They are all young doctors, and two of them are talented students who graduated from prestigious universities.
Naturally, they would not believe that this doctor who was younger than them could be better than them.
Especially when they heard that Chen Fan had become the chief of surgery, many of them were dissatisfied, and they would not believe that Chen Fan had really cured any leukemia before.
In their opinion, this is just some rhetoric from Luo Yongtang. Chen Fan definitely did not become the director by his own ability. He must have sat in this position through some dirty deal.
However, these young doctors did not know that with Chen Fan's current hearing ability, they could hear their conversation clearly.
There was a crisp sound of "Click!"
Zheng Hairong had already cut off the patient's finger and was currently treating the wound.
"Dr. Zheng's surgery is simply perfect!" A young doctor couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Wow!"
Seeing that the operation was over, all the young doctors applauded Zheng Hairong.
Zheng Hairong was unfazed. After treating the patient's wounds, he looked up at Chen Fan with disdain: "Director Chen, I wonder if there was anything wrong with the surgery I just performed?"
Many young doctors looked at Chen Fan, wanting to hear what Chen Fan had to say.
"Well, Dr. Zheng's surgery was indeed good. Okay, let's go back to work." Luo Yongtang stood up and smoothed things over.
Everyone looked joking, Chen Fan couldn't find any fault, and Luo Yongtang came out to defend Chen Fan, which confirmed their suspicions.
"Some people pretend to be incompetent and even cured leukemia. It's a joke!"
"I still want to give some advice to Dr. Zheng. It's really funny."
The young doctors who were good friends with Zheng Hairong all sneered, their faces full of dissatisfaction.
Zheng Hairong's face was full of pride. He knew that after this surgical operation, no one would dare to doubt his medical skills, and his face was completely saved.
Chen Fan ignored the doctors' remarks and kept staring at the young man, frowning slightly.
"drop--!"
Just when everyone was about to leave, the instrument that was supposed to detect the patient's vital signs suddenly sounded a piercing alarm.
The sudden sound caused everyone at the scene to stop and look at the young man on the operating bed in surprise.
I saw the young man who was fine just now, now his face was purple, his whole body was red, and his limbs were twitching violently.
Everyone was stunned, especially Zheng Hairong, who looked proud just now. His eyes almost popped out of his head, and he looked at the young man on the operating bed in disbelief.
"W-what's going on? Didn't you just behave well?"
"Yes, this surgical operation was very successful. What is the condition of the patient?"
The young doctors were all stunned and looked puzzled.
"Dr. Zheng, the patient has suffered a cardiac arrest and is almost out of breath!" a nurse shouted in panic.
"Quick, push 1 mg of epinephrine!" Zheng Hairong shouted hurriedly, and quickly returned to the young man to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the young man.
"Stop!" Suddenly, Chen Fan, who had been silent until now, shouted.
The nurse who was about to inject epinephrine quickly stopped.
An angry look appeared on Zheng Hairong's face: "Director Chen, what do you mean? If something goes wrong with the patient, can you afford it?!"
Then he looked at the nurse: "Push the adrenaline!"
The nurse was at a loss. One was the chief surgeon and the other was the director of surgery. She didn't dare to offend anyone.
"If you push adrenaline, he will definitely die." Chen Fan stepped forward and said.
"A joke! Now that the patient's vital signs are almost gone, you actually said that if you give him epinephrine, he will definitely die? Chen Fan, are you here to be funny? I really don't know how you obtained your medical qualification certificate!" Zheng Hairong said coldly.
asked.
"Get out of the way." Chen Fan stood next to Zheng Hairong and said.
Zheng Hairong, who was rescuing the patient, was stunned and looked at Luo Yongtang: "Dean Luo, Chen Fan delayed my treatment of the patient, don't you care about this matter?!"
Luo Yongtang glanced at Zheng Hairong: "Doctor Zheng, hand the patient over to Director Chen and follow his orders."
"What?!"
Zheng Hairong's eyes suddenly widened.
The young doctors around him were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
"Dean Luo, what do you mean? What if the patient gets sick..."
Before Zheng Hairong could finish his words, Luo Yongtang interrupted directly: "Whatever happens, the hospital will be responsible!"
Zheng Hairong was stunned. He didn't expect Luo Yongtang to be so partial to Chen Fan.
"Okay, since Director Luo said so, I want to see how Director Chen can save this patient!" Zheng Hairong took a few steps back angrily, with an angry look on his face.
Seeing Zheng Hairong leaving, Chen Fan looked at the nurse on the side: "Four bottles of normal saline, intravenous infusion in each limb, at the highest speed."
"Ah?!" The nurse was confused.
She is also a new nurse. She has never heard of this method of saving lives since she graduated.
"What are you doing standing still? Didn't you listen to what I just said? All obey Director Chen's command!" Luo Yongtang scolded.
The nurse did not dare to neglect, and quickly brought four bottles of normal saline and started intravenous drips on the patient's limbs at the maximum speed.
Everyone around him was dumbfounded. Although they were all young surgeons, they had been practicing medicine for at least several years, and they had never seen such a strange practice.
Just when everyone was questioning Chen Fan, Chen Fan had a few silver needles in his hand.
Chen Fan inserted the silver needle into several acupuncture points on the patient's chest.
"Oh my god, four bottles of saline, is this called saving people? Why do I feel like I'm killing someone?"
"Did you see that guy also took out a silver needle? Is he planning to use acupuncture?"
"Isn't this kid a mentally ill guy who ran away from the inpatient building next door?"
"Is it possible that this dean is also a fake?"
When they were still questioning Chen Fan, Chen Fan's last shot fell.
"I want to see how you end up pretending to be a ghost!" Seeing this, Zheng Hairong glanced at Chen Fan disdainfully.
"Didi!"
As soon as Zheng Hairong's voice fell, the electrocardiogram, which had originally formed a straight line, began to beat again, and the data on the instrument gradually returned to normal.
"The patient has vital signs!" the nurse quickly exclaimed.
The originally noisy operating room fell silent in an instant, and everyone looked at Chen Fan with dumbfounded expressions.
They all couldn't believe that Chen Fan only gave the patient a few injections and four bottles of normal saline intravenously, and the patient came back to life!
"This, how is this possible?!" Zheng Hairong's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"Cough cough cough!"
Suddenly, the sound of the patient coughing and wheezing was heard in the ward. In everyone's shocked eyes, the young man slowly opened his eyes!