In fact, the dean seemed to believe Fang Yiming's words, but he knew the level of this nephew. Now that he saw Li Haoming coming, he was completely relieved.
"Hello, Director Li, Mr. Qian's situation has indeed stabilized. If you don't believe me, come and have a look." Fang Yiming smiled confidently and then took everyone into the intensive care unit.
I saw that Qian Dashao on the hospital bed had a calm expression and breathing smoothly. It was obvious that the broken bones in the lungs had been taken out, with bandages wrapped around his head and legs fixed with splints, which was indeed out of the danger period.
"My son." Zhang Lanying felt so distressed when she saw her son's appearance. She rushed to Qian Zifeng's bed and started crying.
Although Qian Haide was also very sad, he still did not forget to thank Fang Yiming, "Doctor Fang, right? You saved my son's life and are our Qian family's benefactor. Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly."
"Oh, Mr. Qian, you are polite. It is our doctor's duty to treat diseases and save lives."
Fang Yiming was so happy that he stumbled to the back of his head, and pretended to be hypocritical.
"Mr. Qian, my nephew is active and motivated. He is indeed a good seedling. I will ask you to take care of him in the future." The dean said with a smile, with a very proud tone.
Now seeing the truth, he didn't expect that his nephew would be really good at it. This time he not only made a fuss for him, but also made a fuss for Renai Hospital.
"Xiao Fang, as far as I know, you are from Western medicine, right? Why are you so proficient in traditional Chinese medicine?"
When Li Haoming saw the silver needle on Qian Zifeng's body, he couldn't help but be surprised. What's even more surprising is that without surgery, the broken bone on the patient's body was removed.
"Yes, Director Li, I will also study some Chinese medicine books in my spare time, so I understand acupuncture and bone chondrooping." Fang Yiming smiled and said confidently, "The situation is critical today, so I took the risk.
I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to be successful. I also thank the big money guy, I am lucky and my life."
Just now before Li Haoming and the others came, Fang Yiming had already prepared all the words, so the answers were orderly.
"Well, you did this surgery well. I didn't expect that the Yangtze River would push the front waves." Li Haoming shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that an unknown little doctor would be far superior to him on weekdays, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart.
A sense of frustration.
"Director Li, is my son okay now? Then can he stand up in the future?" Zhang Lanying asked Li Haoming in tears.
"Don't ask me about this. Dr. Fang is here, you might as well ask him for advice." Li Haoming took a step back.
In front of Fang Yiming, he actually felt that he was a little talented and shallow. He had only experienced this feeling in front of Mr. Song and Lin Yu. Unexpectedly, Ren'ai Hospital is also a place for crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
In his opinion, judging from the level of this surgery alone, Fang Yiming's ability may be comparable to Lin Yu.
Unexpectedly, after so long, two such talented young talents emerged.
"Doctor Fang, does my son have any hope of standing up?" Zhang Lanying looked at Fang Yiming and asked with anticipation on her face.
"This...this is this..."
Fang Yiming frowned and didn't know how to answer for a moment. After all, he didn't know what Qian Zifeng's situation is now.
However, he reacted quickly, sighed and said regretfully: "I can't guarantee this, it's all up to Mr. Qian. I have done everything I can. How can I recover later?
It depends on his own.”
He said a few simple words and pushed the blame completely, meaning that he had already completed the operation and nothing else could be controlled by him.
"Doctor Fang, when will my son wake up?" Qian Haide said anxiously.
"It's hard to say, it depends on his own willpower." Fang Yiming said with a serious expression.
"How to deal with the needles on his body?" the dean asked. He didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine.
"You must not move the needle, otherwise you will be unable to blame me if you have any consequences!"
Fang Yiming remembered what Lin Yu said before leaving and hurriedly said, feeling a little annoyed. Lin Yu, a bastard, only told him that the needle cannot be pulled, why didn't he tell him how long it would take?
"Honestly, where did you learn your medical skills?"
On the way back, Jiang Yan still felt a little incredible when she recalled the magical scene just now.
"It's in the book." Lin Yu drove the car carefully and said casually.
"What book are you reading, a divine book?" Jiang Yan frowned and looked at him. It's a lie. If you can become a doctor even if you read a book, then everyone in the world will be doctors.
"The books I read are quite profound, and have you heard of what talent is?" Lin Yu turned to Jiang Yan and smiled, saying, "Your husband, He Jiarong, has the talent of a miracle doctor, so
Everything is understandable at all."
When Jiang Yan saw Lin Yu deliberately slap her, she was a little angry. Seeing that he was unwilling to say it, she did not force him. Anyway, this was not a bad thing.
The next morning, Lin Yu was brushing his teeth in the toilet. Jiang Yan immediately ran in in a hurry and said in a hurry: "Your treatment of Qian Zifeng last night was in the news."
