Ma Sheng touched the black peaked cap on his head and nodded sadly: "I am the director of our hospital. Anyway, I have also learned Taekwondo for a while. In order to save a nurse in our hospital, I had the courage to fight with the gangsters, but
Facing the gangster with an axe, I was slightly injured."
At this moment, the photographers started taking pictures of Ma Sheng even more frantically.
The reporters gathered around Ma Sheng and had already imagined a touching heroic deed in their minds.
In the hospital, everyone who had seen the whole process of Ma Sheng's "rescuing people" couldn't help but despise Ma Sheng in their hearts, but now it was about the honor of the hospital, and no one came forward to expose it.
The dean stood behind Ma Sheng, also smiling with a forced expression on his face.
He thought he was already thick-skinned, but he didn't expect that this guy's face was even thicker than the city wall.
At this moment, the head nurse walked up to the dean with an ugly face and said, "Dean, the child inside is about to have asthma again. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for five hours."
At this moment, a cameraman with a keen sense of smell had already pointed his camera at the two people who were whispering.
The director originally wanted to deal with the boy secretly, but when he looked at the camera pointed at him, his heart tightened and he could only say reluctantly: "The head nurse said that the condition of the children in the intensive care unit is a bit unstable. I'm afraid I have to excuse myself."
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"However, as the director of Suhai First People's Hospital, I assure everyone that I will bear all the cost of the child's subsequent treatment. I hope he can recover as soon as possible."
As soon as the dean finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the surroundings.
The dean breathed a long sigh of relief, his back already soaked with sweat.
These reporters are not easy to fool!
However, the child was not in a good condition to begin with, so taking the medicine for at most two days would be a complete settlement of the doctor-patient dispute.
The cost of two days of medicine is simply not a good deal compared to my position as the dean.
The director followed the head nurse to the intensive care unit with an anxious look on his face.
Seeing that the director had left, the reporters could only turn their attention to the injured doctors and nurses and interview them about their specific circumstances at that time.
"Excuse me, how did you subdue the gangster?"
A female reporter took the microphone and looked at the nurse who was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground.
The nurse was just about to answer when she saw Director Ma wearing a black peaked cap standing behind the reporter. Director Ma coughed twice and winked at her repeatedly.
The little nurse knew that Director Ma's appearance almost harmed her, but she did not dare to resist, let alone help him. She held her head and shouted: "I don't know, I don't know anything, stay away from me."
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Looking at the uncooperative little nurse, Director Ma's eyes flashed with a shadow, and he quickly walked over to block the nurse's side, shouting: "Come quickly, give her a sedative."
While shouting, Director Ma pretended to hold the little nurse's hands with his hands, as if he was afraid that the little nurse would hurt him.
The yelling little nurse was pulled away by the security guard. Zhang Dagang looked at Director Ma who was standing in front of the camera and started his best actor performance again, turned around and walked towards the hospital.
Let these people be fooled for a while. If they are famous now, they will only be ruined in the future.
It's good to build a reputation, so that no hospital will dare to take them in in the future, and these people will not have to mess up the already chaotic medical world.
Seeing Zhang Dagang leave, Director Ma breathed a sigh of relief.
"Director Ma, you were really awesome just now." Ma Chuan looked at Director Ma who was surrounded by reporters, and quickly gathered around and took pictures of the rainbow fart.
"Doctor, can you tell me about the situation at that time?" The reporter quickly handed the microphone to Ma Chuan.
Director Ma looked at the little intern who suddenly jumped out and felt panicked.
Who is this kid? It's his first day at work today and he hasn't even gotten to know these doctors yet.
Director Ma was in a state of confusion when he saw that Ma Chuan was already talking eloquently in front of reporters.
"Director Ma just came to our hospital today and took up his post. He is not familiar with us yet. He rushed out without thinking and had the courage to save people. He is a role model for us interns."
While Ma Chuan was flattering, he also revealed his identity.
Seeing the satisfied look on Director Ma's face, Ma Chuan continued to express admiration: "Just now, the gangster almost hit Director Ma several times with an axe, and every time he saw it, my heart was in my throat.
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"If it weren't for Director Ma, many people in our hospital would have been injured. Really, thank you very much, Director Ma."
After Ma Chuan finished speaking, he bowed sincerely to Director Ma in a very timely manner. People who didn't know better thought that Director Ma had saved his life.
At this time, many cameras present captured this scene.
Zhang Dagang could still hear the sound of applause from everyone long after he walked out. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he turned around and entered the building of the intensive care unit.
By the time he arrived, the doctors in the intensive care unit were already busy.
"The patient's heart has stopped. Please give me the defibrillator."
"Clean your skin quickly."
Once, twice, three times...
The child on the bed didn't respond at all, and the intensive care unit became even more chaotic.
Zhang Dagang opened the door and walked in. His eyes fell on the patient's face and he said solemnly: "The patient suffered emergency shock and cardiac arrest due to an asthma attack. We can no longer use a defibrillator on such a young child."
Already."
When the middle-aged doctor who was using the defibrillator heard this, he suddenly felt that his authority was being challenged. He looked at Zhang Dagang with displeasure in his eyes: "How can you, a mere intern doctor, take such a big tone to educate me, a deputy?
Chief Physician."
Zhang Dagang snorted: "What if you, the deputy chief physician, can't cure this child?"
When the middle-aged doctor heard this, he suddenly felt confused.
He clearly understood in his heart that using a defibrillator was of no use in this child's current condition.
But he couldn't think of any other way. After all, the dean was watching here now, and he couldn't do nothing.
"Then what can you, an intern, do?" the deputy chief physician snorted coldly.
The dean looked at Zhang Dagang's back thoughtfully.
The child on the bed is almost hopeless. If the responsibility can be placed on Zhang Dagang, then Zhang Dagang will not have any great achievements in the medical field in the future.
When such a young child had an asthma attack, he didn't believe that Zhang Dagang could really cure it.
The dean was immediately elated. This ready-made pit was much bigger than the one he had worked so hard to figure out.
Thinking of this, the dean coughed twice and said to the deputy chief physician: "Qin Ming, Dr. Zhang's acupuncture skills are superb. Maybe he can really solve our current problem and save this poor child."