Looking at Qin Fan's back, Yin Hong shed tears again and bowed to Qin Fan's back.
"Mr. Qin, thank you!"
After listening to Qin Fan's words, she quickly went through the discharge procedures and left the hospital with Xiaomo.
What Qin Fan didn't know was that an old friend of his from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was also here.
That was the famous doctor Huang Xiangshan, and he was accompanied by Qian Guangqi, the director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Qian Guangqi is also an old Chinese medicine practitioner in his fifties, and is also the vice president of the Donghai Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
The two are not only peers, but also friends.
The Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine admitted a patient with bacterial pneumonia that had never been seen before, and specially invited Huang Xiangshan to assist in consultation.
At this time, they heard that a pediatric patient with pneumonia had another emergency, and the two of them rushed over.
When we arrived, the little boy was already out of danger.
And Qin Fan had just left.
Qian Guangqi and Huang Xiangshan examined the little boy respectively and found that all indicators tended to be normal.
Even lung inflammation has been slightly relieved.
Several people came to Yan Ping's office again and checked the little boy's relevant examinations.
"Dr. Yan, what method did you use to rescue me?" Qian Guangqi asked in surprise.
Yan Ping is a person who loves great achievements.
I thought to myself: "This is really a credit that fell from the sky. This credit must not be in vain."
He glanced at the nurse next to him with a warning look, and said without blushing: "I used acupuncture, pricking the patient's Dazhui point, bilateral Jianjing point, and Shaoshang point..."
At that time, he saw Qin Fan performing acupuncture with his own eyes. He also knew a little bit about acupuncture, so he described it clearly and clearly.
Huang Xiangshan and Qian Guangqi both nodded in praise.
"Well done. Dr. Yan's acupuncture method is very unique. Who said we Chinese medicine can't rescue seriously ill patients?"
Qian Guangqi praised him without hesitation.
"Director Qian, the little boy's pneumonia is contagious. I suggest the hospital isolate and disinfect the pediatric department to prevent uncontrollable situations."
Yan Ping remembered Qin Fan's words and mentioned them by the way.
He unceremoniously puts credit for others on his own face.
"Well, Dr. Yan has a great perspective on the overall situation."
Qian Guangqi nodded in agreement. He patted Yan Ping on the shoulder with some appreciation and encouragement.
Yan Ping was also very excited to receive the attention of the dean, and with his backing, he had no chance of promotion.
But at this moment.
Qian Guangqi's phone rang, and when he saw the number, he quickly pressed answer.
A man's urgent voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Dean Qian, my name is Pang Zhengxiang. My son suddenly had a fever, vomited, and is now unconscious. Where are you?"
"Mr. Pang, I'm in the pediatric department."
"Wait for me, we'll be there in ten minutes."
Qian Guangqi and Huang Xiangshan looked at each other after putting down the phone, feeling the suddenness and seriousness of the matter.
Ten minutes later, a luxurious Maserati drove into the hospital.
A man about forty years old got out of the car. He was calm and reserved, and he looked like a successful person at first sight.
Following him was a woman dressed richly and with a cool temperament.
The man picked up an unconscious boy of twelve or thirteen years old from the back seat and trotted towards the pediatrician.
"Bingdie, don't worry, my son will be fine." The man comforted the woman beside him.
This man is Pang Zhengxiang who was on the phone just a moment ago, and the woman is Shan Bingdie, who is his wife.
Their son suddenly had a fever, vomiting, and difficulty breathing.
In the pediatric department, the couple met Huang Xiangshan and Qian Guangqi, as well as accompanying attending physician Yan Ping.
Pang Zhengxiang is no stranger to Huang Xiangshan and Qian Guangqi, and he himself is the chairman of the Pangzi Group in Donghai Province.
He personally supports traditional Chinese medicine and donates a portion of funds to traditional Chinese medicine hospitals every year for the development of traditional Chinese medicine.
It was for this reason that he did not send his child to Western medicine, but came with trust in Chinese medicine.
"Mr. Huang, Dean Qian, please save my son quickly," Pang Zhengxiang said.
He is such an only son, if something happens to him, the sky will probably fall.
"Dean Qian, as long as my son can be saved, our Ponzi Group will donate 100 million to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital this year."
Shan Bingdie even directly gave out a huge reward.
She doesn't just talk casually because she has the strength and background.
Qian Guangqi was naturally happy. Now that traditional Chinese medicine is in decline, these funds are urgently needed to expand hospitals and cultivate talents.
"Mr. Pang, Mrs. Pang, don't worry, our Dr. Yan is here. Not long ago, he just rescued a little boy using acupuncture."
"Ah..." Yan Ping was a little dumbfounded.
Qin Fan rescued a critically ill little boy, but Yan Ping pretended to take the credit and put some money on his own face.
But he didn't expect that there were still patients coming, and he was also the young master of the Ponzi Group.
"That's great, Doctor Yan, please save my son." Pang Zhengxiang was overjoyed.
This was the first time he saw Dr. Yan Ping.
"Oh...ok, no problem."
At this time, Yan Ping had no choice but to put it on the shelf. He remembered the acupuncture points that Qin Fan had used.
He was lucky and thought there wouldn't be much of a problem.
Soon, the film came out, and it was indeed the same symptoms as the little boy.
It was further confirmed that this is an unknown and contagious bacterial pneumonia disease.
The Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital immediately implemented isolation measures for patients with the same type of pneumonia, moved them all to independent wards, and implemented room disinfection.
Several people returned to the office for consultation and discussed treatment methods.
Before the outcome of the discussion was reached, the emergency alarm sounded.
Then, Pang Zhengxiang rushed into the office quickly.
"Dean Qian, Mr. Huang, please save my son, he suddenly got worse."