"Director He, the patient's condition is very critical and may be in danger of life at any time. I suggest that I try it first." Seeing that He Changfeng was about to leave, Su Tie hurried forward and persuaded again in a deep voice.
Although he also knew that it was difficult for He Changfeng to believe his identity, he decided to give it a try, after all, life is at stake.
He Changfeng frowned and said unhappily: "Young man, it's not a joke to cure diseases and save people, it's not something you can try if you want."
As he spoke, he looked up and down again, his tone was obviously much colder than before.
Seeing this, Han Zhiping, who was standing beside him, hurried forward, patted his chest and promised: "Director He, Mr. Su's medical skills are beyond doubt. Since you and Mr. Yun have no choice, why not let him try it. I believe him
Since you dare to say this, you must be sure."
"Old Han, are you crazy? Even Mr. Yun can't find out the cause of the disease. If you ask a Chinese medicine doctor to take action, wouldn't that be irresponsible to the patient? If something happens in the end, who will be responsible?" Dr. Zhou said in a deep voice.
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Standing next to Dr. Zhou, a middle-aged doctor wearing a jacket nodded and echoed: "Old Han, you are also a doctor. You should know the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine in the medical field. To put it nicely, it is traditional Chinese medicine. If you don't say it nicely, then
It’s just a scam. Do you expect him to use acupuncture or cupping to treat this old man?”
Faced with these doubts, Han Zhiping was unmoved at all, but said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Su is not the traditional Chinese medicine doctors you think, he has real skills."
"Haha, I do have real skills. Even you, an expert in mental illness, was fooled and stunned. She was much better than those ordinary Chinese medicine doctors." The doctor named Li shook his head disdainfully.
As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted laughter from the medical staff of the affiliated hospital.
Some of them are extremely repulsive of traditional Chinese medicine, while others simply think that cycad is purely sensational and overestimating their abilities. Now seeing cycad being ridiculed by these big men in the medical field, they naturally will not have any sympathy.
"Old Han, it's better to spend more time thinking about medical skills. Don't just think about currying favor with the leader. That's not responsible to yourself or to the patients." At this moment, He Changfeng looked at Han Zhiping and said coldly.
He said a word and prepared to leave.
"Old He, wait a moment, I think I can let this young man try it." Yun Dingxing, who had not spoken before He Changfeng got up and suddenly stepped forward and whispered.
Hearing this, He Changfeng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He thought he had heard it wrong, and said in surprise: "Old Yun, what did you... say?"
"Old He, I believe you know the old man's condition. Even I can't see any clues about you and I. Even if you use instruments to check, it may not be effective. It's better to try traditional Chinese medicine." Yun Dingxing said in a deep voice.
Then, he looked back at Cycad and smiled, "Young man, are you really sure?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Yun, I'll just give me two hours to ensure that the old man will be rescued." Su Tie glanced at the old man, his tone was very firm.
"Two hours, what are you kidding? Just like this old man's situation, if he doesn't enter the ICU, he may not be able to live for two hours." Dr. Zhou snorted softly.
He had just observed the old man's condition. Although he could not find out the specific cause for the time being, based on experience, he could basically judge that the other party was already dying and could only live for more than an hour at most.
He Changfeng was also a little anxious and said hurriedly: "Old Yun, the patient's condition is very critical. You must not delay it. How can you..."
"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Yun Dingxing raised his hand to interrupt He Changfeng's words and said coldly.
Then, he continued to look at Cyti and said seriously: "Young man, I believe you, please take action now."
Su Tie nodded slightly and couldn't help but look at Yun Dingxing again. He didn't expect that the other party, a top boss in the Western medicine, would actually trust him as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor so much, and he felt more or less moved.
Immediately, he didn't say anything more and went forward to start treating the old man.
I saw that Su Tie first observed the old man's eyes, tongue coating, and mouth, and then began to take his pulse.
Seeing this situation, Dr. Zhou, who was standing beside him, was even more sarcastic, shook his head and smiled: "Take the pulse and look at the tongue coating. If these methods can be used to cure the disease, then what other medical instruments will be invented to make Hunsfield, E.
If the predecessors of the medical field like Toffen know this, they may be able to get angry directly.”
"That's right, taking the pulse is just like listening to the heartbeat. It's ridiculous that you can detect any disease." Dr. Li kept shaking his head.
He Changfeng, who was standing by the side and waiting anxiously, was even more nervous. However, seeing that Yun Dingxing was always calm, he could only temporarily suppress his worries.
It was not until a few minutes later that the cycad slowly moved the fingers that fell on the old man's arm.
Seeing this, He Changfeng hurried forward and asked in a deep voice: "Little brother, how about it? Can the cause of the disease be found?"
"The old man's tongue coating is yellow and greasy, and his pulse is slippery and vigorous. This is a symptom of internal dampness and heat accumulation in the spleen and stomach, the stomach cannot eliminate the guidance, the spleen loses its health, and the dampness and heat are stagnant." Cycad replied lightly.
"What...what, the damp heat is contained..." He Changfeng was confused after listening to Su Tie's explanation.
Su Tie smiled and explained lightly: "My old man's disease is called red and white dysentery in our traditional Chinese medicine, which is also a kind of dysentery, similar to the intestinal infectious disease in Western medicine."
"Intestinal infectious diseases, no, I just checked according to this idea, but the symptoms of intestinal infectious diseases are not very similar." He Changfeng glanced at Cycad with some confusion.
Cycad chuckled and shook her head, and replied: "It's normal. I said, red and white dysentery is similar to intestinal infectious diseases, but there are some differences. I can't explain it to you for the time being. I'll wait until the patient is cured.
I'll tell you in detail."
"You said you can cure it?" He Changfeng was still a little suspicious when he heard Su Tie's words.
After all, he really doesn't think that traditional Chinese medicine can do anything about a disease that even Western medicine can do, and he really doesn't think that traditional Chinese medicine can perform well.
Su Tie didn't explain much, but just smiled lightly, "Anyway, you have nothing to do with Dean He, so why not let me try it."
After saying that, he took out paper and pen from his pocket, wrote down a prescription and handed it to Han Zhiping, and reminded him: "Doctor Han, please follow this prescription and buy me some medicine."
"Okay, I'll go now." Han Zhiping nodded immediately and rushed out of the cafeteria without hesitation.
The cycad did not stop and immediately continued to take out the needle bag from his pocket and prepared to start acupuncture for the elderly.
"Wait a minute, who will allow you to treat my dad?" Before Cycad could take out the needle, a roar suddenly came from the side.
Then, the old man's son was running towards the cypress with a kitchen knife...