Seeing the speeding BMW, the reporters and people holding banners who were standing at the door hurriedly fled to both sides.
The BMW did not slow down at all and rushed straight into the courtyard of the mental hospital.
"Who is he? Are you risking your life by driving?!"
"It looks like it should be a car from a mental hospital."
"They are really a bunch of lunatics. If anyone dares to come to this kind of hospital in the future, we must report this hospital and eradicate this cancer!"
The sudden arrival of the BMW made everyone at the scene even more disgusted with the mental hospital, and curses broke out all over the place.
After entering the courtyard of the mental hospital, the BMW parked directly at the door of the outpatient building.
"Director Chen! Director Qin!" Zhao Qianqian was already waiting at the door.
Seeing Chen Fan and Qin Shuran get out of the car, Zhao Qianqian handed over all the previous medication lists to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan glanced at it, then pointed at the door and asked, "What are those people outside the door doing?"
Zhao Qianqian told the story of the future.
When Chen Fan heard this, he frowned slightly: "This is too much of a coincidence. There has just been an incident here, and they even prepared banners."
Zhao Qianqian asked: "Director Chen, how should we deal with this matter? I heard that many reporters came, and some new media websites were live broadcasting. Now the number of views continues to rise, almost one million people have watched it, and the entire Internet is
He’s scolding our mental hospital.”
Chen Fan walked towards the operating room and waved his hand: "Don't worry, they can live broadcast whatever they want. Let's treat the injured first."
"Yes!" Zhao Qianqian nodded, followed Chen Fan into the dressing room, and put on sterile clothing specifically for surgery.
Qin Shuran returned to the consulting room first, planning to wait for Chen Fan in the consulting room.
At this time, in the operating room, the sweat on Zheng Hairong's forehead never stopped.
The assistant standing next to Zheng Hairong kept wiping Zheng Hairong's sweat.
Zheng Hairong continued to operate on the injured, but the intestinal damage to the injured's abdomen was too large and could not be sutured.
But even if part of the intestine is removed, it will not help given the current condition of the injured person.
"drop--!"
Suddenly, the ECG monitor sounded the alarm again.
"Doctor Zheng, the injured patient's heart has stopped and his blood pressure is disappearing!" Another doctor said quickly.
"An intravenous injection of epinephrine! Prepare the defibrillator!"
"We must hold on for twenty minutes until Director Chen comes back!"
Although the operation was difficult, Zheng Hairong was a surgical expert after all. He remained calm in the face of danger and began to make rescue preparations for the injured.
"Charge."
"Get out of bed."
"Boom!"
After using the defibrillator, Zheng Hairong began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the injured person himself.
But what made Zheng Hairong a little desperate was that after three consecutive defibrillations, the injured showed no reaction at all, and his heartbeat was still in a stopped state.
"Dr. Zheng, he is no longer alive." The doctor on the side said with a disappointed look on his face.
"A shot of epinephrine, maintain his blood pressure, and use the defibrillator again!"
However, Zheng Hairong still refused to give up. It was not easy for him to regain his confidence in being a doctor. That day he also thanked Chen Fan for letting him find the feeling he had when he first started working as a doctor. He would not give in and would not let it go.
Any patient will die in his hands!
The assistant injected another dose of epinephrine.
The defibrillator was charged, and everyone got out of bed.
"Boom!"
Another sound.
"Didi didi didi."
Finally, the lines on the ECG monitor started to bounce again. At this moment, everyone at the scene saw hope.
Zheng Hairong's clothes were already soaked.
Although the injured was rescued again, he knew that he had tried his best. If the situation happened again, the injured would definitely die.
"Leave the rest to me."
At this time, a familiar voice sounded at the door of the operating room.
Zheng Hairong and others quickly turned around and looked.
"Director Chen!" Zheng Hairong finally felt relieved when he saw Chen Fan, who had already put on surgical clothes and was standing at the door.
"Plop!" a sound.
Zheng Hairong's legs softened and he fell directly to the ground.
Chen Fan went directly to where Zheng Hairong was and ordered: "Take Dr. Zheng to rest and prepare 500 ml of glucose for him."
"Yes!" Zheng Hairong's assistant nodded quickly and was about to help Zheng Hairong.
However, Zheng Hairong stood up and did not leave, but stood beside Chen Fan.
Chen Fan did not drive Zheng Hairong away. He also knew that Zheng Hairong wanted to know how he treated Xu Shanguo.
I saw Chen Fan taking out several silver needles and piercing Xu Shanguo's acupuncture points respectively.
Then, a special technique was used to move the silver needle.
Just when all the silver needles resonated, Chen Fan finally started to take action.
The scalpel directly cut off several intestines in Xu Shanguo's abdomen, and then quickly sutured them with needles and threads.
Zheng Hairong stood aside and watched with fear.
When Chen Fan sutured all the intestines and saw that Xu Shanguo's vital signs were stable, he was completely relieved.
But at this moment, Chen Fan suddenly picked up a scalpel and made an incision directly in the cecum.
"Director Chen, what are you doing?" Zheng Hairong looked puzzled.
After all, there was no problem with the intestines in that area. I don't know why Chen Fan wanted to make an incision in that area.
"Don't you want to know why he became like this?" Chen Fan asked.
"You mean, you have a way to know?" Zheng Hairong's face was full of surprise.
Chen Fan took the syringe and absorbed a black liquid directly from the intestines, then handed it to Zhao Qianqian who was standing aside: "Take it and test the ingredients inside."
"Remember to record the entire scene." Finally, Chen Fan reminded him.
"Yes, Director Chen!" Zhao Qianqian took her mobile phone and turned on the video recording function, then quickly left the operating room.
Outside the gate of the mental hospital, the man shouted so loud that his voice was almost smoking, but still no one in charge of the mental hospital showed up.
This made the man extremely angry, and also made these reporters and netizens full of anger.
They have never encountered such an irresponsible hospital.
"Did you see it? Did you see it? This is the attitude of the mental hospital! No one from them has come out to explain to us yet!"
"My cousin, you died miserably. Cousin, my nephew was unfilial. My nephew shouldn't have left you alone in a mental hospital. Even if they beat me to death, I should have transferred you to another hospital.
, so nothing happens to you! Cousin, nephew, I’m sorry for you!”
In order to heighten his emotions and arouse more people's dissatisfaction with the mental hospital, the man knelt down directly towards the mental hospital, kowtowed in the direction of the mental hospital and cried.
"Hey, we haven't seen each other for a day, why should we give such a big gift?" However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came into the man's ears.