Early the next morning, Zhang Dagang returned to the hospital.
"Dagang, there is a big patient in their hospital. Doctor Jiang and the others are almost worried to death."
As soon as Zhang Dagang returned to the intern's office, Zhou Xingxing surrounded him with gossip on his face.
"What serious illness?"
Looking at Zhou Xingxing, who had become increasingly plump after eating in the past two days, Zhang Dagang couldn't help but grab his soft face twice.
Well, it feels good!
Zhou Xingxing looked at Zhang Dagang, who was not paying attention to his topic at all, and was so angry that he slapped his hands that were pinching his face away.
"Dagang, did you hear what I said? There is a big patient in our hospital, and everyone in the hospital is helpless!" Zhou Xingxing was quite angry.
Why did this guy disappear for a day or two and not even have any curiosity when he came back? How could he share gossip with him in the future?
Seeing Zhou Xingxing, the little sheep, being annoyed, Zhang Dagang stopped teasing him and said seriously: "Okay, what big customer surprised you like this?"
Seeing that Zhang Dagang was finally serious, Zhou Xingxing's desire to share was satisfied and he danced with joy.
"I heard that he is a client of the Zheng family, a client of Zheng Fangfang's family." Zhou Xingxing looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he quickly leaned over and told Zhang Dagang's ear everything in detail.
"Let me tell you, this time the client suddenly fell into a coma while signing the contract, and the Zheng family was worried."
Zhang Dagang nodded, a little confused, Zheng Linbo didn't call him.
Soon, the hospital was in panic again.
Jiang Shuai looked at Zhang Dagang who came to work today and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dagang, you are finally here. The hospital is going to perform a very complicated operation in a moment. Do you want to go in and have a look? I will help you apply." Jiang Shuai asked.
Somehow, he didn't have any confidence in this operation. If Zhang Dagang was still here, it would be a reassurance for him.
Zhang Dagang was also puzzled. All the doctors in the hospital were helpless and still had to perform operations. Who is this serious patient?
After a while, a nurse hurriedly called Zhang Dagang to go to the operating room with him.
In the intern's office, seeing Zhang Dagang being called to observe such a major operation, the whole office began to feel pancreatic acid.
They are all interns. Not only did Zhang Dagang become a full-time employee earlier than them, but also everything good happened to him. There is simply no fairness in this hospital.
Zhou Xingxing let out a long sigh of relief as he watched Zhang Dagang go.
He, like Jiang Shuai, had Zhang Dagang present during this operation, giving them a reassurance.
Curly looked at Zhang Dagang's leaving figure with a complex expression, feeling conflicted in his heart. Finally, he silently sat back on the stool and studied those complicated and difficult cases.
There were actually three or four surgeons in the operating room, and even one of Jiang Shuai's level had been reduced to the level of a thug.
Zhang Dagang was squeezed into a corner by the doctors, and there was no need for him on the operating table. Zhang Dagang simply stood at a distance and observed the operation carefully.
As time passed, Zhang Dagang looked at the patient lying on the bed, his breath getting weaker and weaker, and his eyes fell on the hands of the surgeon.
"Stop, the patient's body won't be able to hold on if this continues." Zhang Dagang spoke to stop him.
The surgeon in charge was already panicking, but when he was frightened by Zhang Dagang, he felt that his whole body began to weaken, and the hand holding the scalpel began to tremble.
"The patient cannot be operated on like this. The patient's blood vessels are too fragile and he may easily bleed if he is not careful." Zhang Dagang explained again.
At this moment, the electrocardiogram next to the operating table suddenly changed, and the situation became more urgent.
"Who are you? Can you be responsible for delaying the patient's surgery? Pull this little doctor out." Another doctor scolded Zhang Dagang.
Everyone was wearing masks, and they who were not familiar with Zhang Dagang had no idea that the young doctor in front of them was the famous Chinese medicine doctor in their hospital.
"You can't perform surgery like this. The patient's blood vessels are very fragile. Once cut, there will be massive bleeding, causing an irreversible situation." Zhang Dagang reminded again.
When he was in the capital, he learned a lot about the essence of Western medicine from Charles.
Zhang Dagang discovered at that time that the reason why Charles was able to reach that position at such a young age was definitely not due to luck, but because he had absolute real ability.
Using the same surgical method, he was able to quickly find the simplest, most efficient and safe method, instead of being like these old doctors who had to perform every operation mechanically.
The patient's constitution is different, and the same surgical method will definitely produce different results.
Despite the embarrassment of the chief surgeon, Zhang Dagang was pushed out of the operating room by several nurses and the doctor who helped him.
Outside the operating room, Zheng Wenxuan looked at Zhang Dagang being pushed out and walked over in surprise.
"Dagang, are you in the operating room too?"
Zhang Dagang nodded with anxiety on his face: "Uncle Zheng, I heard that the patient is a client of your Zheng family. You'd better stop the operation quickly, otherwise something will happen."
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Dagang finished speaking, a doctor hurriedly walked out of the operating room.
"The patient's family, are the patient's family here?"
Looking at the panicked doctor, Zheng Wenxuan felt bad and hurriedly stepped forward: "I am an old friend of the patient, what's wrong?"
"The patient is bleeding heavily and the situation may be critical. You'd better tell his family so that they can prepare." After the doctor finished speaking, he didn't expect Zheng Wenxuan to sign the critical illness notice and hurriedly entered the operating room again.
At this moment, the director who was standing by suddenly stepped forward and looked at Zhang Dagang with erratic eyes: "Is it you who did the patient's massive bleeding? Otherwise, how could you be kicked out?"
Seeing that the originally amiable director actually insisted on him, Zhang Dagang's puzzled eyes fell on the director's face.
Seeing Zhang Dagang look at him, a hint of guilt flashed across the director's face.
Zhang Dagang knew it in his heart, and was afraid that the dean would take advantage of him again. The dean was really a weakling who couldn't be beaten to death.
"This..." Zheng Wenxuan looked at Zhang Dagang, unwilling to believe that Zhang Dagang was the reason why the patient's operation failed.
But Zhang Dagang is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but what he does is Western medicine surgery.
For a moment, Zheng Wenxuan didn't know whether he should listen to the director's words.
"The patient's body has weakened the intestinal organs due to his long-term preference for eating cold drinks, which in turn resulted in deviations in the toughness of blood vessels. As for the patient's massive bleeding, it was because the scalpel accidentally touched the blood vessels with deviations in toughness, causing massive bleeding."
After Zhang Dagang explained, he snorted coldly: "Besides, I have already reminded the surgeon."
Hearing what Zhang Dagang said, Zheng Wenxuan trusted him a little in his heart.
The director was obviously a little worried: "How is it possible? Dr. Liu is an experienced doctor who has presided over thousands of surgeries. How could he make such a stupid mistake as you mentioned?"
Seeing that the director obviously wanted to bite him to death, Zhang Dagang's face became colder and colder.