As soon as the old man finished speaking, several other elderly Chinese medicine doctors also nodded in agreement.
"Yes, of course, He Jiarong and He Xiaoyou are the best in Chinese traditional medicine today!"
"I heard that He Xiaoyou's acupuncture skills are amazing. If he were here, he would definitely be able to cure these patients!"
"He Xiaoyou defeated the Korean medical sage Park Sang-woo at the Sino-Korean medical competition conference. It was really eye-opening!"
Hearing what they said, Shi Kunhao's expression changed instantly. He lowered his head and said nothing, looking a little embarrassed.
Hao Ningyuan also sighed heavily when he heard this and said, "Don't you know what happened to Jia Rong recently?!"
"We are neither deaf nor blind, of course we know!"
The Chinese doctor with reading glasses bowed slightly, then looked solemn and said solemnly, "We just don't believe it!"
"Yes, we old men can hear and see it, but we don't believe it at all!"
"What kind of profit-seeking businessman is this? It's just nonsense. With He Xiaoyou's ability, making money is very easy for him!"
"That is, as far as I know, when the Korean Medical Saint Park Sang-yu came to challenge He Xiaoyou, he could have tried to instigate He Xiaoyou to rebel. As long as He Xiaoyou nodded, he would have gained both fame and fortune!"
"Both of virtues and talents, I'm talking about people like He Xiaoyou. It would be really chilling if even people like He Xiaoyou were framed!"
Several other old Chinese medicine doctors also spoke to each other, complaining on behalf of Lin Yu.
They are also Chinese medicine practitioners, so they naturally know the helplessness and sadness of being misunderstood by patients, so they are also the people who can best understand Lin Yu's mood.
Hao Ningyuan listened to the words of these sensible old Chinese medicine doctors, and his heart was filled with excitement. Yes, even Jiarong, a person who devoted so much to Chinese medicine, was framed. I really don’t know whether it is the sorrow of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors or the sorrow of Chinese patients.
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Shi Kunhao on the side became more and more ugly when he heard these words. Although these words had nothing to do with him, to him, every word seemed to be scolding him. After all, Lin Yu's medical qualification certificate was his.
revoked.
Dean Pei hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully to Hao Ningyuan, "Since He Xiaoyou has such superb medical skills, why don't you find him? Even if He Xiaoyou doesn't have a certificate, he should handle special matters!"
Hao Ningyuan had a bitter look on his face, and was about to say something when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him. Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted, and Hao Ningyuan couldn't help but turn around curiously.
"Mr. Dou, you are here!"
When Hao Ning saw that the person coming was Dou Zhongyong, he immediately looked overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.
When Dou Zhongyong saw Hao Ningyuan, he quickly greeted him respectfully, but when he saw Shi Kunhao on the side, he just snorted with a sullen face and ignored him at all.
"Okay, Mr. Dou, stop being polite and go see the patient first!"
Hao Ningyuan urged impatiently.
After Dou Zhongyong asked about the situation, he quickly entered the emergency room, while Hao Ningyuan, Dean Pei and others were waiting anxiously outside.
The only thing they can do now is wait, after all, they can't help.
But what they didn't expect was that Dou Zhongyong ran out in a hurry within ten minutes after entering, and said to Hao Ningyuan with some dejection, "Director Hao, the conditions of these patients in the emergency room are extremely serious, and they are severe adverse reactions. According to our
Our ability cannot save them for the time being, so it is recommended that they be transferred to the intensive care unit immediately..."
"What?!"
Hao Ningyuan's expression changed drastically when he heard this, he grabbed Dou Zhongyong's wrist and said urgently, "Even you can't cure them?!"
"Minister Hao, forgive me for my old man's incompetence..."
Dou Zhongyong shook his head and sighed, and then said, "However, I can prepare a few decoctions according to each of their conditions to try to alleviate their conditions. With luck, some patients with good physiques can survive, but this is limited to
Those patients with mild symptoms, some with critical symptoms, I...I can't do anything..."
As he spoke, he sighed heavily, feeling a little unbearable.
