Among the crowd, the surgeon who helped Miao Xiaofeng perform surgery last time stood up.
Miao Xiaofeng, who was lying on the hospital bed at this time, was a little stunned:
What's going on?
So many doctors come to consult?
Judging from this situation, I am afraid I will not have much time left.
It was not said before that the more doctors stood in front of the bed, the worse the disease would be.
Now even the dean is here,
It's over!
At this time, he suddenly saw Jiang Hao following the dean. He looked at him with a look of help and thought to himself that the doctor must have told him all his condition, hoping that he could confess his condition to him.
The surgeon reported Miao Xiaofeng's condition, but Miao Xiaofeng just didn't believe what he said. If his condition was really like this, would there be so many doctors consulting at the same time?
It must be Jiang Hao and they colluded and wanted to lie to me. They were as clever as me. How could this routine make me fool?
Jiang Hao must not know what Miao Xiaofeng was thinking at this time. If he knew, he would definitely praise his big imagination and his imagination.
"Some people are out, and patients need fresh air, so it's useless to squeeze so many people in."
Professor Chen was a little disliked when he saw so many people rushing in at once, and he was too bureaucratic.
"Okay, the director of thoracic surgery stays behind, everyone else will go back and take a look at the patient records in their hands."
President Liu drove all the extra people back, while Professor Chen walked to Miao Xiaofeng and helped him take the pulse.
It’s over, Western medicine cannot cure it, and they all start to take traditional Chinese medicine.
It seems to be a real incurable disease.
Sometimes, being sick is not a real disease, but another kind of disease is caused by being scared.
Miao Xiaofeng has a tendency to develop in this direction.
Chen Jianhua gently put his veins on Miao Xiaofeng's wrist with his right hand, very delicate and patient, nodding from time to time, and then shook his head.
Miao Xiaofeng's mood also fluctuated. Could it be that traditional Chinese medicine has no choice?
Wouldn't that be...
However, Chen Jianhua's next words surprised him very much.
"Director Liu, the medical level of your hospital is very high. Combined with the patient's medical records, it is really not easy to recover from the current situation in just one week after the gunshot injury."
President Liu was also flattered and said: "That's right. Every year, we arrange medical staff to study in major hospitals, constantly learn other people's advanced technologies, keep pace with the times. We also want to thank Chen Jianhua for his guidance and criticism of our work."
"Director Liu is humble. I have brought some medicine here, which has the effects of nourishing blood and calming the mind, and replenishing essence and strengthening qi. If you arrange for someone to suck it, it will be very helpful for his recovery."
"Okay, I'll arrange someone to take charge of this matter." Of course, no one dared to be careless about what President Liu arranged personally.
Then President Liu invited Chen Jianhua to sit in his office for a while. Before leaving, Chen Jianhua also called Jiang Hao, but he refused and said that he wanted to stay with Miao Xiaofeng.
After seeing all the doctors leaving, Miao Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not what he thought.
"Miao Team, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"
Jiang Hao discovered his little move, and I don’t know what happened to him.
"Oh, it's okay, but what's going on today? Who is that person just now?"
If you can let Dean Liu accompany you personally, your identity will definitely be good.
"It seems to be the president of the Chinese Medicine Development Association." When he came in, he happened to see it on the banner. Before, he only said that he was an honorary professor at the Southern Medical College. Anyway, people like this usually have many titles.
It's not surprising that a title occasionally pops up.
"No wonder, I think he knows you. You can't have invited me to take care of the doctor~"
How to explain this?
Jiang Hao could only say that he knew a professor from the Southern Medical College and was about to invite him to come and have a look. Then Chen Jianhua happened to be in Mazhou, so he recommended him.
Miao Xiaofeng nodded and said, "I'm interested."
After a while, the head nurse came over with a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine.
The bowl of medicine was personally instructed by President Liu. The head nurse quickly arranged someone to cook it. The police in front of him must have a noble status, otherwise so many big people would not have come to see him.
"The medicine is here, drink it while it's hot, be careful to burn it!"
Miao Xiaofeng took the medicine bowl from the head nurse, looked at the amber medicine juice in the bowl, and frowned.
This medicine smells a little bitter.
"Miao Team, good medicine is good for the disease, so drink it while it's hot."
"good."
So he picked up the bowl, frowned and drank it sipped.
"Ah~ I'm so bitter, so bitter!"
Miao Xiaofeng's tolerance is already quite strong, but he is quite reluctant to drink Chinese medicine. He knows that the medicines prepared by Jiang Hao may be a little bitter. Originally, the taste of medicinal food may be better, but if you boil the medicine...
It may be a little bitter.
"I can't stand the taste even harder than I used to drink."
Miao Xiaofeng said while looking for water to drink, obviously the bitterness in his mouth was very uncomfortable.
"Come on, drink water."
Just take the medicine. This medicine is the first course of treatment. It is the foundation of strengthening the foundation and can only bear the next medicine.
It was almost noon in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Qinglan came to see Miao Xiaofeng again. As soon as she entered the house, she saw Miao Xiaofeng had woken up. She suddenly wanted to withdraw, but Jiang Hao saw it in time and shouted:
"**, have you come to see our captain?"
Jiang Qinglan could only walk in as if she was relaxed and said to Miao Xiaofeng: "Miao Team, you are awake!"
"Well, thank you for the fish soup, it's delicious."
Suddenly, Jiang Hao felt that he was a little redundant, but fortunately, Chen Jianhua came over to call him, so he hurriedly said to the two: "Someone is looking for me, you can talk."
After saying that, he quickly walked out of the ward and gave the space to both of them.
Chen Jianhua called Jiang Hao because Dean Liu prepared a luncheon, so he took Jiang Hao with him and went there together.
What he means is that if you are in Mazhou, getting to know the director and doctor of First People's Hospital is also an opportunity for you to broaden your connections.
So Jiang Hao continued to sit in Chen Jianhua's car and went to the hotel together. During this period, he called another phone number and asked someone to come over.
At the place where we were having dinner, President Liu did not take everyone to a five-star hotel, but drove to the suburbs and entered a farm stay.
After arriving at the place, Jiang Hao listened to Dean Liu praising this farmhouse there. The dishes are so authentic. It is authentic Mazhou cuisine. There are no other places when it comes to Mazhou.
But Jiang Hao was thinking: My mother cooked it, which is also authentic Mazhou cuisine.
Not long after the seat was held, the people who Chen Jianhua made an appointment also came over, about the same age as him.
Chen Jianhua introduced to everyone: "This is my friend, named He Daoguang. This time I came to Mazhou and was invited by him. Lao He, this is the director of the First People's Hospital, Liu Yibin..."
"I know Dean Liu, I have asked him for help with my granddaughter."
"I'm ashamed that although his granddaughter had been diagnosed in our hospital, the little girl's disease was diagnosed by our internal medicine doctors, she had a rare Gao'ans disease."