"What, didn't you say benign tumors? Why did you suddenly say malignant tumors?" Chen Baogen became anxious and asked the doctor.
"The equipment we used to examine the patient before was aging and the examination was not accurate. We just performed an operation and used the new equipment for examination, and found out that she had a nauseated Ruquan tumor. Please sign it quickly. We, Dr. Zhu, are still waiting to operate on your daughter.
What about the surgery?" The young doctor took the risk book and said impatiently to Chen Baogen.
"I…"
Chen Baogen panicked, and Jiang Minghao next to him asked: "Have the malignant tumor cells spread? To what extent?"
The young doctor was stunned, glanced at Jiang Minghao, and said, "Who are you?"
"I am a doctor of Chinese medicine."
When Jiang Minghao said this, the young doctor was stunned. He immediately looked at him with contempt and sneered: "So you are studying Chinese medicine. Is it possible that you still want to use Chinese medicine to treat this malignant tumor?"
Seeing that the doctor was looking down on him with contempt, Jiang Minghao smiled and nodded: "It's not impossible, and traditional Chinese medicine treatment has much less harm and side effects than Western medicine incision surgery."
Hearing Jiang Minghao's words, the young doctor was stunned and immediately sneered: "You are so confident. I have never heard that traditional Chinese medicine can also treat malignant tumors."
"That's because you are ignorant." Jiang Minghao smiled.
"you…"
The young doctor glared at Jiang Minghao and said impatiently to Zhao Baogen: "Should I sign it or not?"
"Uncle, surgery for malignant tumors is very risky." Jiang Minghao reminded Chen Baogen.
The operating room door opened again, and a middle-aged doctor came out and said, "What's going on? It takes so long to sign the risk letter?"
"Doctor Zhu, it's this Chinese medicine doctor who is causing trouble. He won't let the patient's family members sign." The young doctor pointed at Jiang Minghao and pointed at the doctor named Zhu Hua, who was also the chief surgeon who operated on Chen Baogen's daughter.
"Doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?"
Zhu Hua was stunned, looked at Jiang Minghao a few times, and said, "Are they also family members?"
"I'm not a family member..."
"If you're not a family member, why are you causing trouble here?"
Zhu Hua shouted coldly. Jiang Minghao was stunned and frowned slightly. He wanted to talk to them, but he didn't expect these doctors to have such a bad attitude.
"You don't explain the patient's condition clearly to the patient's family, but you just randomly sign the risk document. What if there is an accident during your operation?" Jiang Minghao glared at Zhu Hua and snorted in a strong tone.
"Are you questioning me, or the level of our entire hospital?" Zhu Hua glared, pointed at Jiang Minghao and shouted angrily.
Jiang Minghao narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Now I am very suspicious of your hospital's work. Is it always like this, never considering the feelings of patients and their families?"
"Boy, you came here intentionally to cause trouble, didn't you?"
Yang Ping, a young doctor, pointed at Jiang Minghao and said arrogantly: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will ask the security guards to kick you out."
"No, no, no, no, the little doctor is a good man, he has no ill intentions."
Chen Baogen hurriedly came out to persuade him, and faced Zhu Hua and the others with a grimace, holding the risk book: "Doctor, you also have to tell me how risky my daughter's disease is and how risky the operation is. Otherwise, how can we become family members?"
rest assured."
Zhu Hua glared at Chen Baogen coldly and said, "Malignant tumor surgery is inherently risky, and I can't guarantee it with you."
"So, you don't plan to accurately tell the family about the patient's surgical condition? Are you doctors just perfunctory like this?" Jiang Minghao glared and said coldly to Zhu Hua.
Jiang Minghao hates hospitals. The doctors' approach is to ask family members to sign randomly without explaining the patient's condition clearly to the family members.
If an accident occurs during an operation, it has nothing to do with the hospital or the doctors; only the family members suffer.
"Boy, why are you talking about us?"
Yang Ping pointed at Jiang Minghao and snorted disdainfully: "Is it just because you are a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine? If you have the ability, go in and cure her."
Jiang Minghao had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Don't look down on what our ancestors have passed down. Malignant tumors can be completely cured by traditional Chinese medicine. By relying on acupuncture and combined with drug treatment, malignant tumors can be eliminated. Compared with you,
There are no risks with surgery, and there are no postoperative side effects.”
Zhu Hua's eyes widened and he pointed at Jiang Minghao: "Do you really think of yourself as Hua Tuo or Bian Que? Huh, you still have acupuncture treatment, but you are so young, but you have such a loud tone.
Even the veteran Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital dare not say that acupuncture is used, let alone that Chinese medicine can treat malignant tumors. If it can, why do patients choose to come to our hospital for surgery instead of Chinese medicine?"
"That's because you have never seen the true standard of Chinese medicine." Jiang Minghao narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
"You think I am ignorant."
Zhu Hua was angry. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. He pointed at Jiang Minghao and shouted angrily: "Okay, you make yourself so powerful. Now go in and treat the patient. I'll see how you use acupuncture."
Malignant tumor.”
Jiang Minghao still snorted coldly: "Ignorance, don't you know that Chinese medicine pays attention to conditioning. Even if you use acupuncture, it will take several courses to completely eliminate the tumor."
"You also admit that traditional Chinese medicine can't provide quick treatment, right? Let's perform surgery, just one cut." Yang Ping sneered, looking down on Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "But how much risk will your family bear with this knife?"
Yang Ping felt a little guilty at Jiang Minghao's words: "No matter what kind of surgery it is, there are risks as long as the operation is performed. This is inevitable..."
Jiang Minghao ignored them and turned to Chen Baogen, who didn't know what to do. "Uncle, if you believe me, I can treat your daughter with traditional Chinese medicine, and I guarantee that you won't take any risks."
Chen Baogen was stunned and didn't know what to do.
He was thanking Jiang Minghao, but that didn't mean he believed in Jiang Minghao's TCM skills.
But now that his daughter has a malignant tumor, surgery carries huge risks. Chen Baogen doesn't want anything to happen to his only daughter.
"Boy, you really overestimate your capabilities."
Hearing that Jiang Minghao really wanted to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat malignant tumors, Zhu Hua, Yang Ping, and the doctors and nurses who came out all thought it was ridiculous.
"Xiaojiang."
I saw Zhao Baoqing and two foreign doctors in suits walking over. When he saw Jiang Minghao, he was surprised: "Why are you here?"
"Wow, isn't this the same Chinese medicine doctor from last time?"
When David and James saw Jiang Minghao, they showed surprised expressions and spoke in English.
Seeing the two of them, Jiang Minghao was a little surprised. He nodded and spoke in English: "Hi, you two are here again."
"Mr. Jiang, I'm glad to see you again."
David Xunke went up, took Jiang Minghao's big hand, and said excitedly: "After seeing your extraordinary medical treatment last time, we went back and wrote an article about traditional Chinese medicine. In the medical field, we rectified the name of your Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Oh, thank you very much." Jiang Minghao heard this, nodded and smiled.