The next day, normal work order returned to normal.
Zou Pingyan, the owner of the teahouse, must insist on taking one injection every day. Qin Fan only told him that acupuncture and external application should be performed at the same time.
Seeing Zou Pingyan's eager look, Qin Fan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your happiness is wrapped up in me."
After Zou Pingyan's three injections, he felt like he was in great shape again and wished he could fight for hundreds of rounds.
At this moment, a call came into Qin Fan's mobile phone, and the name displayed was Yuan Yao.
"Brother Qin, where are you?" Yaoyao's tone was extremely anxious.
"Yao Yao, I'm on Pearl Avenue. If you need anything, please tell me slowly."
"My grandpa...grandpa can't survive." Yaoyao cried for a while over there.
When Qin Fan heard that it was Mr. Yuan, the old man's upright face appeared in his mind. He was fine some time ago, but why did he stop working so suddenly? "Brother Qin, please save my grandpa!"
"Yaoyao, don't worry, I'll be here right away. Where are you?"
"In the intensive care unit of the First People's Hospital."
As soon as Qin Fan heard this and said a few words, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the hospital quickly.
Outside the intensive care unit of the First People's Hospital.
In addition to Yuan Chengzhong, there are two middle-aged people who look somewhat similar to Yuan Chengzhong: his eldest brother Yuan Chengguo and his younger sister Yuan Fang.
Yao Yao accompanied his grandmother Tang Lin, sitting on a stool next to him. There was also a girl accompanying him, who looked like she was in her early twenties. She was Yuan Meng, the only daughter of Yuan Chengguo.
Yuan Qing lay motionless in the intensive care unit, with various tubes inserted all over his body.
There were three experts on the side, but they all frowned and seemed to be discussing something. In the end, they made a unanimous judgment.
Among them, one expert said to Yuan Chengzhong with great regret: "Mayor Yuan, we have tried our best, you must be mentally prepared..."
According to experts, there is no doubt that Yuan Qing has been sentenced to death, because judging from the data, there is almost no possibility of recovery.
"Vice President Wang, thank you. I wonder how long my father can hold on?"
Yuan Chengzhong asked in a low voice, suppressing the grief in his heart.
"It's hard to say. Mr. Yuan has lost consciousness and is now being maintained by a respirator and a pacemaker."
"Grandpa~" Yaoyao and the girl both called out, looking at Yuan Qing through the glass.
"Dad! And Brother Qin, maybe Brother Qin has a way."
Yuan Chengzhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he became depressed. Even the experts concluded that there was nothing he could do to save his life. Could it be that Qin Fan still had something to do?
"Don't mess around. Dean Wang and the experts have made accurate judgments. Just let your grandpa rest assured and don't mess around."
Yuan Chengguo scolded Yaoyao in a low voice.
"Yes, Yaoyao, we all know that you can't let go of grandpa, so just spend more time with him in your last days."
Yuan Fang on the side also comforted the two children.
"Dad! Auntie, I agree with Yao Yao. It is said that Mr. Qin is very powerful."
When Yuan Meng came to Linhai City and listened to Yaoyao's description, she thought she could give it a try.
After hearing this, Dean Wang and three other brain experts suddenly looked a little unhappy, which was tantamount to denying the conclusions of their experts.
However, due to the presence of Mayor Yuan, it was inconvenient to have an attack.
At this moment, Qin Fan arrived in a hurry.
Seeing Qin Fan appear, Yaoyao ran over quickly, and Yuan Chengzhong also came to greet him.
"Mayor Yuan, Yao Yao, what's wrong with Mr. Yuan?"
"Brother Qin, please save my grandpa." Yaoyao took Qin Fan's hand.
Qin Fan clapped his hand and waited for Mayor Yuan's answer.
"Mr. Qin, my father had paroxysmal angina pectoris, and today he suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. After Dean Wang and his colleagues rescued him, he can only be said to be alive for the time being."
"But it's already..."
Cerebral hemorrhage is usually a rupture of blood vessels in the brain, causing coma, confusion, and serious life-threatening consequences.
"Oh~ can I go in and have a look?"
"This...then wait a moment." Yuan Chengzhong thought, since Qin Fan is here, it doesn't hurt to take a look.
He returned to his elder brother and younger sister and told Qin Fan what he meant.
"Second brother, are you confused? How can there be such a young Chinese medicine doctor? I admit that traditional Chinese medicine has miraculous effects, but most of the essence of traditional Chinese medicine has been lost today."
"My father is already like this, and you still keep trying to prevent him from feeling at ease."
Yuan Chengguo somewhat blamed Yuan Chengzhong. Since experts have concluded that there is no way to cure the disease, is it possible that traditional Chinese medicine still has a solution?
What's more, Qin Fan doesn't look like an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner.
