Zhao Lin's repeated taunts finally angered Zhang Dachuan.
He glanced at Zhao Lin, who had his hands in his pockets and showed no intention of helping, and said coldly:
"You're a mediocre person like you who values personal grudges more than human life. You know nothing!"
"Being not a deputy director doesn't mean that you are not a doctor, but are there any doctors like you who don't worry about patients' needs?"
Zhao Lintian shamelessly spread his hands and sneered again and again:
"I just want to see how capable you are as a miracle doctor. Anyway, if something happens to them because of your treatment, I will sue you!"
"Today in the emergency room, there is you but not me, there is me but not you!"
As a result, as soon as Zhao Lin finished speaking, the unconscious injured person on the hospital bed who had just breathed oxygen suddenly woke up with a sigh of relief.
Zhou Aoxue, who had just attached a heartbeat monitor to the injured, was extremely pleasantly surprised:
"Wake up, he's awake!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked, and then they all looked at Zhang Dachuan in disbelief.
Do you really wake up as soon as you take oxygen?
How did he make such an accurate judgment without instrument testing?
"It's amazing." Someone couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"Yeah, faster than instruments."
Wang Yuanlu looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, clapped his hands and said:
"Okay, don't be surprised. Dr. Zhang is highly praised by Dean Chen. He is definitely not an ordinary person. You should hurry up and get the tester. If you have any other questions, just report them at any time."
Hearing this, Zhang Dachuan casually mentioned:
"If nothing happens after half an hour, just pull out those silver needles."
Wang Yuanlu nodded obediently, then looked at Zhao Lin with a sneer:
"Next."
Zhao Lin's face was uglier than a pig's liver at this time. Standing there in admiration was neither mocking nor sarcastic, it was extremely embarrassing.
He never expected that the injured person who seemed unconscious would wake up so quickly, and from the looks of it, there was really nothing wrong with him.
This is strange. Is the mudslide disaster fake?
Fortunately, at this time, another emergency occurred over the hospital bed.
The injured person who got off the No. 2 car was also given oxygen according to Zhang Dachuan's instructions. However, the injured person suddenly twitched on the hospital bed at this time, and the blood vessels in his arms bulged, making him uncomfortable.
The intern in charge of this person was obviously inexperienced and screamed when he saw this:
"Something happened! Director, Doctor Zhang, why is he like this?"
Wang Yuanlu and Zhang Dachuan rushed over immediately, one looked at the detector and the other checked the pulse.
When Zhao Lin saw this, he almost jumped up and cheered:
"I told you that he is a blind cat who met a dead mouse. You still don't believe it. How about you believe that he is a miracle doctor?"
Zhang Dachuan put down his hand to check the pulse, and the clairvoyance in his eyes also disappeared. After he and Wang Yuanlu looked at each other, he said calmly:
"It's okay, the oxygen concentration is high."
"Without my silver needles to stimulate the acupuncture points, this concentration would be perfectly fine. But now that the concentration is so high, the body obviously can't stand it. It feels like it's being forcefully poured into a full body. Just adjust it down and it'll be fine."
Hearing this, the doctors and nurses standing by quickly ran to adjust the oxygen concentration.
Sure enough, not long after the adjustment, the patient quickly calmed down, his face became rosy, and he opened his eyes.
At this moment, Zhao Lin couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
The speed of resuscitating two comatose patients while talking and laughing was simply amazing.
The doctors in the emergency room all looked at Zhang Dachuan in shock, and had a profound understanding of Chen Qiaoying's previous words, "I am ashamed of myself."
Zhou Aoxue looked at the way everyone was shocked by Zhang Dachuan. For some reason, she felt a trace of inexplicable pride and bitterness in her heart.
Once upon a time, he was his fiancé.
At this moment, the patient in ambulance No. 3 was hurriedly pushed in. The accompanying doctor said loudly while giving the patient artificial respiration:
"He's having trouble breathing. I don't know what's wrong. Someone come and help!"
Without waiting for Zhang Dachuan's reaction, Zhao Lin, who seemed to have seized the opportunity, immediately shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Come Dr. Zhang, use your amazing acupuncture skills to revive him. I want to see if you can still survive."
Zhang Dachuan glanced at Zhao Lin angrily, but was not frightened by his cynicism and walked over for inspection without hesitation.
However, after just one glance, Zhang Dachuan's face turned solemn:
"He has a lung infection, and now there is an abscess. Oxygen is no longer effective, and he must have a thoracotomy immediately."
Zhao Lin was elated and sneered:
"No, it's a thoracotomy. Aren't you invincible with silver needles? Use silver needles to save me."
"Anyway, I can do thoracotomy, but I don't dare to take over your patient. Who knows if all the credit will go to you in the end."
Zhao Lin's repeated behavior finally angered everyone present. An intern who was his own supervisor glared at him angrily and accused:
"Dr. Zhao, at this time, can we put saving people first? What do you mean by ignoring the lives of the injured just to get angry?"
Zhang Dachuan also took a deep look at Zhao Lin and smiled coldly:
"Any medical technique has its limitations, advantages and disadvantages. Acupuncture is a treatment method that is less harmful to the patient. It is a way to prevent problems before they occur. It is not suitable for such a serious condition."
"Who stipulates that I have to use acupuncture in everything I do? As long as it can save people, I can use whatever method is effective."
"As for thoracotomy...it's just an operation. How difficult is it?"
Wang Yuanlu nodded in agreement, ignored the ugly Zhao Lin, and ordered the other doctors:
"Don't be nervous, everyone. Let's do an examination first to see the specific location of the lesion. I'll go prepare for the operation right away."
Among those present, Zhao Lin was originally capable of performing the surgery, but looking at his appearance, Wang Yuanlu decided to perform the surgery himself.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Dachuan say seriously:
"His condition is quite serious. It's too late to do those tests. He needs to be operated on immediately."
"Director Wang, let me do the surgery. I know a little bit about surgery."
As soon as these words came out, not only Wang Yuanlu was dumbfounded, but everyone else at the scene was also collectively confused.
Without examination, how would he know where the lesion was? Is it possible to improvise after opening the chest?
What a joke!
Chen Qiaoying, who came after hearing the news, heard this and saw everyone's expressions of disbelief. She gritted her teeth and insisted:
"Okay, just do as Dr. Zhang said. I will be responsible for anything."
After speaking, she gave Wang Yuanlu a look:
"Director Wang, please assist, just in case."
Wang Yuanlu nodded to express his understanding.
Chen Qiaoying looked at a large group of intern doctors and said calmly:
"Besides, I need some more suction, pulling, and more. Is there anyone willing to come up?"
Regardless of how the interns talk about the surgery on weekdays, when the real thing comes, every one of them becomes anxious.
In thoracotomy surgery, an operation error can cost a life. They don't have the courage yet.
