As if afraid that Zhang Dagang would not be willing, the dean stepped forward and patted Zhang Dagang's shoulder and said seriously: "Dagang, as long as you save and cure this child, I will immediately convert you from an intern to a full-time employee. From now on, you will work with these doctors."
How about we get the same treatment?"
Looking at the hope in the dean's eyes, Zhang Dagang knew that he was not holding anything good in his stomach.
The child on the hospital bed was about to die. Zhang Dagang nodded and walked to the bedside under Qin Ming's disdainful gaze.
The little boy on the bed was so thin that he was just skin and bones, and his body was covered with tubes.
Zhang Dagang put his hand on the boy's body and touched it. Unexpectedly, the boy who looked only five or six years old was actually nine years old.
Zhang Dagang took out the silver needle without saying a word, took the boy's left hand, and inserted the silver needle, which was as long as a finger, into the boy's cleft point.
The long silver needle pierced into the body, Zhang Dagang flicked the needle tail, and the needle tail made a buzzing sound.
The little boy still had no reaction, so Zhang Dagang took out an extremely thin silver needle and inserted it into the boy's Yangxi point.
Immediately afterwards, silver needles were inserted into Quchi point and Chize point respectively.
Looking at the child on the bed, there was still no reaction. Qin Ming snorted coldly: "It's another trick of Chinese medicine to fool people. It's a waste of everyone's time."
Others looked at Zhang Dagang expectantly.
Sure enough, as soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, a flying silver needle stabbed into the boy's most hole.
The power of the divine dragon wrapped the silver needle. When the silver needle penetrated the deepest point of the hole, the other five silver needles suddenly began to tremble, and the six silver needles made a buzzing sound that echoed in the quiet intensive care unit.
The boy lying on the hospital bed suddenly cried out, and his face that was originally purple from holding back slowly turned red.
The boy opened his eyes and looked at the doctors surrounding the hospital bed, and his crying gradually stopped.
"Sister Xiao Min."
The little boy stretched out his hand towards one of the nurses, with tears in his big eyes, looking particularly pitiful.
"Xiao Gang, you finally woke up. Sister Xiao Min was scared to death." A young nurse held the patient's hand. Her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried a lot.
Looking at the thin Xiaogang, Zhang Dagang couldn't help but think of his frail appearance when he was a child, as if he would collapse if blown by the wind.
"Xiao Gang's asthma has been cured. If he rests for a while, he will be just like an ordinary child."
Zhang Dagang's words were so shocking that the shocked Qin Ming almost dropped the defibrillator in his hand to the ground.
"Is this child just...well?" Qin Ming couldn't believe it.
A child who can be declared clinically dead immediately becomes no different from an ordinary child in the blink of an eye. This fucking novel would not dare to write like that!
"Qin Ming, give this child a full body examination quickly." The dean also couldn't believe it.
He knew the child's physical condition very well. Even if he went to the capital to ask a professional asthma expert to treat him, there was no guarantee that he could be cured, let alone that it only took five minutes.
Qin Ming quickly gave the child a full body examination. The nurse named Xiao Min comforted Xiao Gang and began to help Qin Ming examine Xiao Gang.
"Xiaogang, we just need to do another check-up. Don't be afraid. Sister Wang Min is always with you."
Zhang Dagang: ...What a terrible name!
Zhang Dagang seemed to have returned to his childhood in a trance. When he was a child, he seemed to be called Xiaogang!
Unknowingly, Zhang Dagang looked at Xiaogang lying on the hospital bed, and a touch of love flashed in his heart.
"Dr. Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, what you just used was a lost acupuncture method in the "Emperor's Internal Classic", right?" Zheng Fangfang walked up to Zhang Dagang's ear and breathed Rulan.
Zhang Dagang turned his head in surprise and looked at Zheng Fangfang, who had stood beside him at some point, and nodded.
Zheng Fangfang didn't expect that Zhang Dagang, a beautiful woman, would be so cold when she took the initiative to talk to her. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
Soon, Xiaogang’s test results came out.
"Okay! How is this possible?" Qin Ming looked at the inspection report in his hand, his eyes so wide that he almost fell to the report.
This simply refreshed his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine in the past thirty years.
Qin Ming handed the examination results to the dean and looked at Zhang Dagang with surprise and uncertainty.
This guy, is he a human or a ghost? This is simply incredible.
Zheng Fangfang was shocked when she saw the test results.
Looking at Zhang Dagang who was staring at him with a half-smile but not a smile, the dean felt as if a hundred thousand grass and mud horses were running past, and his heart was sour.
What kind of abilities does this kid have? If I had half of his abilities, I wouldn't be a small dean in Suhai City now.
Zhang Dagang must be killed as soon as possible, and he must not be allowed to develop again, absolutely not!
The dean roared in his heart, his face looking quite ferocious.
"Dean, didn't you just say that you wanted to make Dr. Zhang a regular official?" Zheng Fangfang asked.
Dr. Zhang is so powerful. When I go back in the evening, I must tell my grandma about this matter, introduce her to the doctor, and establish a good relationship with Dr. Zhang.
If you can hire Dr. Zhang as your family doctor, can you ask Dr. Zhang for advice on traditional Chinese medicine at any time?
Zheng Fangfang was very happy, but the dean, who had been reminded by him, looked increasingly ugly.
But Zheng Fangfang is the granddaughter of Mrs. Zhou, so he did not dare to provoke her, so he could only reply in a far-fetched way: "One day, I will definitely hold a commendation meeting for Dr. Zhang, and then I will make him a regular employee in front of everyone in our hospital.
I call on everyone to learn from Dr. Zhang.”
The dean gritted his teeth and said these beautiful words, and Zheng Fangfang was obviously very satisfied.
Although it was a smooth favor, Dr. Zhang still owed him a favor, and he would have opportunities to contact him in the future.
In the intensive care unit, everyone had different thoughts. Only Xiaogang and the young nurse named Wang Min who were lying on the bed were happy from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhang Dagang's eyes fell on Zheng Fangfang's face full of cunning smile, and he thought to himself, this little girl is much more thoughtful than his brother.
Not long after Zhang Da returned to the intern's office, Zheng Fangfang walked in with a cup of milk tea.
She looked around the intern office, looking at the interns who were looking at her with ill intentions, a flash of disgust flashed in Zheng Fangfang's eyes.
Suddenly, Zhang Dagang, who was concentrating with his head lowered, broke into her sight. Zheng Fangfang felt happy and strode towards Zhang Dagang with milk tea in hand.
"Dr. Zhang, congratulations on your appointment as a regular employee."
Fangfang congratulated her with a smile on her face, and then placed the milk tea in her hand on Zhang Dagang's table: "Let's have a cup of milk tea to celebrate your becoming a regular employee in advance."
Zhang Dagang looked at the milk tea placed on the table, then raised his eyes and glanced at Zheng Fangfang: "Thank you, Doctor Zheng."