"Brother, let Mr. Qin take a look. We won't lose anything. Maybe there is a way?"
"Brother, second brother, please stop arguing. It's all for dad's good. I think since Mr. Qin is here, we can let him take a look, even if there is a little hope!"
Yuan Chengzhong's younger sister Yuan Fang also agreed to let Qin Fan take a look.
Yuan Chengguo looked at his father who was motionless. He was also moved by his younger brother and sister's words.
"Okay! I hope our decision is correct." Yuan Chengguo nodded slightly.
Vice President Wang and the two experts were dissatisfied, but facing Mayor Yuan's father, they could only try their best to hold back their unhappiness.
Qin Fan put on his white coat and walked into the ward.
He concentrated the power of merit in his eyes and took a thorough look at Mr. Yuan's condition. It was indeed caused by cerebral hemorrhage and it was also very serious.
He took his pulse again and felt that the old man's heartbeat was very weak, and he could barely feel the pulse.
From the outside, it seems that he is indeed helpless, but he is not an ordinary doctor, but a descendant of Bian Que.
There is still a way to save it, but it's just a little more troublesome.
He exited the custody room with a serious look on his face.
"Mr. Qin, how are you?" Yuan Chengzhong asked urgently.
Everyone in the Yuan family showed expectant expressions, this was their last hope.
"There is still help!" Qin Fan spat out three words.
Before Yuan Chengzhong and the others could say anything, Dean Wang on the side couldn't bear it anymore.
"Impossible! We have repeatedly analyzed the data and reports from various inspections!"
"Mr. Yuan's brainstem bleeding has exceeded 6 milliliters. Generally, the mortality rate reaches 90% if the blood exceeds 5 milliliters."
"Moreover, Mr. Yuan's various body functions have stopped and he is temporarily maintained by a ventilator and a pacemaker."
"Mayor Yuan, the three of us reached this conclusion after careful and rigorous scientific judgment."
What he said was clear and logical, and the other two experts nodded frequently.
At this time, another expert also asked: "Mr. Qin, what measures will you take to rescue me?"
"Acupuncture plus my secret therapy." Qin Fan answered honestly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, add your counseling?!" Dean Wang's voice rose several degrees, and his tone was full of disdain.
"Mr. Qin, which institution did you graduate from? Who did you study under?"
Before Qin Fan could speak, a voice came over in time.
"Vice President Wang, this Mr. Qin is a well-known veterinary professional. He is a self-taught Chinese medicine practitioner."
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, but a young doctor came over.
His name is Han Zhi, and he is the 120 emergency doctor who was scolded by Qin Fan.
"Veterinarian?! Second brother, you are so ridiculous!" A trace of anger appeared on Yuan Chengguo's face.
"Brother, it's true that Mr. Qin's profession is veterinary medicine. His medical skills are also formal, and he also has a certificate of practicing Chinese medicine. The last time my father had angina pectoris, it was Mr. Qin who gave him first aid."
After hearing Yuan Chengzhong's explanation, Yuan Chengguo calmed down again.
Qin Fan didn't care about other people's evaluation of him, he couldn't bear the righteous old man to leave just now.
"Have you decided? Every minute of delay puts Mr. Yuan in more danger." Qin Fan asked anxiously.
"Mayor Yuan, it's not me who's stopping you. You should think carefully. If you use the respirator or pacemaker on Mr. Yuan's body, Mr. Yuan will immediately lose the basis for maintenance!"
Dean Wang said again.
"This..." Even Yuan Chengzhong hesitated.
"Let Mr. Qin go in for treatment!"
At this time, a powerful voice came from afar, and a figure was seen striding over.
"Dean Li...this...how can you support his nonsense? He is not a doctor in our hospital!" Vice President Wang said quickly when he saw the person coming.
The person who came was none other than Li Shaohui, the director of the First People's Hospital. He knew about Xiao Changyue's initial stroke treatment and felt that Qin Fan was extraordinary, so he said this.
"Dean Wang, do you think you have a better plan? To save or not to save?" Dean Li Shaohui asked coldly.
"Uh~ Of course it's to save. Saving people is important, but..."
Li Shaohui ignored him and said to Yuan Chengzhong: "Mayor Yuan, if there is a glimmer of hope, you should treat him. I also believe in Mr. Qin!"
"Okay!" Yuan Chengzhong, his elder brother, and his younger sister looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
"Wait a minute, since Mr. Qin wants to be treated, I'd better ask Mr. Qin to sign a disclaimer."
Vice President Wang said seriously: "After all, this is not a minor illness, and he is not a doctor in our hospital. We cannot bear this responsibility."
"Mayor Yuan, please be considerate. This is the hospital's rule."
The so-called disclaimer means that if Mr. Yuan encounters any problems during his treatment, the First People's Hospital has nothing to do with it.