Chen Fan looked at Ma Siyuan and nodded affirmatively.
Seeing Chen Fan's certainty, Ma Siyuan's face showed joy. He knew that as long as Chen Fan said there was hope, the patient would be fine.
Ma Siyuan's nervous mood finally relaxed.
"It's ridiculous." Li Chengde couldn't help but mocked.
Hearing Li Chengde's sarcasm, Ma Siyuan's face showed a hint of displeasure: "Dr. Li, please pay attention to your words. Dr. Chen is not who you think. My teacher's disease was cured by Dr. Chen, and it was also what I saw with my own eyes."
See."
Li Chengde sneered: "Director Ma, do you know that if he can really cure this patient, then he will not only win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, but even the medical community can name him the Father of Medicine!"
An expert who had not spoken before said: "Director Ma, although what Dr. Li said is a bit unpleasant, what he said is reasonable. Taking paraquat will cause fibrosis of the human lungs, and it is irreversible.
If he can cure this patient, it means that he has mastered the method of reviving lung cells. It can also be said that he has mastered the secret of human immortality. It is really not surprising that the father of medicine gave him such a name.
It’s too much.”
After hearing this, several other experts nodded. The reason why it is irreversible is because the cells have completely lost their ability to regenerate.
This is just like the body after being exposed to nuclear radiation, destroying the cells of the body bit by bit, causing the cells to be unable to regenerate, and eventually leading to the whole body festering and dying.
"You, you mean, I, I am dead? There is no way to be saved at all?" The middle-aged man, lying on the hospital bed, breathing oxygen, finally understood the meaning of these people's words.
The expert who spoke before knew that he had said too much and quickly stopped talking.
Seeing that no one dared to look him in the eye and was unwilling to answer the question, the middle-aged man panicked again, took Ma Siyuan's hand and said: "Doctor, didn't you just say that you would find a solution? Didn't you tell me just now?
I, is there any way to save me? Why do they say I can't be cured at all? Why do they say that?"
Ma Siyuan comforted him: "Don't be anxious. You have to believe Dr. Chen. He is a very good doctor. If he says he can cure you, he will definitely be able to do it."
"It seems that Director Ma still believes in this miracle medical expert." Li Chengde joked.
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan. Looking at this young man who was not much older than his own child, the middle-aged man had a look of astonishment on his face.
He also didn't believe that the young man in front of him could cure his incurable disease, which even experts were unable to cure.
"If pulmonary fibrosis occurs, it is indeed irreversible unless a lung transplant is performed. However, your lungs are not fibrotic yet. If you seize the time for treatment, there is still a possibility of recovery." Chen Fan explained.
"I'll cure it, I'll cure it!" The middle-aged man was now very eager to live. He also knew that Chen Fan would be his last hope, and he kept nodding in agreement regardless of Chen Fan's age.
Chen Fan took out a piece of paper and pen, hurriedly wrote the names of several Chinese medicinal materials on it, and then handed it to Ma Siyuan beside him.
"What is this?" Ma Siyuan looked at Chen Fan doubtfully.
"Chinese medicine, let him drink it after the torment." Chen Fan ordered.
"Chinese medicine?!" The experts on the side were all stunned for a while after hearing this, and some even couldn't help laughing.
Li Chengde joked: "Boy, the ingredients of this paraquat are 1.1 dimethyl and 4.4 dichlorodipyridine. These are chemical ingredients. Do you think you can treat paraquat poisoning with a traditional Chinese medicine? It's a joke!"
Chen Fan ignored Li Chengde, but took out a few silver needles, and then inserted them into several acupuncture points on the middle-aged man's throat.
"Teacher, I don't think there is any need for us to stay here. This is not an expert. He is an expert in both traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. He is clearly a charlatan." Li Chengde's student couldn't help but joke.
"It's just pitiful for this patient. He only has a few days left and he still has to be tortured by this charlatan." Another young doctor couldn't help but joked.
Ma Siyuan quickly handed the prescription to his student and asked him to go to the prescription immediately to get the medicine.
At this time, Chen Fan had already inserted the last needle into the middle-aged man's heart.
"call!"
Just after the last needle fell, the middle-aged man breathed a long sigh of relief, and suddenly the scene in front of him became clear.
"God, God, I, I can see clearly, and my breathing is smoother."
"Gudu." The middle-aged man exclaimed and swallowed hard.
Then he opened his eyes wide and said with a shocked expression: "It doesn't hurt anymore, and my throat doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore!"
The middle-aged man's face was full of disbelief. Just a moment ago, he had difficulty breathing and lack of oxygen, which caused the things in front of him to be blurred. But the moment all the silver needles fell, he returned to normal in an instant.
"Miracle doctor, you really are a miracle doctor!" The middle-aged man was so excited that his eyes filled with tears.
Only those who have experienced life and death will know how happy life is.
If it weren't for the various instruments hanging on his body, he would even kneel down and kowtow to Chen Fan now, thanking Chen Fan for his life-saving grace.
The scene was silent, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man in shock.
They could also see that the middle-aged man's face, which had been livid due to lack of oxygen before, had regained its color and looked no different from a normal person.
At this time, the middle-aged man pulled out the oxygen tube again and tried to breathe on his own without oxygen.
After a while, the joy on the middle-aged man's face became even stronger, because he discovered that even without the help of oxygen, he no longer felt dizzy due to hypoxia.
"How is this possible? How can acupuncture cure paraquat poisoning?!" Li Chengde was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
Because all of them know that this kind of thing is not scientific at all!
"Dr. Chen, is this all right?" Ma Siyuan also looked in disbelief.
If a few silver needles really cured the middle-aged man, then I'm afraid Chen Fan would really be recorded in history.
Chen Fan shook his head and said truthfully: "I just used acupuncture to widen his airway, so he can feel breathing easier."
Only then did everyone suddenly realize.
But after seeing Chen Fan's acupuncture technique, two experts were shocked and looked at each other.
"Hmph, let me tell you, how can traditional Chinese medicine cure the world's problems! Although your treatment method is temporarily effective, but when his respiratory tract is completely ulcerated and his lungs become fibrotic, I will see what you will do." Li Chengde
The student said disdainfully that in his opinion, Chen Fan was just taking advantage of the situation. This method only treated the symptoms but not the root cause. Sooner or later, the patient would still be dead.
At this moment, the ICU door opened, and a doctor walked in with a bowl of hot Chinese medicine.