Chapter 273 The Dean of the Western Hospital Arrives
Zhang Dagang directly inserted the silver needle into the little girl's acupuncture point without saying a word.
After a long delay, the girl's condition is now more serious than that of the middle-aged man.
There was no time to use the gas tank anymore, so Zhang Dagang directly used the power of the dragon to squeeze out all the toxins in the girl's body along the silver needle.
The whole process only took ten minutes, and the little girl's complexion finally returned to normal.
She looked at the unfamiliar faces surrounding the hospital bed and burst into tears.
Looking at the dumbfounded doctors and nurses, Zhang Dagang bent down and picked up the little girl in his arms, and carried her to his father's ward.
"Okay, okay?" Qian Youcai looked in disbelief.
Looking at the man holding the child tightly, and the child crying out of breath in the man's arms, Qian Youcai suddenly panicked.
He looked at the doctors surrounding the door of the ward and suddenly felt very angry.
So many doctors can't compare to a Mr. Long who came out halfway.
Charles also walked out of the mother's ward with an ugly face: "Mr. Long, go and treat that mother quickly. The patient's condition is very critical."
The smile on Qian Youcai's face could no longer be maintained. He staggered back, his face full of disbelief: "No way, Director Zhang is my most promising student. How can he not be able to cure the patient?"
When a man heard that his wife's condition was critical, he lifted up the quilt and got out of bed to guard his wife, regardless of his own weakness.
At this time, the woman's ward was in a mess.
After various experiments, the woman lay on the bed extremely angry.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Dagang roared angrily, frightening the little nurse who was about to inject the unknown liquid into the woman.
"The patient's body has gone into shock. If you don't take emergency treatment, the patient may not survive for two hours."
As Zhang Dagang spoke, he stepped forward and inserted the silver needle into the patient's Mingmen point.
When the director saw Zhang Dagang coming over, he was about to get angry, but he saw a man standing at the door holding a child.
The man who was more serious than the woman has actually recovered, this...
The director's eyes fell on Zhang Dagang, who was seriously giving acupuncture to the patient, and his heart was in disbelief.
Seeing the young doctor next to him trying to stop Zhang Dagang, the director waved his hand: "You all go out and leave the patient to this miracle doctor."
In an instant, the director seemed to have aged a lot.
He lost, failed the principal's expectations, and almost killed the patient.
The director raised his heavy steps and left the ward together with the doctors and nurses.
Charles stood beside the hospital bed, watching every silver needle that Zhang Dagang accurately dropped, and was amazed in his heart.
It’s really incredible that a small silver needle in traditional Chinese medicine can have such a powerful effect.
The woman's condition was too critical. Zhang Dagang raised his hands and dozens of silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points on the patient's waist.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Dagang used the palm of his hand that gathered the power of the dragon to push those silver needles through the air.
The first silver needle buzzed, and then all the silver needles began to buzz.
The small silver needle actually made a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and everyone watching at the door of the hospital bed was shocked.
"It's the dragon's roaring needle and the tiger's roaring needle. It's actually the incomplete dragon's roaring and tiger's roaring needle written in the ancient book!"
Zhao Hongwei was shocked and looked at Zhang Dagang with eyes full of awe.
"Principal, what is the Dragon Roaring Tiger Roaring Needle, why have we never heard of it?" the student wearing black-rimmed glasses asked doubtfully.
The other students also looked at the dean with eagerness for knowledge.
"The Dragon's Roaring Tiger's Roaring Needle is a secret technique developed by folk doctors. It has the effect of exorcising evil and detoxifying. I once had the honor to read this in an ancient book, but unfortunately the content in it was incomplete and I didn't know anything else." Zhao Hongyue said.
He became more and more excited as he looked at Zhang Dagang, his eyes glowing like a hungry wolf seeing fat: "But it seems that this time, our renaissance of traditional Chinese medicine is really saved!"
"The roaring dragon and the roaring needle? How is this possible!" Qian Youcai murmured and looked at Zhang Dagang with uncontrollable horror in his eyes.
With him here, Anthony's plan to completely replace traditional Chinese medicine with Western medicine in China will probably come to nothing.
Thinking of this, Qian Youcai quickly left the ward and walked to the fire escape, calling Anthony's phone number.
A steady voice came from the other end of the phone, with a thick Western accent.
"Mr. Qian, our plan has been successful. This is so happy."
Listening to Anthony's excited voice on the other end of the phone, Qian Youcai was silent for a long time, and then he said: "The situation has changed. A Chinese medicine doctor has appeared here. Even Dr. Charles likes him very much. For him and our Western medicine doctors,
Be against."
As soon as Qian Youcai finished speaking, things fell to the ground and broke and Anthony's cursing voice came from the other end of the phone.
Qian Youcai was silent and waited for Anthony to continue giving instructions, but at this moment, a busy signal came from the phone.
"Haha, if you don't want to bring down Zhao Hongwei, who would be willing to cooperate with you, a foreign devil?" Qian Youcai looked at the hung up phone and let out a disdainful sigh.
When he returned, the woman who was so angry on the bed had actually woken up. The family of three hugged each other excitedly, and both husband and wife wanted to kneel down to Zhang Dagang.
"Thank you, the miracle doctor. If the miracle doctor hadn't been here this time, I'm afraid our family of three would have had to make dough balls." The woman excitedly held Zhang Dagang's hand, and two lines of tears fell from her cheeks.
At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties strode towards Zhang Dagang, surrounded by a group of doctors.
"Sir, I am Dong Changqing, the director of the First People's Hospital of Beijing City. May I ask if these three patients who were infected with "Amanita Amanita" were treated by my husband?"
Looking at the red-faced and panting man running away, Zhang Dagang nodded calmly, stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, I am the deputy director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. You can call me Mr. Long."
The director stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Dagang's hand and said: "There are two patients poisoned by "Yellow Cap Amanita" in the intensive care unit of the hospital. Can you please trouble Mr. Long to treat them together? Just... our Western Hospital owes Long
Just a favor, sir.”
Dong Changqing knows that favors are more attractive to people like Mr. Long than money.
Sure enough, Zhang Dagang nodded and agreed.
"Since your Western medicine relies on our Chinese medicine, then after I complete the treatment, what if President Dong personally broadcasts a live broadcast on your hospital's account and, like President Qian, admits that Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine?" Zhang Dagang said without any doubt.
Now is a good time to advertise their traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Taking advantage of the university enrollment, we might be able to attract a group of students.
Dong Changqing hurriedly agreed and walked towards the intensive care unit with Zhang Dagang.