Because everyone's physique, age, genetic factors and living habits are different, the adverse reactions are also different, and naturally there are priorities. This is why he prescribes medicines according to each person's different conditions.
"Okay, then you can prescribe medicine for them first. If you can, one of them will be saved!"
Hao Ningyuan nodded hurriedly and said, "I have to rush to other hospitals to check the situation, so please don't bother here!"
Because this situation broke out not only in Chang'an Hospital, he also went to other hospitals to investigate the situation. In addition, he also contacted other famous doctors in the capital and went to other hospitals to help.
After saying that, Hao Ningyuan and others hurried away, and Shi Kunhao glanced at Hao Ningyuan's back, hesitated for a moment, did not follow, and stayed behind. After all, compared to other hospitals, the situation here is more serious, at least in other hospitals.
There have been no deaths in the hospital yet.
After Hao Ningyuan left, Dou Zhongyong took action directly and said to Dean Pei: "Dean Pei, I need help. Please call all the Chinese medicine doctors in your hospital!"
"good!"
Dean Pei nodded quickly, and then ordered his people to call the remaining Chinese medicine doctors from the Chinese Medicine Department.
The old Chinese doctor wearing reading glasses stepped out and said to Dou Zhongyong in a low voice with a solemn face, "Mr. Dou, you have just seen the conditions of these patients. Although the conditions of these patients are not optimistic, in my humble opinion,
, as long as we use exquisite replenishing and purgative acupuncture methods such as burning mountain fire, cooling the sky, or hiding yin in yin, and hiding yang in yin, there is still a glimmer of hope!"
"good!"
Mr. Dou's expression perked up when he heard the old Chinese doctor's words. He didn't expect that there would be such an understanding person in Chang'an Hospital. Then he sighed and said dejectedly, "But my old man is not very knowledgeable, so these acupuncture techniques are not very simple."
If you understand but are not proficient in it, even if you forcefully apply acupuncture, it will not help, but may make things worse!"
You must know that this kind of exquisite acupuncture techniques are extremely precise. Not to mention that the complete acupuncture techniques are almost lost. Even if all the acupuncture tips are placed in front of you, you will not be able to perform them!
"What do you think of Doctor He from Huishengtang?!"
The old Chinese doctor said hurriedly, "This is a young genius. I think with his ability, it will definitely not be a problem to treat these patients!"
"Yes, Mr. Dou, we heard that you have a close relationship with this little friend He, why don't you ask him to come over and help!"
In addition, the old Chinese medicine doctor also followed eagerly.
Hearing their words, Shi Kunhao on the side suddenly became energetic and had some expectations in his heart. If He Jiarong could really cure these patients, it would be of great benefit to him, but he also knew that after this morning and recent events
After that, He Jiarong and he were on the same level, and it was impossible to betray his face, so it would be great if Dou Zhongyong could come forward and invite He Jiarong.
However, Mr. Dou immediately straightened his face and said coldly, "I can't invite him! He tried his best to treat the patients, but in the end he got the reputation of a quack doctor and a profiteer. How dare he come forward again? What's more, he
Now some people have deprived me of the qualification to practice medicine. Let alone practice medicine, we can’t even open pharmacies, so how can I still have the nerve to invite people over!"
While speaking, he glanced at Shi Kunhao with cold eyes, obviously mocking Shi Kunhao.
In fact, Dou Zhongyong had already called Lin Yu on the way here, and wanted to invite Lin Yu to come over to help rescue people, but was rejected by Lin Yu.
At first, Dou Zhongyong only thought that it was because the patients' families framed Lin Yu, which made Lin Yu feel cold. However, after Lin Yu told him what happened recently, Dou Zhongyong knew that there was also a troublemaker like Shi Kunhao.
thing!
Shi Kunhao's expression on the side became even more ugly when he heard these words, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Then his expression darkened, and he snorted at Dou Zhongyong with a stiff mouth and said, "You don't have to beat around the bush to scold me, I won't believe it.
Except for him, He Jiarong, no one in this world can cure this disease!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked aside and took out his mobile phone.