Chen Zifei came over and said coldly: "The injection to dilate blood vessels can dilate blood vessels and provide relief, but when used in large doses, it is likely to cause blood vessels to rupture. There is no condition for that kind of surgery on this ship.
The patient will surely die."
Chen Zifei's words caused an uproar among the surrounding passengers. They stared at the needle in Pei Yunpeng's hand. They did not expect that this medicine was so dangerous.
Lin Xuewei looked at Pei Yunpeng in disbelief and said in panic: "Is Mr. Pei's medicine really so dangerous?"
Xue Li also looked at Pei Yunpeng nervously. She was a medical student at Harvard, and of course she knew the dangers of using such large doses of injections.
Pei Yunpeng said with a cold face: "There are indeed risks in using large doses of drugs that dilate blood vessels. However, the old man's condition is too serious now. A small amount of use will have no effect at all. Only a large dose can control it."
Only then can we hope to persist to the hospital."
Chen Zifei shook his head and said coldly: "You are gambling with the patient's life. Have you ever treated a patient like this? How many successful cases are there and how many failed cases are there? What are your chances of curing the patient?"
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Pei Yunpeng glared at Chen Zifei, his face was ashen, and he could not utter a word. He had never treated patients in this way, and had only seen this method in papers. He had no idea how feasible it was.
I just had no choice but to think of this method, which is just like treating a dead horse as a living horse.
Pei Yunpeng glared at Chen Zifei and said, "I am not gambling with the patient's life, but I am trying every means to save the patient. What qualifications do you, a barefoot doctor, have to speak here."
Then he turned to look at Lin Xuewei and said seriously: "Ms. Lin, I need to explain the situation to you beforehand. Now you have also seen the old man's situation. His life may be in danger at any time. If we let it go, the result is certain. It has already happened."
I don’t need to tell you, but the success rate of my method can only be considered half and half. If it succeeds, the old man can survive to the hospital. Now you need to make a choice."
Lin Xuewei was stunned. How could she choose this? If she didn't get the injection, her grandfather would be dead. And if she got the injection, the success rate was not very high. This would determine her grandfather's life.
Lin Xuewei was so anxious that tears came down, and she cried: "This, this..."
At this time, the old man's breathing began to become rapid, and he was obviously out of breath. Lin Xuewei gritted her teeth and said with difficulty: "Mr. Lin, let's do it."
Pei Yunpeng nodded and said: "After getting stabbed, I finally have a chance of survival. If I don't get stabbed, I really don't have any chance."
As he spoke, Pei Yunpeng held down the old man's arm and pierced his arm with the needle in his hand.
"Wait a minute." Suddenly a voice interrupted Pei Yunpeng. Pei Yunpeng was startled, the hand holding the needle shook, and he looked at Chen Zifei angrily.
Xue Li glared at Chen Zifei and shouted: "What are you doing, always making trouble here? Don't you know what your level is? Someone come and throw him out quickly, don't delay our rescue."
Lin Xuewei frowned and said, "Sir, thank you for your help. Now leave it to Mr. Pei. After all, Mr. Pei is a professional doctor."
Chen Zifei looked calm, pushed Pei Yunpeng away, and said seriously: "You are killing people. I have never heard of this method of injecting large doses of blood vessel dilation drugs to treat patients. You are harming people."
Pei Yunpeng's eyes flickered, and he said with some confidence: "Now is a special situation, so we have to use extraordinary measures. If we treat it conservatively, the patient has no chance at all. If you don't let me treat it, how can you treat it?"
Chen Zifei smiled, nodded, and said: "Of course, I can cure it, and it won't be as dangerous as you."
"This kid can cure it? He said he can cure it. Is he more powerful than the talented student Halfey?"
"Bragging, he is the one who is harming people. His level is not high, but his big words are quite high."
"How can such a young person be capable? If an old Chinese medicine doctor said this here, maybe I would really believe it."
The surrounding passengers were talking a lot, but no one thought highly of Chen Zifei at all.
Pei Yunpeng laughed loudly and said: "To say you are a barefoot doctor is just flattering you. I think you are a charlatan. You said you could cure the old man, so what method did you use and what is the success rate?"
Lin Xuewei frowned and said displeasedly: "Sir, please stop making trouble. My grandfather is in a serious condition now and it will not be delayed."
Chen Zifei looked at the old man and said calmly: "I have my own method, and the success rate is probably 100%."
"Ten percent?" Pei Yunpeng stared blankly.
This is a lunatic. He dares to say that there is a 100% success rate. As a doctor, he knows very well that even if it is a minor illness, such as cutting the appendix, the doctor will not say that the success rate is 100%. He must leave a note for himself.
Of course, if it's cured, nothing will happen, but if something unexpected happens, there's no way to explain it, and it's just self-defeating.
The surrounding passengers also looked at Chen Zifei in surprise, and now they were even more distrustful of him. Everyone knew something about myocardial infarction. When it comes to myocardial infarction, it is blocked to a degree of 90%, even in big hospitals.
No one dared to guarantee that he would be saved, but this guy actually said he was 100% sure even though he had no equipment whatsoever.
Xue Li sneered, pointed at the injection in the box, and mocked: "You are really a madman. If you can cure this old man, I will drink all the medicine."
Chen Zifei looked at Xue Li playfully and said with a smile: "This is what you said. If I really save the old man, you will drink these injections. In this way, you don't have to drink them all, just drink one bottle at will."
Xue Li opened her mouth, a little nervous. Looking at Chen Zifei's mocking look, Xue Li gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, if you can cure the old man, I will drink a bottle. What if you can't cure him?"
Chen Zifei smiled, pointed to the railing on the deck and said, "If I can't cure the old man, how about I jump off the ship?"
At this moment, the surrounding passengers took a deep breath, and their eyes changed when they looked at Chen Zifei, as if they were looking at a madman. If Dr. Pei's treatment just now was to gamble on the old man's life, then this kid was completely gambling on his own.
Dead.
Chu Chenxi looked at him coldly without any expression. She worshiped the boss blindly. Even if Chen Zifei said that he could save the dead, she would probably believe it without hesitation.
Lin Xuewei looked at Chen Zifei in surprise and hesitated in her heart. Did this man really have any confidence when he said this? Looking at Chen Zifei and then at Pei Yunpeng, Lin Xuewei fell into a tangle.
In Lin Xuewei's heart, of course she trusts a doctor from Harvard University more than Pei Yunpeng and Chen Zifei. If it were a normal situation, she would definitely choose Pei Yunpeng to treat her grandfather. But now she knows Pei Yunpeng's method and the chance of saving her grandfather is too high.
Although Chen Zifei seemed unreliable, he was 100% sure, which gave her a glimmer of hope.
Pei Yunpeng rolled his eyes and sneered: "Okay, since you can cure it, I'll let you cure it, but if something happens to the old man, I will definitely not let you go."