He grabbed Zhao Xiaole as if he was grabbing the last straw.
"If you can save my daughter, I can do anything you ask me to do!"
Looking at Li Jingren's slightly red eyes, Zhao Xiaole was silent for a moment and said: "You should know that your daughter's disease cannot be cured. What I can do is to ease her pain and make her feel better."
He could feel that Li Jingren's hand holding his was trembling, and the expression on his face froze instantly. One could imagine how tangled he was in his heart at this time.
Zhao Xiaole sighed slightly in his heart.
Such congenital hematopoietic deficiency will be a major medical problem in later generations, let alone now.
He just thought of this disease from some of Li Qingque's symptoms.
It can be said that a blind cat met a dead mouse, just by chance.
But when it comes to medicine, apart from a little common sense, Zhao Xiaole really doesn't know anything about it, so he doesn't dare to boast about it.
After Li Jingren struggled with pain in his heart, he looked at Zhao Xiaole with bright eyes, tears streaming down his face, "Mr. Zhao, please save my daughter! Even if she really has to leave, I hope she can go comfortably.
point!"
After listening to his words, Wang Chaoyun on the side had already burst into tears and looked at Zhao Xiaole hopefully.
Obviously, she also hopes that Zhao Xiaole can cure Li Qingque.
Zhao Xiaole took a deep breath and said, "Okay! Xiaoque, go to the hospital immediately!"
"Um?"
Li Jingren glanced at Zhao Xiaole doubtfully, but heard a hoarse voice coming from outside the carriage, "Yes!"
The carriage rolled and soon drove into the hospital gate.
At this time, there were many medical staff in white coats standing in the gate, standing neatly in several rows.
When they saw the carriage, they immediately shouted in surprise: "Master Zhao is here, Master Dean is here!"
Looks full of respect were cast towards Zhao Xiaole's carriage.
After such a long period of training, these people have long been accustomed to the procedures required in the "Medical Training Manual". It is precisely because of this that they understand how crucial the seemingly simple methods above are.
When they were practicing medicine, they had never heard of alcohol.
But after they used alcohol a few times, they couldn't put it down.
It can really improve a patient’s chances of survival!
So after understanding all this, this group of people will understand how great Zhao Xiaole's decision is, and their respect for Zhao Xiaole will be even stronger.
They stood respectfully in several columns, waiting for Zhao Xiaole to get off the carriage.
The car door was suddenly pushed open, and the group of people immediately shouted "Hello, Dean".
But when Zhao Xiaole came down, he ordered: "Prepare a sterilized operating room immediately, two punched needles and a sterilized catgut!"
Everyone present was stunned, and then they burst into excitement with a "boom" and quickly went to prepare the things needed by the operating room and Zhao Xiaole.
At the same time, he spread the news widely.
"What? The dean is actually going to treat the patients himself? Come on, go and have a look!"
Upon hearing the news, a doctor who was suturing a patient's wound with fish gut dropped his tools and ran away.
If the panicked patient hadn't called him back, he would have disappeared long ago.
A large group of people gathered outside the operating room, shouting at others to stop crowding, while they kept pushing forward.
Looking at the four people in the room, they were all talking about it.
"Do you think the dean can cure Dr. Li's daughter?"
They are all doctors from all over Chuzhou, so they naturally recognize Li Jingren.
"The dean is so powerful, I think it will work!"
A young man with an admiring face looked at Zhao Xiaole and said.
The older middle-aged man next to him shook his head and said: "I don't think so. The dean's medical skills are indeed very powerful, but Dr. Li is not bad either. He has not been able to cure his daughter for so many years, even the dean."
It’s difficult to take action!”
When he said these words, everyone around him nodded and said, "Yes! Divine Doctor Li's daughter has a strange disease that is extremely difficult to cure. It is difficult to cure her!"
"I think even the dean is worried..."
Although some people think that Zhao Xiaole can cure Li Qingque, more people don't think so.
If this disease could be cured so easily, Dr. Li wouldn't have had to worry about it for so many years.
In the house, Zhao Xiaole motioned to Li Jingren to put his daughter on the hospital bed, then took out a water bottle filled with alcohol and sprayed it on the four of them.
His movements were weird, but Li Jingren also knew that this thing had a very magical effect, which had been verified by the common people, so he didn't say anything.
Even when Zhao Xiaole later rolled up Li Qingque's sleeves and wiped her arms back and forth with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, he didn't say anything.
After practicing medicine for so many years, Li Jingren knew very well that when treating patients, he should not talk about how men and women should not be intimate with each other.
If you insist on asking for these things, you are making fun of the patient's life.
However, when Zhao Xiaole took a sharp needle and inserted it directly into his sterilized arm, Wang Chaoyun suddenly exclaimed and covered his mouth.
Li Jingren also stared, his face full of confusion, not understanding what he was going to do.
However, when Zhao Xiaole was about to insert the needle into Li Qingque's arm with the other end that had begun to bleed black blood, Li Jingren could no longer sit still.
"Master Zhao, what are you doing?"
He stood up hurriedly and shouted.
He really couldn't figure out why needles were used to treat illnesses. Are you treating illnesses or interrogating prisoners?
Just as Zhao Xiaole spotted one of Li Qingque's blood vessels and was about to insert the needle, he was stopped by Li Jingren and immediately frowned.
"If you believe me, just shut up!"
"If you don't believe me, take your daughter back. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me!"
Zhao Xiaole said in a deep voice.
Li Jingren's expression suddenly changed, and finally he looked at the unconscious Li Qingque on the bed, sighed heavily, and closed his mouth.
Zhao Xiaole stopped delaying. If he delayed for a few more minutes, the blood in his body would drain out!
If he spotted the veins on Li Qingque's arm, he quickly inserted the needle.
His movements were steady and precise, without any sloppiness. He was more bold and skillful than those medical students who had just left school in later generations.
This time, one hit!
Soon, the blood in Zhao Xiaole's body flowed into Li Qingque's body along the intestines.
Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the results.
With the input of blood, a trace of blood finally appeared on Li Qingque's face, and even his breathing became steady and powerful!
Seeing this scene, the doctors outside the room were filled with shock.
Li Jingren couldn’t stop the tears from flowing from the corners of his eyes!