Tang Feng and Ouyang Xue looked at each other and realized that something was wrong, so they couldn't help but walk towards the crowd.
Surrounded in the center of the crowd is Wang Boqiang, the deputy director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Wang Boqiang is nearly fifty years old. He is slightly fat, looks very wealthy, and is kind-hearted. He is very popular in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. He is a member of the Department of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.
He was born in Western medicine, and his surgical skills are quite high. It is precisely because of his excellent skills that he has gradually reached the position of vice president.
On weekdays, Ouyang Xue's father, Ouyang Yi, the director of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital, is relatively busy because he not only serves as the director, but also a director of the Jiangsu Province Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and a member of the China New Drug Approval Committee.
He also often goes to lectures in various countries around the world. Therefore, most of the time, Wang Boqiang is responsible for handling the large and small affairs of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and Ouyang Yi also trusts this subordinate very much.
Wang Boqiang was surrounded by five or six nurses and doctors in white coats, and outside were a dozen shirtless men. Judging from their rough palms and honest expressions, they must all be migrant workers.
Wang Boqiang looked embarrassed and said to one of the older men: "It's not that we are unreasonable, but this ambulance was sent by the Second Affiliated Hospital and should be sent to them for rescue."
The farmer man said: "Please, doctor, we can't tell which hospital it is. We just ask your doctor to be kind and save my brother's life. Don't worry, we will hand over the deposit as soon as possible."
Really, no matter life or death, we will pay the money, I just ask you to show kindness first."
As he said that, the migrant worker would kneel on the ground.
Wang Boqiang hurriedly supported the old man, and then said: "Don't be like this, this is not a question of money. Let me tell you the truth, our hospital really can't save this patient. As you can see, we are a traditional Chinese medicine hospital here."
, first aid measures are not enough. You'd better have the ambulance drive to the Second Affiliated Hospital as soon as possible."
The migrant worker glanced at the three people squatting on the ground again, then suddenly pounced on them and shouted loudly: "Give back my Sanmaozi's life."
The other naked peasant men also knew that there was no hope, and they rushed towards the three people on the ground, shouting: "You damn people, please give me Brother Sanmao's life."
Ouyang Xue separated the crowd and shouted, "Everyone, stop it first!"
The migrant workers looked at Ouyang Xue and saw a pretty little girl. They couldn't help but feel disappointed. What they were looking forward to now was not a beauty, but a doctor who could rejuvenate her.
Tang Feng also followed Ouyang Xue and squeezed in. At this time, a young man wearing a gold frame on the outside couldn't help but tremble when he saw the figures of Tang Feng and Ouyang Xue. It was the man who had been panicking for the past two days.
Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan held on to the pillar beside him and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly his eyes rolled and he couldn't help but think about it. Then he took off his glasses, walked behind a migrant worker, and spoke softly.
At this time, Ouyang Xue asked Wang Boqiang, "Uncle Wang, what's going on here?"
Wang Boqiang sighed and pointed towards the ambulance.
Tang Feng and Ouyang Xue looked towards the car at the same time, and saw a man whose chest and abdomen were covered with gauze, lying motionless in the ambulance. Although the gauze was wrapped tightly, the purple-black blood was still flowing.
The blood was flowing out. An oxygen bottle was hung on his nose, and the pacemaker was attached to his chest. It seemed that he was almost out of breath.
Wang Boqiang said: "This car is the ambulance of our Second Affiliated Hospital of Jinling City. Originally, they were supposed to send it to the Second Affiliated Hospital as soon as possible, but the leaders of the Second Affiliated Hospital learned that this was a fatal car accident patient, and he was also a group of migrant workers.
When they had no money to pay the deposit, they asked the driver to drive the ambulance directly to our hospital.
Now, those three are the driver of the ambulance and the nurse on duty." As he spoke, he pointed to the three people squatting on the ground.
At this moment, the three people were holding their heads in their hands, squatting on the ground, as if they were ready to die. You can't blame them, they are just wage earners who follow orders. In order to keep their jobs, they have to do whatever their superiors say.
Ouyang Xue looked at the hopeful eyes of the surrounding migrant workers, and felt a little unbearable, and asked: "Uncle Wang, is there really no hope of salvation?"
Wang Boqiang said: "Xueer, your uncle Wang is also from a peasant family, and he is not willing to be so cruel. But within my technical scope, there is really no way. I think, except for the Kyoto Central Hospital, there may be a first-line
There is hope, but this patient simply cannot last more than half an hour."
Ouyang Xue lowered her head, and then whispered: "In this case, Uncle Wang will accept this patient and let him die in the ward of our hospital."
Wang Boqiang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head resolutely and said: "Xue'er, don't ask about this matter anymore. Our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine is at a critical moment when it is rated as a tertiary hospital. We can't let anything go wrong again, and... and now
There are really a lot of medical disputes, and we have to be careful. I, Wang Boqiang, think I am definitely not a bad person, but I will never let those bastards from the Second Affiliated Hospital shit on our heads. Don’t worry, I will support this group of migrant workers in the Affiliated Hospital.
The Second Court seeks justice."
At this time, a migrant worker from behind suddenly broke away from the crowd, walked over, and then knelt down in front of Tang Feng.
Tang Feng was stunned and said hurriedly: "Brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
The migrant worker shook his head and said loudly: "That year I was working in the black coal mine in Shanxi. The coal mine collapsed. It was Brother Sanmaozi who dug for three days and three nights alone to dig me out of the coal pit. Mine was mine.
