"Are you, are you the Divine Doctor Yan, Mr. Yan?"
Deng Feixiang stared at the gray-haired Yan Yusheng on the screen of his mobile phone, with two eyebrows that were almost as long as his beard, and let out an exclamation.
Apparently, Deng Feixiang and Yan Yusheng knew each other.
"Well, it's me. I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. Why is your level of Chinese medicine still so poor? Who told you that patients with brain tumors can only give you injections in their heads?"
Yan Yusheng responded with a tepid response, then asked with a mocking look on his face.
"Ah, this...I..." Facing Yan Yusheng's question, Deng Feixiang was sweating profusely and speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain at all.
If someone else questioned Deng Feixiang's medical level, especially his Chinese medicine level, Deng Feixiang would have to have a good debate with the other person!
But at this time, the person who questioned him was Yan Yusheng, but Deng Feixiang lost his temper at all.
Deng Feixiang was lucky enough to meet Yan Yusheng more than 20 years ago when he was working in a hospital in the south.
At that time, Yan Yusheng was already nearly a hundred years old. There was a very troublesome plague in his area that no one could solve.
It was Yan Yusheng who used his miraculous Chinese medicine skills to solve the plague and also saved several patients in their hospital who had been notified of their death.
Since then, Deng Feixiang's recognition and admiration for traditional Chinese medicine has reached a level that can be said to be fanatical.
Just a few days of brief contact with Yan Yusheng and what little he learned from Yan Yusheng allowed Deng Feixiang to stand out from the hospital and come to Beijing Union Medical College Hospital, where he has achieved what he has achieved today.
Speaking of which, Yan Yusheng can even be said to be half of Deng Feixiang's master.
It's just that Yan Yusheng is a mysterious person. Deng Feixiang has been asking about Yan Yusheng's whereabouts for more than 20 years, but to no avail.
In recent years, he even thought that Yan Yusheng was dead.
After all, when he was a young man, Yan Yusheng was already nearly a hundred years old. If he were still alive now, wouldn't he be already over a hundred years old?
However, what Deng Feixiang didn't expect was that he could see Yan Yusheng again in the video chat on his mobile phone!
He doesn't look much different from what he looked like more than 20 years ago!
In particular, Yan Yusheng held a mobile phone and skillfully chatted with him on video calls, which made Deng Feixiang feel confused.
In his opinion, Yan Yusheng was an outsider who was hidden in the mountains. Seeing such an outsider who was over a hundred years old and using modern technological products always gave people a nondescript feeling.
"Mr. Yan, it's not me, uh..."
Deng Feixiang was speechless for a long time and asked bitterly: "Could it be said that you ordered this young gentleman to inject the needle into the patient's leg?"
Yan Yusheng hummed and said, "This little girl's brain tumor was caused by the invasion of cold poison, strong liver fire, and stagnation of damp and hot air.
Traditional Chinese medicine is not Western medicine. Western medicine performs surgery and cuts out the tumor wherever it grows. But Chinese medicine treats the disease at its root.
The Zusanli point and Sanjiaoyin point on the legs and feet are all points connected to the liver. If you want to treat this girl's brain tumor, you must start from her liver.
Just now, her time has come and she has begun to return to her original glory. If it weren't for my remote command and Mr. Han's full cooperation, this girl might be out of control now."
At this point, Yan Yusheng cursed loudly: "Are the doctors in your hospital all quacks? They can't even grasp the patient's condition. If Mr. Han hadn't contacted me in time today, would you still want to wait until the day after tomorrow to perform surgery on her?
"
Deng Feixiang suddenly realized it at first, and then his face was full of shame, and he said with shame: "So that's it, our hospital really neglected its duty, Mr. Yan, thanks to you today, otherwise..."
Deng Feixiang had no doubts about Yan Yusheng's words.
When I think about if this patient really died in the ward today, let alone the reputation of their hospital, just because of their mistakes, a life ended here, the guilt is enough to make all the doctors in their hospital feel guilty.
I feel guilty and ashamed.
At this moment, Wang Zhili stepped over, pointed at the silver needles on Ye Shanshan's legs, and scolded Han Jiulin: "Why haven't you pulled out these silver needles? Are you still waiting for us to do it ourselves?"
Can’t you do it?”
Wang Zhili was standing far away before and did not hear the specific content of the conversation between Deng Feixiang and Yan Yusheng. He only saw Deng Feixiang coming to Han Jiulin for a long time without encountering any danger, and his fear of Han Jiulin was reduced a lot.
So he gritted his teeth and hurried over, hoping to show off in front of Deng Feixiang.
However, who would have thought that as soon as he finished saying this, he attracted an angry look from Deng Feixiang.
Deng Feixiang straightened his face and shouted: "Shut up! Do you know that if Mr. Han hadn't helped me today, this Miss Ye would have died here today. As the director of the department, you are
How do you judge the patient's condition? The patient's condition is so serious, why not arrange surgery as soon as possible?"
"Ah, I, this..." Wang Zhili was also startled by Deng Feixiang's sudden question. He opened his mouth and explained: "From the various examinations we did before, Miss Ye's condition is quite stable, and she is completely fine.
I’ll have to wait until the day after tomorrow for the surgery.”
Deng Feixiang said solemnly: "Stop talking nonsense, put all of Miss Ye's examinations and your diagnostic reports in my office later. I want to see them in person."
Wang Zhili hesitated, feeling somewhat uneasy.
Union Hospital is a large hospital, and there are countless people who seek medical treatment every day. Ye Shanshan's condition was indeed classified as a high-risk patient during the previous diagnosis. However, Wang Zhili did not schedule Ye Shanshan's surgery time because of the seriousness of Ye Shanshan's condition.
In his opinion, Ye Shanshan did not need to ask him to make changes yet.
If Deng Feixiang really wanted to see Ye Shanshan's diagnosis report and various examinations in person, he would definitely see that Ye Shanshan's condition was much more serious than what was written in his diagnosis report.
If Deng Feixiang really wants to be held accountable, neither he nor the group of doctors under him will have an easy time.
This made Wang Zhili become more panicked the more he thought about it.
Deng Feixiang glared at Wang Zhili angrily and shouted: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and arrange brain CT and MRI examinations for Miss Ye!"
Wang Zhili trembled all over and said immediately: "Okay, okay, I'll go back to the office and place the inspection list right now!"
"Notify the relevant offices of the inspection department and inspect immediately. No delay is allowed. I want to see the inspection results with my own eyes!"
"Yes, yes." Wang Zhili agreed with sweating profusely, and ran away in a panic.
After a while, the law enforcement officers who received the report also arrived at the scene. After Deng Feixiang came forward to explain, the law enforcement officers knew that nothing was wrong and left again.
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