The Super Doctor From 2089

Wei Junzhi nodded to the nurse. He had been specially in charge of those critically ill patients. To put it bluntly, ye Wutian had not been appointed. Wei Junzhi had already taken the post first and had been put into the duties of Ye's consultant assistant.

"Consultant ye, do you see?" Wei Junzhi turned to look at ye Wutian, waiting for ye Wutian's answer.

"Go and have a look." He stood up.

Wu Qunsheng also stood up. Once those patients were in critical condition, the situation would be quite hot. If it was not done well, it would be a human life.

As a doctor, saving people is a bounden duty. Wu Qunsheng has always done a good job in this regard. However, when faced with a lot of diseases, he can't do anything about it. Finally, he can only watch the patient die.

Three people rushed to the 11th floor. What happened was a patient in bed 89, an American woman with advanced liver cancer.

Because the other party has been treated with chemotherapy several times in the United States, the situation is not very good now. She is thin and thin. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the other party has no essence, Qi and spirit. Her empty eyes are like gossamer, and her face is pale. After several times of chemotherapy, her hair has gone off.

Ye Wutian goes to check for the other party, picks up the inspection report and looks for a while, and then holds the other party's wrist.

This time, ye Wutian is not a matter of one person, not a simple doctor's business, but a contest between Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Even to a large extent, it is a contest between countries. Countless eyes will look at here, look at Dongcheng, look at ye Wutian. In a sense, ye Wutian no longer represents himself, but represents Dongcheng, represents Huaxia and represents Traditional Chinese medicine.

Success or failure is in one fell swoop! So many patients come to Dongcheng, and they come to him with ye Wutian, but what about him? Will these patients be disappointed? Will TCM be humiliated? All things, the world is looking forward to, looking forward to the emergence of miracles.

"How is it going?" For such patients, neither Wei Junzhi nor Wu Qunsheng can do anything. In this case, from the perspective of Western medicine, we can only carry out chemotherapy for patients. As for life and death, it depends on the courage and luck of patients. Many things are out of control.

Ye wudiansong opened his wrist and turned his head and said: "the situation is not good. From the current situation, the patient has been unable to support for long. Many organs in the body are infected, which is quite hot."

Wu Qunsheng is also a doctor. Naturally, he can see how critical the patient's situation is. He does not want to have a bad start, but the patient in front of him undoubtedly tells him that it is not easy to do.

"Is there any way?"

Ye Wutian did not answer immediately, but bowed his head in silence. He was thinking of a way.

At this time, several people, including the president of the hospital, came in a hurry. This war was not only important to ye Wutian, but also important to Dongcheng people's hospital. Therefore, the president did not dare to be careless.

"Mr. Wu, consultant ye, how is the situation?" President Li Chunwan asked.

Wu Qunsheng shook his head gently, "the situation is not optimistic." Finish saying toward leaf Wu Tian pointed to: "is thinking of a way."

Li Chunwan wanted to ask ye Wutian. When he saw ye Wutian's meditative appearance, he held back, but turned back and ordered two doctors to help him.

Ye Wutian, who had been meditating for a few minutes, finally came back to his mind. He also found that the Dean was beside him and said hello. He had a good impression on Li Chunwan. He was a person who devoted himself to medical skills. Such a person is often worthy of respect.

"Dean Li, you are here." Ye Wutian said.

"Don't mention it, consultant Ye. What's the patient's condition?"

Ye wudian replied: "no, I want to ask, if you use western medicine for chemotherapy, how many% are you sure?"

Everyone didn't understand the intention of Ye Wutian's words, but all the people present were elites. The patient's condition was not optimistic. They could not bear the pain caused by chemotherapy. At most, there was only 10% chance, maybe not even 10% chance.

This conclusion is not a random guess. Patients in the United States have been chemotherapy several times, the effect is not very ideal, it is because of this that they have traveled thousands of miles to the east city.

"Feed this to the patient and dissolve it in water." Ye Wutian took out a pill and handed it to the nurse, and then made out a prescription, "let people go to fill the medicine immediately."

Wei Junzhi hurriedly ordered to go down according to ye Wutian's request. At this time, he was quite dutiful.

"Prepare another nurse, a little stronger." When speaking, ye Wutian has already walked to the bed and personally pressed on the patient named Ruth.

In the dark, ye Wutian is running Xuanyuan Zhenqi. The patient's body is so weak that a gust of wind can blow her to death, so what he has to do now is to let the patient recover a little spirit.

"I'll do it. Look at it. If you don't understand, you can ask." Ye Wutian said to the female nurse.

The other party nods, and then carefully observes ye Wutian's technique.

