The scientific name of stroke is cerebral apoplexy, which has become a worldwide problem.
Surgery and medication may be possible in the early stages of the disease, but over time there is no cure.
This director's father has been ill for three years, and even if the gods come, there will be no chance.
"Dr. Chen, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Tianxiang looked confused, and then said: "Don't worry, as long as you can save my father, I will vote for you as a provincial key doctor this year."
"You are strong enough to receive such an honor."
"Dr. Chen, what are you still doing?"
The smile on Chen Yong's face immediately froze.
Chen Bin was even trembling with fear, sweating all over his body, and stammered: "Okay, okay, I'll give it a try."
Chen Bin pushed Zhang Tianxiang's father towards the operating room as if rushing to the execution ground.
"How's it going, Sister Chen?" Lu Chen said with a playful smile on his face to Tang Zichen next to him: "I told you that you will spit it out sooner or later if you eat me. We will see the result in half an hour."
After preliminary preparations, the operation began soon.
Chen Bin held the medical equipment and stared at Zhang Tianxiang's father but didn't know how to start.
He knew that Zhang Tianxiang, Dean Huang and others must be watching his every move through closed-circuit television at this time.
Chen Bin took a deep breath and carefully recalled the process of Lu Chen's treatment with silver needles.
He still vaguely remembered the acupuncture points that Lu Chen used to prick with silver needles when he treated Guo Zhongyuan.
"Isn't it just a few needles? What's so big about it?" Chen Bin had a trace of disdain on his face.
Chen Bin picked up the silver needle and pierced Mr. Zhang's body.
Mr. Zhang's body trembled and his expression was extremely painful.
Buzz buzz...
The red light on the monitoring instrument next to it suddenly lights up and starts alarming, which means that the patient's life is in danger.
"What on earth is going on?" Zhang Tianxiang could no longer bear it and shouted to Chen Bin in the operating room through the surveillance camera.
Bang...
Chen Bin couldn't pretend anymore. His hand shook and all the silver needles and other medical instruments in his hand fell to the ground.
His expression was extremely ugly, as if his father had died, and he kept saying, "Director Zhang, I, I, I don't know either."
"Nonsense, it's just nonsense." When Director Liu came over after hearing the news and saw this situation, he became furious and yelled loudly: "Chen Bin is such a bastard, he dares to fake any kind of credit."
Zhang Tianxiang reacted instantly, turned to Director Liu and asked, "Old Liu, what do you mean by this?"
Director Liu said quickly: "Guo Zhongyuan's illness was not treated by Chen Bin at all."
"It was treated with acupuncture by Lu Chen, an honorary doctor in our hospital."
"I was at the scene and saw it with my own eyes."
"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why don't you go and ask Dr. Lu over?" Zhang Tianxiang suddenly became furious and roared loudly.
Lu Chen was quickly invited over.
When Zhang Tianxiang saw Lu Chen's appearance, his face was filled with disbelief.
Zhang Tianxiang had a sullen face and shouted sternly: "Dean Huang, Director Liu, is this the miracle doctor you call?"
"Such a young doctor must have just graduated from college, right?"
“And it’s Chinese medicine!”
"Even if you fool me, at least you should find an older person to fool me."
After something like Chen Bin happened, Zhang Tianxiang was filled with a natural distrust of everyone in the First Affiliated Hospital.
"Oh, Director Zhang, how could I lie to you at this time?" Dean Huang jumped anxiously and said loudly: "If Dr. Lu can't cure the old man's disease, I will take the blame and resign on the spot."
Director Liu also patted his chest and promised: "If something happens to the old man, I will pay for it with my life."
Hearing what Dean Huang said, Lu Chen couldn't help but be moved.
Zhang Tianxiang was even more surprised and nodded in agreement.
Lu Chen quickly changed his clothes and came to the operating room.
He glanced at Chen Bin's acupuncture position, couldn't help but see the fire in his eyes, and said sternly: "Chen Bin, you pretend to understand again and again, treat randomly, and you are really irresponsible to the patient.
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"How can someone like you deserve to be a doctor?"
Lu Chen didn't bother to say anything, he just pulled out the silver needle from Mr. Zhang's body and stabbed it in again.
Chen Bin was speechless by Lu Chen.
However, when he saw the place where Lu Chen inserted the needle, he suddenly looked contemptuous: "I thought you were so great, wasn't it just to insert the needle? And it's exactly the same as the place where I inserted the needle."
"You know nothing." Lu Chen couldn't help but retort while helping Mr. Zhang with the treatment, "You look at the same position, but the accuracy, timing, sequence, and depth of the injection are all particular."
"The art of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture has been passed down for thousands of years. How can you deny it with just one sentence?"
"Haha, that's what you Chinese medicine doctors are like. You can't do anything but pretend to be the best." Chen Bin was still unconvinced and couldn't help but mocked, "If I hadn't understood medical skills, I would have almost believed it."
Before he could finish his words, the alarm sound of the monitoring equipment next to him stopped instantly.
The data on the instrument fell back quickly, and all values were within the normal range.
Chen Bin's proud expression froze on his face.
The painful expression on Mr. Zhang's face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a satisfied smile.
"Little, little doctor, your medical skills are really good." Mr. Zhang couldn't help but raised his hand tremblingly and gave Lu Chen a thumbs up.
Just this simple action made his eyes widen in an instant.
Zhang Tianxiang stood up from his seat and stared at the monitor screen.
Because Mr. Zhang is paralyzed, he has been bedridden for many years.
The language function has basically been lost, and the limbs are completely unable to move.
The simple action just now directly proved that the old man could not only speak, but also move his limbs!
This is a qualitative leap!
"Thank you for the compliment, old man." Lu Chen applied a set of acupuncture, and streams of true energy penetrated into the old man's body.
A few minutes later, Lu Chen pulled out the silver needle and said to Mr. Zhang with a smile: "Old man, now you can try to get out of bed and take a few steps."
What!
Everyone in the operating room and monitoring room was shocked.
It's so fast. Can you come down and take a few steps?
Zhang Tianxiang couldn't help but passed the monitoring and carefully reminded, "Dr. Lu, my father has been bedridden for many years, so he rashly..."
Lu Chen waved his hand directly to the camera, telling the other party not to worry.
Chen Bin, who was standing next to him, refused to give up and couldn't help but mock Lu Chen: "Mr. Zhang has been paralyzed for three years. You only need a few minutes of treatment and you want him to get out of bed and walk?"
"Don't talk about walking. Now that the old man can sit up on his own, I will live broadcast and eat the scalpel."