It was expected that Zhang Chongshan heard people's doubts: "Everyone, I have seen Dr. Chen's medical skills."
"Today, a patient jumped off the building in the mental hospital. It was Dr. Chen's timely treatment that saved the patient's life."
"Are you a doctor at a mental hospital?" a middle-aged woman asked.
"I am Chen Fan, a surgical intern at the mental hospital." Chen Fan responded truthfully.
"Zhang Chongshan, what do you mean? Do you think a young man from a mental hospital or a surgical intern can cure a condition that even experts in Kyoto are helpless to cure?" The middle-aged woman's face instantly turned cold.
"I will not let a surgeon from a mental hospital treat my teacher!"
"I do not know either!"
Everyone's attitude is very resolute, especially now that Lu Yunxiang has already exhausted his resources and cannot stand the trouble at all.
"Old Chang, Sister Xu, can't you just believe me once? He performed an intracranial surgery on the patient in the mental hospital this morning, and now the patient is out of danger." Zhang Chongshan persuaded anxiously.
"What did you say? He did intracranial surgery?"
"It must have been done by a certain chief physician, Chongshan. You have to know that there is a difference between helping and doing the surgery yourself." said the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
"He was the one who performed the surgery himself. As for the helper, there is indeed one, and that is this girl." Zhang Chongshan pointed at Chen Fan and the other two.
"Tch, how is this possible? Intracranial surgery is a third-level surgery. A trainee doctor may have never even touched a scalpel."
"Director Chang, you are wrong. He is from a mental hospital. Mental hospitals do not have operating rooms."
"Yes, there's not even an operating room, Chongshan, you're so rude and you're a bit unskilled."
Everyone looked at Zhang Chongshan jokingly, as if they didn't believe that Chen Fan would be a doctor capable of performing third-level surgeries.
"Alas." Zhang Chongshan sighed bitterly.
He originally wanted Chen Fan to show off his medical skills so that Chen Fan could be favored by these people and transferred out of the mental hospital.
But what he didn't expect was that things would turn out like this.
"Your complexion is dark, and there is a black bruise on the right cheek. If what I predict is correct, you should drink alcohol regularly." Chen Fan looked at the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and said.
"I am the director of the medical system and I have a lot of social activities every day. Isn't it normal to drink?" the middle-aged man responded jokingly.
"Have you been experiencing a dull pain on the right side of your liver for about three months?" Chen Fan said again.
"How did you know?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, obviously Chen Fan was right.
"Alcoholic cirrhosis, you still have two months." Chen Fan held out two fingers.
"I just had a physical examination at the beginning of this year, and I'm in good health! Brat, if you dare to talk nonsense here again, believe it or not, I will ask the security to kick you out!" The middle-aged man glared at Chen Fan angrily with a sullen face.
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Chen Fan disagreed and pointed to the position three inches above the middle-aged man's belly button: "If you don't believe it, you can press this position. If it is a normal person, there will be no reaction after pressing it, but if there is a problem with the liver, then
There will be a reaction.”
"I'm trying to be mysterious, my health is very good!" the middle-aged man responded coldly.
"Chang Qing, why don't you try pressing it? Look, there is no reaction when I press it." Zhang Chongshan reached out and pressed three inches above his belly button to persuade him.
"I think you have been brainwashed by this kid. He is just a charlatan. I don't know how he graduated. It won't be a problem if I press the button. He is just... Oops!"
Before Chang Qing could finish his words, a sharp tingling sensation instantly swept through his liver.
Chang Qing was in pain and squatted on the ground, pressing his hands firmly on his liver, and even a lot of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
"Chang Qing, are you okay?" Seeing this, several other people quickly helped Chang Qing up.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts me so much!" Chang Qing's body was still trembling, and the pain made him feel lingering fear.
"Boy, what on earth did you do?" A middle-aged man in a white coat asked Chen Fan.
"If you still don't believe it, you can go for a color ultrasound." Chen Fan still looked at Chang Qing.
At this time, Chang Qing felt a little nervous in his heart. It would be okay for others to press that position, but he was in excruciating pain, which made Chang Qing a little suspicious.
"I'm going to do a color Doppler ultrasound. If I'm fine, just wait to be kicked out!" Chang Qing, with the support of a middle-aged man in a white coat, went to the Doppler ultrasound room.
"Doctor Chen, is there anything we can do about the teacher's condition?" Zhang Chongshan asked Chen Fan when he saw the two people leaving.
Chen Fan held his breath and looked at Lu Yunxiang on the hospital bed.
Generally, long-term coma is caused by brain damage, but Chen Fan observed Lu Yunxiang's brain and frowned slightly, because Lu Yunxiang's brain had no damage at all, not even a cerebral infarction was found.
This is strange.
Chen Fan reached out and touched his chin: "He is unconscious, but his brain is not injured."
"We also know this." Others in the room gave Chen Fan a strange look.
In their opinion, Chen Fan was just pretending, maybe he just wanted to defraud someone out of money, but with them here, they wouldn't let Chen Fan succeed.
Chen Fan ignored the other party and observed Lu Yunxiang's body again.
When Chen Fan saw Lu Yunxiang's waist, he frowned slightly, because he had already found the problem, which was the spine with steel nails.
"Doctor Chen, how are you doing?" Zhang Chongshan asked again.
"It can be cured." Chen Fan nodded in response.
"Really? Doctor Chen, thank you so much!" Zhang Chongshan's face was filled with excitement.
"Chongshan, do you really believe what he said? Even the experts in Kyoto are helpless, and he actually said that he can cure it. Is it possible that his hairless kid is better than the experts in Kyoto?" Everyone shook his head.
He shook his head, not believing that Chen Fan could do anything about it.
"I know Chongshan you want your teacher to get better, but you also have to respect science. Can you trust a guy who is worse than a charlatan?" the middle-aged woman persuaded.
"Doctor Chen, what is the problem with the teacher?" Zhang Chongshan ignored them and still looked at Chen Fan excitedly.
"The steel nails in his spine damaged his nerves, causing compression of the nerves in his brain, so he remained unconscious." Chen Fan responded.
"Nonsense, the steel nail damaged the nerve? Do you know who performed the surgery on the teacher with this steel nail? Mr. Qi from Kyoto, he is an authority in Kyoto orthopedics." Someone immediately retorted.
"Bang!" At this moment, the ward door was pushed open, and two young men, a man and a woman, walked in, followed by a group of security guards.