Ye Wutian's hands are very slow. I hope the nurse can start quickly. For the sake of these patients, ye Wutian has not taken care of so much. Take out his nameless technique, hoping to be useful to patients.

At the same time, he explained to the nurse, and then cooperated with the operation of Xuanyuan's true Qi. Ye wudian soon sweated on his forehead. The patient's condition was very critical, so he didn't dare to relax or be careless.Ye Wutian's idea is that after teaching this technique to the nurse, let her massage the patient twice a day for half an hour each time, so as to make the patient's muscles regain vitality, promote blood circulation and increase the discharge of toxins. Of course, without the cooperation of Xuanyuan Zhenqi, the effect is naturally greatly reduced.

After ten minutes of explanation, the nurse realized six points. Ye Wutian was already very satisfied with this, and the nurse in Xindao still had a certain understanding.

The pills and water were also fed to the patients to swallow. What made the people happy was that compared with 10 minutes ago, the pale face of the patients at this time was obviously ruddy, which was a gratifying change. Although people did not know whether it was the effect of pills or massage, or both.

Recovering a bit of grace, Ruth showed a grateful expression to ye Wutian. President Li immediately asked each other's feelings in English.

After a conversation, director Li, with a smile on his face, said to ye Wutian: "consultant ye, the patient said that she felt good in spirit, and said that she had not been so comfortable for a long time."

Ye Wutian knows why this is because the pill has an effect, plus the massage just now alleviated her pain, so the other side will feel comfortable.

Thank you, ye Ruth suddenly uttered this sentence in her stiff Chinese.

Ye Wutian and all the people were stunned. They didn't expect that the other party could use Chinese. Although it was not standard, it made people very moved. Everyone could feel the sincerity from each other.

After nodding to each other slightly, ye Wutian said: "have a good rest."

"Am I saved?" Another Chinese sentence came out.

Ye Wutian smiles: "Miss Ruth, do you believe me?"

The other party nodded, "I believe it."

"Since I believe in me, it's easy to do. I promise you that I will try my best to cure you. If you cooperate with me, can you do it?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's make it a deal." Ye Wutian said with a smile, "now, it's good for you to have a good rest and keep an optimistic attitude."

About an hour later, Wei Junzhi came in with a bowl of medicine. After asking ye Wutian what he meant, Wei Junzhi refused the nurse's kindness and personally fed the medicine to the patient. He was very careful and gentle throughout the whole process.

For Wei Junzhi, this is a good performance opportunity, how can he miss it? Despite the fact that the president is here, what is more important is that ye Wutian is still here. This is very important. Now he needs to win ye Wutian's favor, so he will do so.

"Dean, there is an interview that Dongcheng TV reporters want." Li's assistant whispered.

"Interview?" President Li was stunned, "why do you have to interview all of a sudden?"

"They said that today is the first day of Ye's appointment, and they want to have an interview."

Hearing this, ye Wutian was stunned and made a scene for a long time. It turned out that those reporters came to him. However, how could the reporter know that he took office on his first day? In order to avoid reporters, he did not tell anyone that he took office today, but the reporters still know. This is a very interesting question.

"I don't give any interviews." Ye Wutian said, "Dean, this kind of thing is left to you. I really have no experience in dealing with reporters."

"Ha ha, well, since consultant Ye doesn't like it, let me deal with it. In addition, I think the press will ask about the patient. What should I say then?"

Ye Wutian thought for a while and replied, "achieve the expected goal."

President Li nodded, thinking to himself, how can this not deal with reporters? It is a personal essence. How can he not deal with reporters with his status as ye Wutian? It's all deception.

To achieve the expected goal is enough to raise the appetite of the world, and the knowledge of this sentence can be great. How much is the expected goal and how is the expected goal? So the outside world doesn't know about all this.

Soon after taking the medicine, Ruth felt the heat and began to sweat all over her body. The nurse next to her kept wiping her sweat.

Is sweating normal Wu Qunsheng turns his head and looks at ye Wutian.

"Normal, sweating is good for the patient." When ye Wutian talks, he has grasped the patient's wrist and carefully savors each other's pulse.

"It's warm and comfortable." Ruth showed a sweet smile. She had not been so comfortable for a long time. How could the radiotherapy and chemotherapy in the United States be so comfortable? Every time she threw up, and several times Ruth even wanted to end her own life and suffer so much that she might as well have died.

Ruth knew that she had come to the right place. Dr. ye had extraordinary means. No doubt, she was lucky. She could be given priority treatment by Dr. ye among so many patients. What is luck?

Apart from other things, even if Dr. ye can't save her life in the end, it's worth it. At least, she can feel comfortable and beautiful like a normal person before she dies, which makes her have a short and happy memory. This is enough.

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