Zheng Kun was scolded and lowered his head.
In fact, he didn't know if Zhang Dahai could do anything. After all, no one present had ever seen him take action. However, he thought that the person who could prepare Shenlong Yangshen Wine must have better medical skills than him.
Doctor Yang said to the villagers: "Two people came and broke down the door!"
[I come! ]
A tall and round villager volunteered to step forward.
He pushed hard against the door with his elbow, and with a bang, the door burst open.
Stand at the door!
Everyone then saw Zhang Dahai sitting by the bed, holding a bowl in his left hand, and applying a white ointment to Li Qizhi with his right hand.
It turned out that Zhang Dahai had woken up a long time ago, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to use the facial cream.
Because there was a mosquito net hanging down from the bed, no one at the door could see clearly what was going on inside.
Seeing this, Dr. Yang condemned Zhang Dahai: "Who is that! Stop immediately, leave this room, and leave the rest to our professionals!"
In his mind, Tu Langzhong was not worthy of recognition, he was just a motley crew. Compared with these serious regular soldiers who came out of medical universities, they were simply inferior characters.
Zhang Dahai tilted his head and said: "Wait a minute, my treatment will be over soon, and the effect is very ideal."
Hearing this, Dr. Gao from the dermatology department sneered.
Pointing at Dr. Yang, he said: "Mr., do you know who he is? Yang Shuocheng, a well-known emergency expert in the city, is now the director of the emergency department of our county hospital. He has been in the industry for thirty years and has rich clinical practice experience. He Thousands of dying patients have been saved.
After seeing Ms. Li Qizhi's condition, Director Yang admitted that he was not very sure. Just because you, a poor country doctor, dare to say that you can cure it with your bare hands, can your medical skills surpass Director Yang? "
Yang Shuocheng was complimented by his colleagues. Although his ears were about to get calluses when he heard similar words, there is never too much flattery. Unconsciously, he straightened his arrogant head.
Zhang Dahai shook his head in disappointment and replied calmly: "Medical skills do not depend on your high position, but on your strength. I am taking medicine now. If you have anything to do, I will talk about it later!"
He didn't need to explain more, because the facts were already in front of him, and it was useless to argue.
Seeing Zhang Dahai ignoring them, Dr. Gao became a little angry. Isn't this Chi Guoguo's contempt?
Thinking about how many people admired them in the hospital, how many people wanted to curry favor with them, but when they came to a small mountain village, they were despised by a local man.
He said angrily: "Okay, okay, you arrogant and ignorant guy, then I want to see if you have real skills, or if you just talk big words."
Dr. Gao walked in first, followed by other villagers who rushed into the room.
Completely forgetting Zhang Dahai’s previous instructions.
However, when they saw the scene clearly, they were all petrified on the spot and were stunned.
What's going on? Li Qizhi is fine? What an international joke!
Because at this moment, Li Qizhi was covered with a quilt on the bed. The hideous and terrifying scars on his face and arms had completely disappeared, replaced by red flesh.
She looked peaceful and leaned quietly by the bed, neither happy nor sad.
Although her appearance at this moment is not as beautiful as before, she is a thousand times better than when she was burned, and she is completely different.
Seeing everyone coming in, Li Qizhi came back to her senses and said with a chuckle: "Uncles, thank you for your concern. I feel great now!"
[Qiqi...my daughter! ]
Li Qizhi's mother burst into tears and wanted to rush up to hug her daughter.
Village Chief Li and his brother also had tears in their eyes.
Zhang Dahai quickly stretched out his hand to block her and said, "Wait a minute, Auntie, you can't touch Li Qizhi now. The fine hair on your body will infect her skin later."
Dr. Yang looked at all this with surprise. He thought he was being deceived. He took out the photos on his cell phone and compared them. The difference between the before and after was completely different.
Is this really a patient with severe burns? Are you sure it's not a spoof of the P picture?
The medical staff who came in with the stretcher looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment!
"What the hell is going on? Can anyone tell me!" Yang Shuocheng roared uncontrollably.
Zhang Dahai sneered: "Isn't this obvious? I cured her!"
[impossible! How can it be! I do not believe! ]
Dr. Yang shook his head firmly and said, "Look at this picture. The people above are as good as the century-old zombies in those movies. How could they recover so quickly?"
[Just because you haven’t seen it, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist! ]
Zhang Dahai spat.
He finished applying the ointment in the bowl to Li Qizhi, and said apologetically: "The ointment I have is limited, so I can only apply it to the upper part of your body for the time being. I will brew more in the afternoon and then apply it to the lower part of your body. Remember, you must not get wet this week!"
After saying that, he stood up and lifted a corner of the quilt, exposing Li Qizhi's injured foot.
Zhang Dahai pointed to the red flesh on her legs and said, "This is Doctor Yang, this is the new flesh that has just grown after the scar fell off. If you don't believe it, you can check it."
Doctor Yang and Doctor Gao came forward and checked carefully. Sure enough, Li Qizhi's wound had healed and there were no abscesses on her body.
However, they did not give up. They also removed the mobile devices from the car, tested blood pressure, electrocardiogram, blood sugar, and even did a color ultrasound, but found nothing unusual.
At this point, he was completely convinced that Li Qizhi in front of him was indeed fine.
The villagers were shocked when they heard this result.
Although they don't know medical skills, as the old saying goes, if you haven't eaten pork, you've always seen pigs running away.
In the past, there was a burnt patient in their village, and it was not as serious as Li Qizhi. However, he lay in the intensive care unit for half a year, and after being transferred to a general ward, he barely recovered after another year of treatment.
After reading the printed report, Dr. Yang felt that his view of medicine had collapsed and that his thirty years of medical experience had been in vain.
He grabbed his hair in pain, puzzled.
How did such a severe burn heal? How did this young man treat it?
But the facts are in front of them. Even if they don't believe it, they can only accept the results in front of them.
In doubt, Yang Shuocheng picked up the bowl that Zhang Dahai had just put down, smelled it, and found that the medicine was fragrant and had a strong smell of Chinese medicine.
Dr. Gao also came over, licked the bowl a few times, tasted the ointment, and said: "This should be a traditional Chinese medicine for treating skin. It must be very effective, otherwise it would not be possible to cure Li Qizhi's burned skin." ."
Looking at each other, both of them showed surprise.
It would be great if this heaven-defying ointment could be supplied to their hospital. By then, their dermatology patients will benefit, and doctors will be able to reduce some risks.
Thinking of this, Yang Shuocheng stopped Zhang Dahai who was walking out: "Sir, please wait a moment!"
"What's the matter?" Zhang Dahai turned around and looked at him coldly.
He could see their contempt and distrust of the quack just now.
What's wrong with the charlatans? Don't they have any masters among the quacks?
Don’t you hear that masters are among the people?
Yang Shuocheng also noticed the indifference in Zhang Dahai's attitude. Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue before, he licked his face and asked, "Sir, did you prepare this ointment yourself?"
