Every word of Zhou Qingyu's words was like a sharp knife, piercing into Zhou Aoxue's proud heart, shattering her pride and tearing her proud daughter's pride to pieces.
The lamb kneels down to breastfeed and the crow feeds back. Filial piety exists in all things in the world.
But she, Zhou Aoxue, had lived in the praise of everyone since she was a child, but she had never noticed her parents and younger sister who silently worked for her behind the scenes and supported her continuous education.
At this moment, she faced the extremely angry Zhou Qingyu and could not utter a single word of rebuttal.
Zhou Qingyu wiped the tears off her face, and without looking at her pale sister, she only said coldly:
"I'm more qualified than you to decide how to treat mom!"
After speaking, Zhou Qingyu came to Zhang Dachuan and said softly:
"Brother Dachuan, please help my mother."
Zhang Dachuan nodded, walked to the hospital bed, and took out the needle bag.
At this time, Qian Zongde, the deputy director of Mingyue County Hospital, who knew the situation, walked into the ward.
Qian Zongde has gray hair, a vigorous face and a good spirit.
As soon as he entered the ward, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Yuegui, and he casually asked Duan Dongchen:
"Dr. Duan, I heard you guys were making a lot of noise. What happened?"
Duan Dongchen didn't have a good impression of the vice-dean who had always been unsmiling.
He relied on the fact that he had a father who was the leader of the city hospital, and his grandfather's apprentice was Qian Zongde's competitor, so he didn't take him seriously at all. Hearing this, he said:
"Vice President Qian, you came just in time. There is a fool here who is deliberately trying to cause trouble. Not only does he question my medical diagnosis, but he also treats the patients himself. You call security over immediately and kick him out."
Qian Zongde glanced at Duan Dongchen displeasedly, and did not speak to this impolite and hard-supported young man. Instead, he turned to look at Zhou Qingyu.
Zhou Qingyu explained the situation honestly, then pointed to the hospital bed and said to Qian Zongde:
"Doctor, I believe in Brother Dachuan's judgment and character. He said that my mother's condition is very urgent and there is no way we can wait for a CT scan, so I want to ask him to help with the treatment. I will bear all the consequences and will not make it difficult for your hospital. May I?"
After hearing this, Vice President Qian frowned and stepped forward.
He came to Zhu Yuegui, rolled his eyelids and looked at his lips, nodded in approval:
"The patient's current condition is at least 30% to 40% likely to be cerebral congestion."
Duan Dongchen immediately sneered:
"No wonder I can only be the deputy director of a small county hospital. It turns out that he is also a quack doctor who jumps to conclusions without looking at the test results."
Qian Zongde laughed and was not angry. Instead, he looked seriously at Zhang Dachuan, who was about to perform the acupuncture, and asked:
"Young man, how do you plan to treat me?"
Zhang Dachuan stared at Zhu Yuegui's head intently and answered casually:
"Acupuncture, I need to use silver needles to prick the blood clots to drain the congestion from the brain."
Duan Dongchen immediately laughed after hearing this, pointed at the silver needle and mocked:
"Can these few little silver needles save people?"
"If the silver needle can save someone, I will kneel down and call you grandpa!"
Zhou Aoxue also didn't expect that Zhang Dachuan's therapy relied on silver needles. She suddenly became anxious and shouted and threatened:
"Zhang Dachuan, please don't mess around with me. Let Vice President Qian make the final decision! He is an expert in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."
Upon hearing this, Qian Zongde looked at the silver needles with some hesitation.
He also has extensive research on acupuncture, and has seen acupuncture used to eliminate congestion in the brain.
But that must be something that a medical master who has been practicing acupuncture for many years can do, at least he can't do it.
And the young man in front of him is so young, it's hard for people to believe how advanced he is in acupuncture.
What's more, the patient may not have cerebral congestion.
It's too risky to act rashly like this.
Just when Qian Zongde hesitated, the doctor on duty in the CT room rushed over.
Seeing the situation in the ward, Dr. Wang, who was on duty, swallowed quietly and hurriedly said to Qian Zongde:
"Vice President Qian, the CT machine has been turned on and can perform CT scans on patients at any time."
Qian Zongde nodded and decided:
"In this case, let's do a CT scan first."
However, Zhang Dachuan had already picked up the silver needle, stood in front of him and refused:
"It's too late. I have to perform the acupuncture right away. If it's too late, Aunt Yuegui will be in danger."
Qian Zongde raised his eyebrows and said angrily:
"Young man, don't make trouble, the CT scan only takes a few minutes."
When Duan Dongchen saw this, he immediately became proud, pointed at Zhang Dachuan and said to Zhao Yumin and his wife:
"You guys, go and pull that fool away from me. Don't really delay the patient. You will be the ones crying then!"
Zhao Yumin and his wife looked at me and I looked at you. They stepped forward hesitantly. Even Zhou Qingyu couldn't help but be shaken.
At this moment, the figure of Mrs. Chen appeared at the door of the ward.
Mrs. Chen came to the hospital to deliver peaches to her wife. When she found this place, she happened to see Qian Zongde in the ward.
The old lady was overjoyed and walked in:
"Old man, why are you still doing rounds during dinner?"
While talking, Mrs. Chen saw Zhang Dachuan and was surprised and happy:
"Hey, why are you here, young man? Do you want to see a doctor?"
Qian Zongde looked at his wife strangely, then at Zhang Dachuan, and said doubtfully:
"Do you know each other?"
Mrs. Chen immediately said angrily:
"Of course I know him. This young man is the one who grows beautiful mountains and peaches. Haven't you been talking about it every day a few days ago, and you want me to thank him properly?"
"You also said that this peach can be used as medicine, and it may be the best choice to fight lung cancer. How could you forget it so quickly?"
Qian Zongde suddenly realized it, pointed at Zhang Dachuan and said in disbelief:
"You said he is the one who grows beautiful peaches?"
Mrs. Chen nodded:
"Well, that's him!"
Duan Dongchen on the side couldn't help but laugh:
"It turns out that he is really a stinky farmer who works in the fields. I thought he was some kind of hidden miracle doctor."
He sneered and said to everyone:
"What kind of medical skills can a stinking peasant know? You are all crazy to think that he can cure diseases and save people."
However, Qian Zongde was thoughtful.
Thinking of the magical peach he had eaten before that tasted delicious and had an amazing effect on treating lungs, Qian Zongde suddenly had a very bold idea.
Perhaps, this young man is really some kind of hidden miraculous doctor?
The worst thing is that he is also his descendant?
Gritting his teeth, Qian Zongde decided decisively:
"Young man, the situation is urgent now. Let's use acupuncture to remove the congestion as you said."
"If it doesn't work, we will consider other methods."
At this time, Duan Dongchen on the side was completely dumbfounded.
He stared at Qian Zongde in disbelief:
"Deputy Dean, do you know what you are talking about?"
Qian Zongde glanced at Duan Dongchen coldly and sneered:
"What? What are you afraid of? If anything happens, I'll take care of it!"
