"Dad, what do you think of Chinese medicine?" Zhao Bing suddenly asked Zhao Baoqing while eating his meal.
"Well, why are you suddenly interested in Chinese medicine?" Zhao Baoqing looked at her.
He knew that Zhao Bing had always looked down upon Chinese medicine.
Zhao Bing looked indifferent and said: "I came back in the afternoon and met a heart patient on the road. She would rather choose traditional Chinese medicine treatment than come to the hospital for me to operate. I just can't figure out why."
Zhao Baoqing was stunned, then stopped and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, maybe the patient has something to hide. Although Chinese medicine has a meager status in today's society, only a few people choose to see Chinese medicine.
But Xiaobing, Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and it can be passed down to this day. Its secrets are not as simple as you think. Just like some time ago, I met a strange patient. On the surface, it seemed that she had rabies, but no matter how we checked, it turned out that she had rabies.
She doesn't have any symptoms.
But it turns out that your uncle Min brought a young man who studied Chinese medicine. He simply gave the patient two silver needles and miraculously stabilized the patient's mania. So, in a certain field, this Chinese medicine is comparable to Western medicine.
It won’t work.”
Zhao Bing nodded, with firm eyes, and said to Zhao Baoqing: "But I still believe that Western medicine technology is better than Chinese medicine."
Seeing this, Zhao Baoqing could only smile helplessly.
A doctor ran in: "Professor Zhao, there is a critically ill patient in the emergency department. I need you to go and take a look."
"Okay, let's go."
Zhao Baoqing got up, and Zhao Bing also got up and followed him.
In the emergency department of the hospital, several nurses and doctors pushed an unconscious patient in. It was Li Shoucai who had just been brought here.
"Doctor, doctor, you have to save our Mr. Li, he can't die..." Zhang Zhe pulled Zhao Baoqing and shouted anxiously.
"Your family members will wait outside first and push the patient to the emergency room for rescue."
Zhao Baoqing checked on Li Shoucai and knew that he was in critical condition, so he immediately sent someone to the emergency room.
He, Zhao Bing and several doctors immediately went to change clothes and disinfect before hurried in.
"Check the patient immediately..."
Zhao Baoqing and several doctors immediately examined Li Shoucai.
Zhao Bing and several young doctors stood aside and watched. They were not the chief surgeons.
"Professor, the patient seems to be poisoned." A doctor shouted.
Zhao Baoqing looked at the purple skin on Li Shoucai's chest, frowned slightly, and nodded: "It's a sign of poisoning, but the delay is too long and the toxin has entered the organs. I'm afraid it won't work."
Zhao Bing, who was standing behind, frowned slightly and said nothing.
For poisoning like this, if the patient is not sent to the hospital for treatment, and the poison penetrates deep into the internal organs, the patient will be pronounced dead.
"Is there nothing we can do?" Zhao Bing frowned and couldn't help asking Zhao Baoqing and the others.
"No, if we could have sent it here an hour earlier, we might have been able to save it, but now the toxin has entered the kidneys. Even if the gods come, we can't save them. Let's go out and notify the patient's family." Zhao Baoqing shook his head and took Zhao Bing with him.
They go out.
Zhang Zhe and Li Shoucai's family members were waiting anxiously outside.
At the same time, Linde was also arrested. He looked panicked and never expected such a result.
As soon as he saw Zhao Bing waiting for the doctor to come out, Zhang Zhe immediately went up and asked urgently: "Doctor, what is Mr. Li's condition now? Can he still be saved?"
Zhao Baoqing shook his head and said: "The patient was poisoned. The delay was too long. The toxin has entered the organ. There is no way to cure it now. You should prepare for the patient's funeral."
"What, it's hopeless..."
Zhang Zhe was shocked and shouted in disbelief.
Linde, who was standing behind, felt his legs weaken and collapsed directly on the ground, wailing: "It's over..."