"Ah? So fast?" Lin Yu couldn't help but wonder.
"But it's not you, it's Fang Yiming." Jiang Yan said coldly, obviously a little unhappy, and sent his phone to Lin Yu.
There is a noticeable red title on the homepage of Qinghai News Network: The son of a wealthy businessman is racing late at night, and the young doctor in Renai Hospital is rejuvenated.
The picture below is a close-up photo of Fang Yiming with a large layout. The content of the news also tells how Fang Yiming cured the seriously injured.
Lin Yu smiled, and didn't take it seriously. He nodded and signaled that he had finished reading and continued to brush his teeth.
"Aren't you angry?"
Jiang Yan frowned and asked, "If it were someone else's fault, the fruits of hard work would have been robbed by someone."
But there was no look of anger on Lin Yu's face.
"Angry? Why are you angry?" Lin Yu brushed his teeth and said vaguely: "A person who seeks fame and reputation will sooner or later show his true form."
"Fool!"
Jiang Yan rolled her eyes, cursed angrily, and said, "Do you know what the value of this surgery is? It is its reputation and status in the entire Qinghai medical community..."
"I treat diseases and save people, not for these things."
Before Jiang Yan could finish speaking, Lin Yu shook his head and interrupted her.
Jiang Yan was stunned and looked at Lin Yu in a daze. He didn't know whether to call him stupid or admire him for being arrogant.
But no matter what, she was very shameful with the behavior of a villain like Fang Yiming, and said angrily: "Look, I must expose him."
"Need not."
Lin Yu said lazily: "I said that he will reveal his true colors sooner or later. The few needles I pricked are limited in effect. Maybe Qian Zifeng can't hold on until the evening. He originally planned to continue to prick him today.
, It seems that it is better to leave it to Dr. Fang, who is good at rejuvenating the spring of the world."
Jiang Yan couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing Lin Yu so confident, he didn't ask any more questions and turned around and went to work.
After Lin Yu arrived at the Restoration Hall, Wei Xuening had already arrived. He was drawing a turtle on the security door at his door with red chalk, and then wrote the three words He Jiarong on the back of the turtle.
"What are you doing?" Lin Yu was a little helpless. Wei Xuening was so old and still so childish.
"I'm going to give you a portrait." Wei Xuening said with a smile, "Your security door is too monotonous, I'll add some color to you."
Lin Yu shook his head and smiled, but he didn't have the same knowledge as her.
After opening the door and entering the room, Wei Xuening first took out five hundred yuan from her pocket, slapped it on the table, raised her head and said proudly: "My aunt has wrapped you this morning!"
"What did you say?!" Lin Yu frowned and glanced at her.
Wei Xuening was startled by Lin Yu's eyes, and his momentum immediately declined, and he said, "I'm going to give you a massage for the whole morning, can you do it specifically for me?"
"No, I have to see other patients. Your pelvic massage is enough for half an hour." Lin Yu said.
Wei Xuening snorted at him, and did not dare to say anything more.
For some reason, other men always look like mice and cats when they see her, but every time they see Lin Yu, she feels the opposite.
After giving Wei Xuening massage, Lin Yu continued to see other patients.
Wei Xuening was fine this morning, so she simply didn't leave and sat on a chair to see him treat him.
"You are in conflict with the Yingwei. I will prescribe a prescription for you to sweat and stop sweating, and you will be cured soon."
After Lin Yu finished speaking, he lowered his head and wrote the prescription.
Wei Xuening looked at Lin Yu who was serious about treating others, and suddenly felt a little handsome, feeling that Lin Yu was different from the boys she had come into contact with since childhood.
Other boys were afraid of her, so they followed her butt to praise her and praised her, but Lin Yu could make her feel shocked.
She only felt this feeling in her father Wei Gongxun.
In the evening, Lin Yu was leisurely and relaxed, but Renai Hospital was in chaos.
"What's going on? It's still fine at noon. Why did the condition worsen after so much time?!"
Dai Wei, the director outside the intensive care unit, said angrily to the doctors including Fang Yiming.
Just now, Qian Dashao, who had originally stabilized his condition, suddenly turned sharply, had difficulty breathing, his body twitched, and various life indicators fell rapidly.
"This...we don't know this, why did it suddenly happen..."
The doctors were sweating profusely, not knowing it.
Fang Yiming's face was also pale and he didn't dare to say anything.
"Yiming, go and have a look. You cured it last night. Why do you say it can't be cured now?" The dean frowned and said anxiously at Fang Yiming.
"Dean, then what, his situation has changed now and it is beyond my ability." Fang Yiming hurriedly shirked.
"If you can't cure, you have to treat me. Your medical skills are the best here. Come in quickly!" The dean ordered in a majestic voice: "No matter what, we must save our lives with less money, otherwise we will not be able to afford it.