All the experts are gathered in one ward, and Dean Meng Qingwei also presides over the work here.
Although Chijin is not a very big place, the level of the hospital is not as good as the Central Hospital. In the event of such a big accident, all the seriously injured people would be sent here.
At this time, the experts present were all surprised to see the silver needles pierced into the bodies of these seriously injured people.
Meng Qingwei asked seriously to the traditional Chinese medicine experts from the Central Hospital.
"Mr. Ma, can't you move any of these silver needles?"
"If they don't move, we won't be able to treat them at all. It's absolutely unacceptable if these people's wounds are exposed all the time."
"Comprehensive disinfection must be carried out now. If the flesh on the wound becomes necrotic, it will cause indelible consequences."
At this time, there were four wounded people in the intensive care unit, and these patients were all very seriously injured.
The most serious person had a huge gash on his head. If you look carefully, you can see the inside of his head.
However, this person did not perform sutures for the time being, but fixed several silver needles on the wound to prevent it from getting bigger again.
There was another one that was more serious. There was a big hole in the chest, and the beating of the heart could be seen.
The remaining two injuries were not serious, but these wounds and blood vessels were fixed by silver needles, so there would be no bleeding, and a very perfect hemostatic effect was achieved.
They experts are amazed that even some of the very good hemostats they have in Western medicine can't do this.
When we picked him up at the Central Hospital, we saw a young man busy with his business, and the doctor who gave him emergency treatment gave him very professional advice.
The situation was very urgent at that time. The ambulance rushed the injured back to the hospital, and the young man disappeared into the crowd.
The Central Hospital originally thought it could handle these wounded people, but the current situation is very complicated and they can basically do nothing.
Ma Wenhe, a traditional Chinese medicine expert at the Central Hospital, gave a very professional explanation to the people present.
"If I'm not mistaken, the acupuncture technique used by this person should be the long-lost Eight Acupuncture Techniques of Xuanmen!"
"This acupuncture method has another name, which is also a common name, it's called Enraging the King of Yama."
"As long as this person is still breathing, then using the eight Xuanmen needles, you can force this person to live. Even if all the organs have failed, this person can still live for more than half a video..."
In fact, Chinese medicine has never been favored because of its slow effect, the use of some medicinal materials, and some combinations that are contrary to the properties of medicinal materials.
There are some traditional Chinese medicine formulas that now contain poisons similar to arsenic. Western medicine would not dare to prescribe such medicines.
Nowadays, the Internet is very developed, and these medicinal materials can be found online, so some people think that Chinese medicine is lying when they see it is poison.
But this is the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. Through their magical proportions, decoction and taking of medicine according to their doctor's instructions, the effect of fighting poison with poison can be achieved.
But Chinese medicine is not taken seriously. Except for some elderly people, very few young people will go to a Chinese doctor to check their pulse and let them treat their illnesses.
Although Ma Wenhe is also a very senior person in the Central Hospital, among the entire Central Hospital, he and his apprentice are the only ones who practice Chinese medicine, and the rest are all Western medicine practitioners.
They heard Ma Wenhe's remarks at this moment, and most of the Western medicine experts present looked scornful.
If Dean Meng Qingwei hadn't been here, they would have said some unpleasant things.
Seeing these people's disbelief, Ma Wenhe was naturally a little angry.
"Everything I tell you is true, why don't you believe it? Why should I lie to you?"
"My lack of ability does not mean that others are not capable either. I am indeed not as powerful as him, and I admit it, but you can't always question others, right?"
"You have seen the current situation with your own eyes. Without these silver acupuncture needles, these people would not be able to get to the hospital at all. If you have a way, why are you stuck here?"
Of course Ma Wenhe was a little angry. Normally others would look down upon him, but now he felt very proud in his heart.
This young man was able to use Chinese medicine methods to provide first aid, and achieved results that Western medicine could not achieve. The Western medicine experts present simply did not know what to do.
At this time of being unable to do anything, they could only find a way to find that master of traditional Chinese medicine. Ma Wenhe was also proud of the power of traditional Chinese medicine.
Meng Qingwei is also a Western medicine doctor, but he also pays special attention to traditional Chinese medicine, otherwise it would not be possible to establish a traditional Chinese medicine department in the hospital.
It's just that every Chinese medicine doctor who came here was squeezed out by others. Ma Wenhe persisted. Of course Meng Qingwei wanted to keep Ma Wenhe.
"Mr. Ma, don't be angry. After all, everyone is eager to save people now. When seeing a situation like this, they all want to treat the patient's wounds quickly."
"Are you really unable to move now? You are the only one with such ability."
"Don't be angry with us people. After all, we have never been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine before and don't understand the mystery..."
As the dean, Meng Qingwei has said such words, and those Western doctors can no longer say such unpleasant things.
Ma Wenhe was almost seventy years old. He took his reading glasses, checked them carefully, and said slowly.
"If I had such ability, there would be no need for them to ridicule me."
"Now we can only wait for him to come..."
Ma Wenhe once again denied his own strength, and he told these people from beginning to end that they must not pull out these silver needles.
But at this moment, several experts couldn't help it.
"Mr. Ma, if you don't let the one move, and the other one doesn't move, are you just going to watch them die? If we don't deal with it quickly now, tetanus will kill them!"
"Not only can we control wounds, but our Western medicine hemostats can also do it. I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore. We need to start surgery immediately to save their lives."
"That guy's identity is unknown now. If these people die, can you be responsible, or can that guy be responsible?"
These people shouted loudly, and some even started discussions and assigned tasks, despite Ma Wenhe's dissuasion.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the door of the intensive care unit.
"If you dare to act rashly, you are indirectly killing people and ignoring human life!"
"As a doctor, how could you act so recklessly?"
"Do you still want me to teach you how to do things?"