way to treat the skin on his body. It's just sick."

"President, what is the method?" Zhang Ping asked strangely.

"Since western medicine and western medicine are not good now, it's better to use Chinese medicine." If it was in the past, Zhu Mingshan would definitely not have that idea, but after that time, when Ye Chen treated the Li family father and son with a very obvious effect , His impression of Chinese medicine has changed a lot.

He has to admit that at some point, Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine.

"Chinese medicine? Dean, is this all right? But, there is no doctor in our hospital who knows Chinese medicine!" Zhang Ping asked strangely. He couldn't understand why Dean Zhu had such a strange idea? Didn't believe in science and went to witch doctors?

"Xiao Zhang, we don't have it in our courtyard, but it doesn't mean that other people can't." Ye Chen, the young man, Zhu Mingshan was very impressed by him.

When he and Zhang Ping came to the ward of Li's father and son, after the two father and son were sick for a few days, the situation is now much better. The biggest reason is that the two father and son drink the things Ye Chen opened The effect of the herbal soup.

"Dean Zhu, you have come to see us again!" Li Shengtian asked with a smile.

"Patriarch Li, I will come here to see your situation." Zhu Mingshan could see that Li Shengtian's current situation is indeed much better than when he first sent him with cerebral hemorrhage. I'm afraid that if it wasn't for Ye Chen's appearance that night, Li Shengtian really couldn't make it through that night.

Zhu Mingshan and Li Shengtian chatted for a while, then thought about it and asked: "President Li, do you have the phone number of Doctor Ye?"

Ye Chen left the mobile phone numbers for Li and his son that day, and those nurses knew about it. Now Zhu Mingshan wants to ask Li Shengtian for Ye Chen's mobile phone number, but he is also a little embarrassed.

"Yes, did Dean Zhu have anything to do with him?" Li Shengtian asked strangely.

"That's the case. We have a patient here who has a special situation. I hope he can come over and take a look." Zhu Mingshan still said.

"That's it, then I'll call him." After speaking, Li Shengtian brought his mobile phone and called Ye Chen.

. . .

At this time, after Ye Chen and Sun Xiaowei came out of the classroom, they found a restaurant to have a meal, and then used the insulated box to bring pork rib soup and millet porridge to Lu Wen.

When he came to the general ward of that hospital, Ye Chen asked Lu Wenyi, who was lying there bored playing with his mobile phone, to check on him after lunch. Except for Lu Wenyi's other illnesses, other conditions recovered quickly.

"Brother Lu, you can rest here with peace of mind. After your examination report comes out, you can make a decision if you want me to treat you at that time." Ye Chen looked at him and said.

"Ye Chen, thank you so much. If you really have that kind of disease, I will definitely believe you." When Ye Chen wanted to chat with Lu Wen, suddenly, he heard the ringing of his cell phone and hurried from the ward. Come out, come to a quiet place, and ask: "Hello, I'm Ye Chen, what's the matter?"

"Doctor Ye, I am Li Shengtian, I want you to come to the hospital." Ye Chen could hear Li Shengtian's voice, but when he heard the other party calling him, Ye Chen thought something was wrong with Li Shengtian.

He hung up his phone in a hurry, went back to the ward, talked to Lu Wen, called out Sun Xiaowei, went out of the hospital, hurriedly stopped a taxi, and headed towards Dongfang Hospital.

"Ye Chen, what's the matter, so anxious?" Sun Xiaowei asked strangely.

"Li Shengtian just called me." If it was someone else, Ye Chen wasn't too worried. However, Li Shengtian's own situation is different from others. He suffers from three highs, has suffered multiple coma events, or is a patient who just suffered a cerebrovascular burst.

Now when he heard the call from there, Ye Chen thought that something was wrong with him. However, Ye Chen thought for a while, he felt that the prescription he prescribed was no problem!