Duan Jianming's medical skills are pretty good, but they are far from the same level as Sun Xinglin and Chen Qiaoying.
Therefore, it is clear at a glance who everyone here believes more.
Duan Jianming said that Zhang Dachuan is a charlatan, which only means that his level is not good enough to understand, or his character is not good enough and he is small-minded.
Neither of these two judgments would be comfortable for him, so he didn't dare to let out another fart now, and could only look at Zhang Dachuan not far away with a gloomy face.
Seeing that everyone was continuing to ridicule the vice dean, Ren Yue's mind changed and she felt that she should seize this opportunity.
Although Duan Jianming is only the vice president, the Duan family is a well-known medical family in Bailong City, and Sun Xinglin is just a lonely person. Ren Yue thinks she knows very clearly who has the final say in the future of this hospital.
The icing on the cake is not as good as providing help in the snow. If you can make the deputy dean have a good impression of yourself at this time, isn't it much better than using your words?
Then, Ren Yue suddenly changed the topic and said to Zhou Aoxue:
"Aoxue, it seems that we wrongly blamed you just now. It turns out that your fiancé is not a liar, but a miracle doctor with superb medical skills. You two are really a good match."
When she said this, everyone's attention immediately shifted away from Duan Jianming.
They all woke up and looked at Zhou Aoxue with some embarrassment.
The lost face came back. This should have made Zhou Aoxue happy, but she couldn't be happy at this moment.
She looked at Zhang Dachuan, who was concentrating on giving Lin Xiaoying acupuncture, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Is this still the Zhang Dachuan that she looked down upon?
If I had known that he had such great medical skills, how could I have regretted the marriage?
Just as she was looking at Zhang Dachuan, Lin Xiaoying's condition on the hospital bed changed again.
She was lying on the bed, and suddenly her eyes widened, her hands clenched into fists, and her mouth opened wide with a painful look on her face, like a drowning person struggling.
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, they were both surprised and confused:
"What's going on? Why is it serious again?"
When Duan Jianming saw this, he immediately sneered:
"What else could have happened? The silver needle must have stuck somewhere it shouldn't have. Using a needle to stick such an important and fragile part of the heart? What a joke, who does he think he is?"
Duan Dongchen quickly agreed:
"Yes, this kind of charlatan has no medical knowledge at all. He only makes lies. When he encounters difficult diseases, he will immediately reveal his true colors."
Zhang Dachuan originally focused all his attention on Lin Xiaoying. He snorted, looked at the two of them with a sneer and said:
"You two are really a stupid family. That's right. They are father and son after all. It's understandable."
"But as doctors, can't you see that the purpose of my acupuncture just now is to clear up myocardial infarction? There are priorities. First, save the fatal myocardial infarction. After bringing the person back to life, then solve the problem of congenital heart disease. What's wrong?"
Chen Qiaoying and Sun Xinglin nodded repeatedly when they heard:
"Yes, we must arrange the order of treatment and saving lives. Saving lives is always the first priority."
Duan Jianming looked a little embarrassed, but knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only snort heavily:
"Don't make excuses. After the myocardial infarction is cured, can you tell me what the patient's real illness is?"
Zhang Dachuan said calmly:
"She was born with congenital heart valve stenosis. She is prone to myocardial infarction after being affected by the stenosis. Therefore, myocardial infarction is only a superficial symptom. If she wants to be completely cured, the heart valve problem must be solved."
After hearing this, Duan Jianming was shocked by Zhang Dachuan's professionalism, but he still said unconvinced:
"Heart valve stenosis can only be solved through thoracotomy. I want to see how you cured this disease with those few thin needles today!"
Zhang Dachuan glanced at Duan Jianming with disdain:
"The situation you are talking about is heart valve insufficiency, which has become extremely serious. She is just slightly less developed than ordinary people. It is the heart valve underdevelopment caused by the atresia of the heart acupuncture points. It is not necessary to undergo a thoracotomy. .”
"Do you know how risky it is to undergo surgery at every turn, how difficult it is to heal after surgery, and how much psychological burden the physical scars cause on the patient?"
"No, no, no, as the deputy director of Bailong City No. 1 Hospital, you don't even know these, right?"
Duan Jianming was furious at these words, his face turned red, he pointed at Zhang Dachuan and was speechless:
"How dare you...!"
However, Zhang Dachuan was too lazy to look at him again. He turned around and sat down again, and picked up the silver needle again.
Only this time, his expression was not as relaxed as before. Instead, he took a deep breath and said loudly and seriously:
"Everyone please take three steps back and keep a distance of three meters from the hospital bed. I don't want to be disturbed during the acupuncture."
When Chen Qiaoying and Sun Xinglin heard this, they immediately took the lead and retreated.
When the two big guys pushed, Zhou Aoxue and the other intern doctors didn't dare to disobey. They all obediently retreated to the door, craning their necks to watch from a distance.
Although Duan Jianming was unwilling to do so, at this time, he did not dare to offend the public and could only retreat with Duan Dongchen's glum tone.
After the space opened, Zhang Dachuan picked up the silver needle again. His whole body was shaken, and the spiritual liquid in his body was wrapped in the state of gas around the silver needle in his hand.
Because of the temperature, no one could see this aura.
With this layer of assurance, Zhang Dachuan began to target Lin Xiaoying.
The clairvoyance ability of his eyes was activated, and he could clearly see the condition of Lin Xiaoying's heart.
As soon as this image falls into the eyes, it will immediately react with the inheritance of chaotic medical scriptures in the mind. Each bright spot lights up on the internal view of the human body composed of lines, and surrounds the acupoints around the heart in turn, which is extremely clear.
Zhang Dachuan could even clearly feel the force and depth of each needle.
Following the guidance of the bright spots, he inserted needles into Lin Xiaoying's chest one by one. The hand holding the needle was steady and strong, without any trembling. Chen Qiaoying looked at it with a look of admiration.
It is said that doctors who perform surgeries must have steady hands, but in fact, acupuncture also places high demands on hands.
However, although Zhang Dachuan seemed very serious and his movements of applying needles to stimulate the sudden changes of acupuncture points were very professional, Lin Xiaoying's condition did not improve.
This made Su Yun, who was watching from the side, a little anxious. She held her hands together nervously and prayed silently.
Sun Xinglin secretly approached Chen Qiaoying's ear and asked in a low voice:
"Dean Chen, what do you think?"
Chen Qiaoying looked serious:
"I don't know either. The heart is a fragile part. The key is that it can still move. If this needle is inserted, your life will be in danger if you are not careful... It is amazing that he can do this."
Sun Xinglin nodded sympathetically, but then sighed slightly:
"But no matter how good the level is, what we want is to be able to cure it."
Indeed, the ultimate goal of a doctor's treatment is always to save people. No matter how high the level of medical treatment, it still cannot save people's lives, it is all in vain.
Although there are many hidden dangers in open heart surgery, it is actually less difficult than acupuncture in this aspect.
