As soon as this statement came out, almost everyone present was stunned.
They are all top famous doctors in Yuncheng, and now someone dares to question their treatment.
"Why, are you questioning our curative medicine?" One of the Western doctors snorted and said very unhappily.
"Boy, I admit that you have certain insights into traditional Chinese medicine, but now we are using Western medicine for treatment, and it's not your turn to dictate."
"Young man, you and Zhang Gaoyang competed in medical skills just now and stole the show. Isn't that enough?"
Several Western doctors, all talking and looking ugly, denounced Qingyun.
"Qingyun, why did you say you can't use antibiotics?" Lin Ping'an was relatively calm, unlike those Western doctors.
And he believed that Xu Qingyun would not talk nonsense for no reason. When he said this, he must have his own thoughts.
Xu Qingyun said loudly: "This old man's body is extremely weak now, and he is obviously resistant to Western medicine. If you use antibiotics indiscriminately, not only will he not be able to cure his disease, but it will also cause a strong rejection reaction and make it worse.
His inflammation may lead to death if not treated properly!"
As we all know, some people are born allergic to antibiotics and will experience adverse reactions when they are used, ranging from rashes and dizziness to life-threatening.
But when these Western doctors heard this, they were still disdainful and did not believe what Xu Qingyun said.
"How do you know that this old man is resistant to antibiotics and cannot use antibiotics?"
"Young man, we admire your medical skills in Chinese medicine, but Chinese medicine is Chinese medicine, not Western medicine. It is up to us Western doctors to have the final say on matters related to Western medicine."
Xu Qingyun's face remained unchanged and he said coldly: "Although I am a Chinese medicine doctor, who told you that I only know Chinese medicine! I am equally proficient in Western medicine, and I am no worse than any of you!"
Xu Qingyun's words were extremely arrogant, and several Western doctors were so angry that they looked ugly.
However, Xu Qingyun ignored their reactions and continued: "If I guess correctly, your dad was sick before and must have been taking traditional Chinese medicine!"
When Xu Qingyun said this, he looked at the young man.
Hearing this, the young man nodded and said: "Yes, although my dad is old, he often does farm work. In fact, he has always been in good health. Occasionally, he doesn't take medicine when he gets sick or cold. Even if he takes medicine, he always goes to the place near my home.
A small Chinese medicine clinic treats patients and takes medicine."
"In my impression, it seems that my father has never taken any Western medicine."
"The reason why I went to the hospital for treatment this time is because the small Chinese medicine clinic has closed down these days. It is said that the doctor's old mother passed away and she went back to her hometown to hold a funeral."
This young man didn't really believe Xu Qingyun's words at first, but he was able to accurately tell his father's condition without feeling his pulse, which shows that this young doctor is quite capable.
And he was also worried that just as the young doctor said, his father's use of antibiotics not only failed to cure the disease, but actually killed him!
Now he doesn't care whether the other person is young or not, whether he is a Chinese medicine practitioner or a Western medicine practitioner, as long as he can cure his father's disease.
"Doctor, how do you think my dad's illness should be treated?" The young man looked at Xu Qingyun and asked eagerly.
"This disease is easy to cure, just one shot is enough!" Xu Qingyun said with a faint smile, looking confident.
When the Western doctors heard this, they didn't believe it at all, thinking that Xu Qingyun was telling lies.
"Young man, if this disease can really be cured with just one injection, what will we doctors and hospitals do?"
"That only shows that you are incompetent." Xu Qingyun said lightly.
"You!" The Western doctor was very angry at Xu Qingyun's words.
"Okay, okay, you cure it. I want to see how you can cure this old man's disease with one shot!"
"Dean Bai, please bring me my needle bag." Xu Qingyun looked at Bai Bingyun aside and said.
Bai Bingyun nodded lightly, quickly walked to the table where Xu Qingyun had been treating patients, and took out his needle bag.
Xu Qingyun took the needle bag, took out a Taixuan gold needle from it, and held it in his hand.
With a flick of his finger, the golden needle flew out and plunged into the old man's Tianquan point. This chapter has been completed!