Qin Fan didn't like Yan Ping at all, he was just a half-baked Chinese medicine practitioner.
I don’t even know how the other person climbed up to become the attending physician.
"Who...who shirked the responsibility? Let me tell you, he is not a doctor in the hospital!" Yan Ping looked a little stern but also felt guilty.
"If you are required to save lives, I don't know how many people will suffer." Qin Fan said coldly.
"Don't come in, this child's pneumonia is contagious."
Seeing what Qin Fan said, even the nurse didn't dare to get too close, and only Yan Ping followed him in.
He wanted to see how Qin Fan rescued him, how dare he speak so brazenly.
Qin Fan stepped forward and quickly took out the acupuncture kit.
He used needles like a god, taking the boy's Dazhui point, both sides of the Jianjing point, and Shaoshang point in order.
After that, acupuncture points such as Feishu point, Taiyuan point, Ganshu point were taken, and the needles were continuously twisted to induce Qi.
Within 10 minutes, the little boy gradually calmed down and his vital signs gradually stabilized.
Thirty minutes later, my breathing was no longer rapid, my heartbeat slowed down, and my blood oxygen level was above 90.
The ventilator began to work again, and the little boy was successfully out of danger.
Qin Fan performed acupuncture twice, which made Yan Ping feel jealous and hateful at the same time.
He didn't expect that a little outside Chinese doctor would make him lose face twice in a row.
Qin Fan ignored him, retracted the needle and walked out of the ward.
"Are you the child's parents?"
"Yes, thank you sir."
Qin Fan said seriously: "The child is suffering from a type of bacterial pneumonia."
"It is highly contagious. When accompanying you, you must pay attention to protection and wear a mask."
"Okay! We listen to you."
Qin Fan thought for a while and then said to Yan Ping: "Doctor Yan, I suggest that the hospital adopt temporary isolation measures."
"Disinfect the room to prevent further spread."
"Hmph! Don't be alarmist here."
Yan Ping snorted coldly. At this time, he was full of jealousy and hatred. How could he listen to Qin Fan's words.
"That's it. It's up to you whether you listen or not."
Qin Fan shook his head and strode away.
"Mr. Qin...wait for me!" Yin Hong chased after him from behind.
The two came to a green belt downstairs of the hospital.
"Mr. Qin...I..." Yin Hong hesitated and was speechless.
She was ashamed and her eyes were full of apologies.
Qin Fan didn't say anything when he came to the hospital, but instead took action to save Xiaomo.
But she betrayed the trust of Qin Fan and the company.
"Needless to say, I just came here to get an answer, and now I've got the answer."
In fact, he had already guessed that the mole was Yin Hong, and the moment he saw Xiaomo, he had no intention of pursuing the leak.
Instantly, Yin Hong was so ashamed that she burst into tears. She bowed and apologized to Qin Fan repeatedly.
"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I have to treat Xiaomo. Her father is gone, and I am the only one living in a woman's house..."
"Sister Yin, take good care of Xiaomo. The company will not hold you accountable and I will keep it a secret for you," Qin Fan said.
Yin Hong had mixed feelings, including shame, gratitude, and deep admiration.
"Mr. Qin, this is the 200,000 yuan that Gold Liquid sent me. Please accept it."
She took out a bank card from her bag and handed it over with both hands. She was really regretful.
Qin Fan nodded and showed a gentle smile.
"Sister Yin, just keep it. Xiaomo is still young, and you two still have to live."
"You and Xiaomo should be discharged from the hospital immediately and put on masks. That child is very contagious. You should wash your hands frequently."
After saying that, he left calmly.
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."