Life is the life of Brother Sanmaozi."
The migrant worker said, and then said to a fat man next to him: "Er Niu, kneel down in front of the miracle doctor!"
The fat man knelt down with a general cry, and the migrant worker from before continued: "Er Niu and I are neighbors. There was a flood in our village the year before, and the grain became moldy. It was Brother Sanmaozi who took out all the grain and divided it.
, he took out all the furniture in his house and sold it, just so that everyone could have something to eat that year."
There was sudden silence in front of the building, and then all the migrant workers knelt down and said one after another: "Including me...and my family..."
At the beginning, the migrant worker continued: "It was Brother Sanmaozi who led us all out of the ravine. We have plenty of strength and can endure hardship. We have worked hard for three years, and now we finally have our own fleet."
, just when the good days were about to come, unexpectedly there was a car accident."
Speaking of this, the migrant worker wiped away the tears on his face, raised his head, looked at Tang Feng, and said: "I heard that you are a miracle doctor. Since you are a miracle doctor, you will definitely be able to cure Brother Sanmaozi. I beg you, little one."
Miracle doctor, just give it a try. No matter whether you can cure Brother Sanmaozi or not, no matter how much it costs, we are willing. We will sell the team right now. I just ask you to give it a try."
Wang Boqiang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to the migrant worker: "This doctor is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and cannot use a scalpel. I am very touched. Really, come on, let's all bring Brother Sanmaozi into the operating room. I...
…I just have to do the best I can.”
Tang Feng, who had been standing by the side, suddenly took a deep breath and said, "No, I'll do it."
At this time, Xiao Yan, who was behind the pillar in the distance, heard Tang Feng's words and couldn't help but smile proudly. He said bitterly in his heart: Are you really arrogant enough to think that when others praise you as a miracle doctor, you really are a miracle doctor?
Hum, if you, a little Chinese medicine doctor, dare to hold a scalpel, I can incite these migrant workers to take you to court and sue you for indulging in human life.
When Wang Boqiang heard Tang Feng's words, he was stunned for a moment and said: "Tang Feng, what are you talking about? You are a Chinese medicine doctor. Let's not talk about whether you know first aid. Even if you are a Chinese medicine doctor, you are not legally allowed to do this.
Surgical."
Tang Feng turned to Wang Boqiang and said, "Dean Wang, how sure are you of saving this man?"
Wang Boqiang's eyes dimmed and he said, "I'm not sure at all."
Tang Feng looked at Sanmaozi in the ambulance and said, "If I'm lucky, I think I have a 100% certainty of saving him."
Wang Boqiang smiled bitterly and said: "Good luck? One percent? Tang Feng, I can understand your mood now, but don't forget that you are a Chinese medicine doctor. If you enter the operating room today, then tomorrow,
You will most likely go to jail, and the punishment will be severe."
Ouyang Xue also pulled Tang Feng and said, "Tang Feng, don't be impulsive. We haven't even had a few physiology classes. How can you save people?"
Tang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Do you still remember the "Surgical Bible" you lent me? If this person's hepatic artery has not been completely damaged, I do have a 100% chance of saving him."
Wang Boqiang shook his head resolutely and said: "What if it is damaged, and there is only one percent hope. Tang Feng, I absolutely cannot let you take this risk, and it will also affect our hospital."
Tang Feng nodded and said slowly in a low voice: "I know, Dean Wang, if I am not sure at all, I will not feel anything except sad when I watch this person die. But, but
Now I know that it is possible for me to save him. Although the hope is small, there is a possibility of success after all. I can't deceive my own heart.
If I let go today and Sanmaozi dies, how should I face my heart? How should I get rid of the condemnation in my heart?"
Tang Feng swallowed, looked at the migrant workers kneeling on the ground in all directions, and said firmly: "So, I will try my best today, even if I have to face endless lawsuits, even if I am imprisoned afterwards.
I can't give up even in prison, because this is the hope of life, and human life is greater than heaven!"
Wang Boqiang looked at Tang Feng and felt a knot in his heart. He couldn't help but remember that when he first left school, wasn't he too focused on saving lives and healing the wounded? Wasn't he also putting his own safety and interests aside? But as time went by, interests
, the ratio of contribution to reward, one's own promotion, the honor of the hospital, etc., have all been placed above the patient's life.
Wang Boqiang took out his cell phone, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said, "Let me ask Dean Ouyang."
Ouyang Yi, who was lecturing in the United States, answered the phone. After understanding the situation, he immediately said loudly: "Let alone one percent, even one ten thousandth of hope, we must rescue. Let Tang Feng enter the operating room immediately, no matter what happens
I’ll take care of the problem!”
Wang Boqiang pressed the phone hard, and he finally realized that the gap between himself and the dean was not about medical skills, but about medical ethics.
Wang Boqiang waved his hand and said loudly: "I want the best surgeon and the most experienced nurse to prepare all the rescue conditions within three minutes! Send the patient to the operating room immediately, quickly!"
Then, Wang Boqiang pulled Tang Feng's sleeve and said, "I will be your assistant."
Then the two of them ran quickly towards the surgical building.
Groups of nurses and doctors ran out and in, and orders were passed down quickly and orderly.
Ouyang Xue stood outside the building, staring blankly at Tang Feng's back, unable to move for a long time...