Zhang Xiaotian also followed and found that the middle-aged obese man had collapsed in the bathroom, his face was unusually pale, his eyes were closed, and he had fainted.
The middle-aged woman squatted on the ground and shouted: "Husband, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"
But no matter how hard she shook the middle-aged man, it was to no avail. The middle-aged man still didn't wake up.
Zhang Xiaotian was originally a doctor, so naturally he would not sit idly by at this time and said: "I am a doctor, let me take a look."
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "Little brother, please come and see what happened to him?"
Zhang Xiaotian nodded, squatted down and took the middle-aged man's pulse.
Although he knew the other person's condition without taking his pulse, he saw that this middle-aged man's situation was a bit special, so he took his pulse to confirm, and it was a bit shocking to tell the patient's condition without taking his pulse.
At this moment, a voice rang out: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Xiaotian turned around and saw that the middle-aged man standing next to him was suddenly there.
"I'm seeing a doctor, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xiaotian frowned slightly.
"You see a doctor?
joke.
Why do you touch someone's wrist when you're seeing a doctor?
Isn’t this a waste of time?”
The middle-aged man spoke.
"I am a middle-aged man, so I naturally need to take my pulse."
Zhang Xiaotian said.
"Haha, you really know how to joke. Chinese medicine can actually cure diseases. This is the first time I have heard of it."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Xiaotian, his eyes full of disdain, and said, "Boy, get out of the way quickly. Don't make the patient worse. If something goes wrong, you can't afford the responsibility."
"What do you mean by that?"
Zhang Xiaotian said.
At this moment, a stewardess came over with a medical kit: "Sir, are you a doctor?"
From the bottom of her heart, she was more willing to believe the middle-aged man. After all, Zhang Xiaotian looked too young, in his early twenties at most.
Although she didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine, she did know some about it. The youngest doctors with good medical skills were in their fifties or sixties.
Just now no other doctor came forward, so they could let Zhang Xiaotian try. But now that a better doctor has come forward, he will naturally let a better doctor give it a try.
If something happens to this passenger on the plane, they will be held responsible.
The man with eyelashes said extremely proudly: "I am Deng Jianghua, the vice president of the Imperial City Second Hospital. Let me show him."
"Oh my god, he is actually the vice president and director of experts at the Imperial Capital Third Hospital. He is definitely better than that young man."
"People nowadays are really brave. They dare to go up for treatment when someone has already fainted. Aren't they afraid that if they can't treat themselves well, they will get into trouble?"
"To be honest, it's not that I don't believe in current Chinese medicine. The key point is that such a young Chinese medicine doctor says that his medical skills are good. Who would believe it?"
After Deng Jianghua revealed his identity, everyone present began to support Deng Jianghua.
The stewardess looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "Sir, I'm really sorry, but should I let Vice President Deng take a look first?"
After saying this, she looked at the middle-aged woman, obviously seeking the opinions of her family members.
Zhang Xiaotian shook his head helplessly. He was also very helpless about this kind of thing. After all, if someone doesn't allow you to treat a disease, this is their right, and you can't force it.
Moreover, Zhang Xiaotian has not had the habit of forcing others to treat their illnesses if they don't allow you to treat them.
Zhang Xiaotian stood up, came to the side and gave up his position.
With a proud look on his face, Deng Jianghua took the medical kit from the stewardess, opened it and took out a thermometer to measure the patient's temperature.
Then he opened the patient's mouth and looked at the tongue.
After the examination, he took out the thermometer and looked at it and said: "The patient should have a viral infection, which caused the fever. Now the patient's temperature has reached 39.8 degrees Celsius. It is strange that he is not comatose."
The middle-aged woman nodded and said: "Dean Deng, you are absolutely right. We went on a trip this time and played until two o'clock in the morning last night. My husband probably caught a cold and felt a little dizzy this morning, and then he had a fever.
We thought it was just a common cold and we could just fight it off, so we ignored it, but we didn’t expect my husband to be so seriously ill."
Hearing this, the people around him echoed again.
"You are worthy of being the vice-dean of the Imperial Capital. It's amazing that you found out the cause of the disease so quickly."
"Do I need to say this? I didn't see that the other person is the vice president of the Imperial Capital Hospital. Treating a cold and fever is a very simple matter."
"It's a good thing that I met Vice President Deng this time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. If this young man came to see a doctor, people would probably die."
...These people were all chatting, praising Vice President Deng, and even making some digs at Zhang Xiaotian.
When Deng Jianghua heard these words, his face was filled with a proud smile.
"It's nothing. It's just a minor cold. It's not a big deal. Now I will help him reduce the fever. When you get off the plane, you can go directly to the Imperial Hospital. I will help the patient with examination and treatment."
"Well, thank you very much, Vice President Deng."
The middle-aged woman hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
But after saying this, she looked at Zhang Xiaotian with a complicated expression.
In the eyes of others, this middle-aged woman was just expressing her apology.
Zhang Xiaotian was originally asked to treat her husband's illness just now, but now it has turned out like this.
Deng Jianghua took out the antipyretic medicine, handed it over and said, "Give this patient the antipyretic medicine and the fever will be brought down."
Hearing this, the flight attendant nodded and hurriedly took out a bottle of mineral water to give the middle-aged man antipyretic medicine.
"Wait a minute, patients shouldn't take antipyretics at all now."
Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly stopped him.
When Deng Jianghua heard this, he couldn't help but frown and said: "Little brother, what do you mean by this?"
"This patient's symptoms are indeed a cold, but his fever is not caused by a cold at all, and the cause is not a cold, so giving him cold medicine is useless."
"Boy, do you know what you are talking about?"
Deng Jianghua frowned deeply and said, "I have diagnosed him just now. He has a fever caused by a cold."
Before Zhang Xiaotian could even open his mouth to explain, the onlookers began to collectively attack Zhang Xiaotian.
"Young man, what are you doing? Dean Deng just said that this is just a fever caused by a common cold. What are you doing?
Do you still dare to question Dean Deng’s diagnosis results?”
"Haha, I think this guy is just trying to please others. Are all young people like this now?
Not honest at all.”
"Yes, I very much agree with this. Now these young people like this because it can attract everyone's attention."
Everyone around him began to side with Deng Jianghua and started to attack Zhang Xiaotian.
When Deng Jianghua saw this, the smile on his face became even brighter, and he said with great confidence: "Please believe me, my diagnosis will definitely not be wrong."