"Quack doctor, it was you, a quack doctor, who killed Mr. Li."
Zhang Zhe turned around, raised his foot and kicked Lin De hard, who was lying on the ground. He knew that Li Shoucai drank the medicine he boiled at noon, which caused the poisoning.
"You can't put all the blame on me. It was you who didn't follow my instructions to drink the medicine, which caused Mr. Li to be poisoned." Linde retorted vigorously. He didn't want to take the blame.
"How dare you say that it was obviously your improper use of medicine that killed Mr. Li, teach him a lesson..." Zhang Zhe was angry. Even if Li Shoucai died, he could not escape responsibility.
For a moment, Lin De was pinned to the ground by two bailiffs and beaten. Zhao Bing, Zhao Baoqing and other doctors stood aside and learned that the patient was poisoned because he drank inappropriate Chinese medicine.
Zhao Bingbing snorted: "There is really no guarantee for traditional Chinese medicine."
"Yes, if there is a slight mistake in traditional Chinese medicine, it will lead to poisoning. We have encountered such patients before." Other doctors also nodded.
Zhao Baoqing had no choice but to ask the doctor to stop Zhang Zhe and others from causing trouble in the hospital.
At this time, Jiang Minghao walked in, and Zhang Zhe frowned, wondering why this kid was here.
I saw Zhang Zhe, Li Shoucai's secretary, and a group of people with sad faces, and the atmosphere was dead, as if someone was about to die.
But Jiang Minghao didn't care about this, after all, it was normal for people to die in hospitals.
"Hey, aren't you the Dr. Xiao Jiang from last time? Why are you here?" Zhao Baoqing looked at Jiang Minghao, very surprised.
He was very impressed by this young man.
"Professor Zhao, I'm here to get medicine for my mother." Jiang Minghao said with a smile.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you are the son-in-law of the Ye family." Zhao Baoqing remembered that Jiang Minghao was the son-in-law of the Ye family.
"It's you." However, Zhao Bing looked at Jiang Minghao next to him, slightly surprised.
Jiang Minghao naturally saw Zhao Bing and nodded politely to say hello to her.
"Xiao Bing, do you know this Dr. Xiao Jiang?" Zhao Baoqing looked at his daughter and Jiang Minghao with some surprise.
"I met this afternoon." Zhao Bing said in a cold tone.
"Oh, he's the Chinese medicine doctor you mentioned, who saves patients with heart attacks."
Zhao Baoqing nodded with a smile, glanced at Jiang Minghao, and smiled at Zhao Bing: "This Dr. Xiao Jiang is very powerful in acupuncture. It was your Uncle Min who brought him here last time to use acupuncture to stabilize the patient's strange disease. He is very capable."
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"As powerful as it is, can acupuncture be as good as the scalpel in my hand?" Zhao Bingbing snorted. She was strongly hostile to Chinese medicine.
Seeing that his daughter had such disdain for Chinese medicine, Zhao Baoqing was a little embarrassed. He smiled apologetically at Jiang Minghao and said, "Dr. Xiao Jiang, you go to the front pharmacy to get medicine. I have already ordered you to report your mother's name.
I can get medicine."
"Okay, thank you Professor Zhao."
Jiang Minghao nodded. She had learned about her daughter in the afternoon, so she didn't care and turned around to get the medicine.
However, Lin De, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, suddenly rushed towards Jiang Minghao, took his arm and begged: "Dr. Xiao Jiang, you are a descendant of Jiang Wentian, so you must have studied the poisonous classics of Jiang's School of Medicine.
Can you go in and detoxify Mr. Li?"
Jiang Minghao was stunned. Zhang Zhe and others nearby, Zhao Baoqing, Zhao Bing, and many doctors were also stunned. They didn't know why Linde suddenly asked Jiang Minghao for help.
Could it be that Jiang Minghao could still rescue Li Shoucai, who was already deeply poisoned and about to die?