Zhang Dagang turned around and looked at Qian Youcai, waiting for his next performance.
"Vice President Long, our University of Western Medicine is going to challenge your University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you lose, give me the land of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Do you dare to challenge me?" Qian Youcai didn't know where Zhang Dagang came from.
We can only think of ways to get the land in our hands first.
In his eyes, Chinese medicine doctors are just bluffs, and the good skills passed down from their ancestors have been lost long ago.
If we want to save people, we still have to rely on Western medicine.
So he is bound to win this competition.
"Oh? What if you lost?" Zhang Dagang asked slowly: "Since we want to challenge, we must have some luck, right?"
Qian Youcai stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips: "What do you want?"
Zhang Dagang looked at the eager students and asked, "What about you, what do you want?"
"Vice President, we want Principal Qian to use the Western Medical University account to broadcast live and admit that Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine!" The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses spoke first.
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
"We also want Western Medical University to admit students fairly and not go to the homes of students with good grades to do homework for their parents, depriving students of their own choices." A petite girl said with an angry look.
She loves Chinese medicine very much. She was the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination and was admitted to the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine with excellent results. However, she did not expect that these people from the University of Western Medicine would come home to visit her and offered a tempting offer of 380,000 yuan in four-year university funding.
condition.
If she hadn't forced her parents to agree to apply according to her own choice, she might have missed the opportunity to attend the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Even now, she has never regretted her choice.
Listening to the girl's accusation against the University of Western Medicine, Zhang Dagang's cold eyes fell on the face of the president of the University of Western Medicine.
"No wonder the number of students enrolled in the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is getting smaller and smaller. It turns out you are the one who is causing trouble here." Zhang Dagang didn't bother to get involved with these people anymore and said: "In that case, if you lose, you will support our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine with three million.
As that classmate said, what does President Qian think of admitting that Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine in the live broadcast on your university account?"
Qian Youcai simply didn't think that Chinese medicine could compare with Western medicine, so he agreed without thinking.
"Vice-Principal Long is staying. We'd better sign a life-and-death certificate. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll lose and it won't be good if you don't admit it." Qian Youcai said and asked his secretary to print the contract.
Zhang Dagang even agreed with this. If he hadn't considered the patient's privacy, he would have wanted to live broadcast it for the whole world to see.
After signing the agreement and fingerprinting, the secretary hurried over.
"Principal, the hospital has admitted a family of three patients who were poisoned by poisonous mushrooms. Look..." The secretary glanced at Zhang Dagang and said, "Should we replace the patient with the next one?"
Qian Youcai waved his hand and turned to explain the situation to Zhang Dagang.
As soon as both parties agreed, they hurried towards the Western Hospital.
This matter is very secretive, and the competition between the two sides cannot be known to the outside world. This kind of competition with the patient's health will be a fatal blow to both universities if word gets out.
"The patients are a family of three. The man has taken more poisonous mushrooms and is now in the most dangerous condition. In addition, the mother and son are in relatively stable condition." A doctor quickly followed the two of them and explained the basic situation.
"Vice Principal Long, which patient do you want to choose?" Qian Youcai turned around and asked.
If nothing else, that woman is definitely the best to treat.
Once Vice President Long chooses her, the child will definitely be given to him.
Naturally, the little Jiujiu in Qian Youcai's heart did not escape Zhang Dagang's eyes.
Zhang Dagang looked at the middle-aged doctor following Qian Youcai and asked, "Is this doctor competing with me?"
The doctor nodded: "Yes, I am the chief physician of the gastroenterology department."
Zhang Dagang nodded, secretly thinking that a Western doctor-level professional title was really troublesome, so it would be better for them to be rural Chinese doctors, collectively called old Chinese doctors!
After passing a long corridor and turning several turns, we finally arrived at the emergency ward where a family of three stayed.
"Vice Principal Long, have you decided which patient to choose?"
Zhang Dagang nodded and walked towards the bedside of the man who was most seriously poisoned without hesitation.
The man was lying on the hospital bed, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.
Zhang Dagang opened the man's eyelids and took a look, then felt his pulse.
Fortunately, this man didn't eat many poisonous mushrooms, so as long as he could stabilize his condition, it wouldn't be a big problem.
In the bed next door, the nurse had already followed the director and explained the general situation.
"The patient has drank a lot of water and is inducing vomiting."
"Well, let's first use atropine to relieve the patient's symptoms and then push her for gastric lavage." The chief physician arranged it calmly.
He had also seen that the patient was sent to the hospital in time and was not seriously injured. He probably only needed a gastric lavage and two days of rest to recover.
Zhang Dagang looked at the woman being pushed away and focused all his attention on the man in front of his hospital bed.
Zhang Dagang unbuttoned the man's clothes. The man's body was swollen. Zhang Dagang's mind couldn't help but think of the poisonous mushroom the man had eaten: Amanita japonica.
This kind of poisonous mushroom has a similar shape to edible mushrooms, making it difficult to identify, and the toxins spread very quickly. Improper handling can even kill people.
Zhang Dagang looked at the man's lips that turned black instantly. Without any further delay, he kept inserting needles into the patient's acupuncture points with both hands. Before his eyes were dazzled, the patient's body was covered with dense silver needles.
When Qian Youcai saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought that he had met a master.
But looking at the patient on the hospital bed, whose poisoning had obviously worsened, Qian Youcai breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just traditional Chinese medicine. It's okay to take care of the body in daily life. As for treating diseases and saving people, forget it.
At this moment, the director who had already washed the patient's stomach came over. Seeing the silver needles randomly inserted all over the patient's body, the doctor couldn't bear it anymore and walked over.
"Doctor, I heard that your Chinese medicine acupuncture pays attention to the use of dots and threads, so as to complete the whole body. But your acupuncture is messy. Can you really cure the patient?" A trace of displeasure flashed in the director's eyes: "You
If you don’t know how to perform acupuncture, please return the patient to us, so as not to waste the patient’s treatment time.”
Zhang Dagang didn't have time to answer the doctor's words. His hand fell on the silver needle in the center. With a flick of his finger, the power of the dragon merged into the patient's body along the silver needle. In an instant, all the silver needles began to tremble.
Make a buzzing sound.
"Director, do you know what kind of mushroom caused the patient's poisoning?" Zhang Dazhang looked at the director calmly.
"This...the laboratory results have not come out yet, but the patient is not seriously ill." A hint of guilt flashed on the director's face, and then he explained: "The patient's condition has improved after gastric lavage, and he will be discharged after two days of rest.
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The director looked at Zhang Dagang and felt a little panicked for some reason.