Chapter 29： Chinese medicine is outdated?

The doctor had no choice but to find the dean.

Looking at the entire imperial city, who doesn't know that Xiang Minhai, the dean of their first hospital, hates Chinese medicine the most.

So they really don’t know Chinese medicine.

Just when Lu Hualiang was out on the phone, Dean Xiang Minhai came and looked bad.

"Who wants Chinese medicine."

"I." Xia Weibao waved his hand pale, painful and weak.

Xiang Minhai showed contempt.

From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on Xia Weibao.

It should be said that in the current China, no one looks at Xia Weibao.

"Mrs. Young, you are looking for a Chinese medicine doctor in other places, come to our western hospital, will you make a lot of trouble?"

If it wasn't for Lu Hualiang's face, he would want to say directly that Xia Weibao was here to find the ballast!

I really don't understand how a man like Lu Hualiang would marry a notorious woman.

Xia Weibao was really unable to argue, "Find me a Chinese medicine doctor."

"Madam Young, you have severe burns on your back and you must have skin grafts. Is it possible that you want to find a Chinese medicine doctor to help you with skin transplants?"

"President, you are a Chinese, why do you open your mouth and shut your mouth to go to Western medicine? Did you forget what the ancestors left behind?"

Xiang Minhai's nose closed together, and he was obviously irritated by Xia Weibao, "Chinese medicine is outdated, and there are people who believe that those deceptive things will kill you sooner or later!"

Xiang Minhai is an authority in China's medical field. It is too late for many people to flatter him. Whenever he has been scolded, his temper suddenly rises.

However, thinking of Xia Weibao's identity, instead of looking at the face of the monk, he still persuaded him with earnestness.

"Madam young, the most traditional Chinese medicine doctor can apply to you is some ointment. The skin on your back is already necrotic, so the application is useless.

A skin transplant must be done, the operation is ready, and it can be done anytime..."

"Find me a Chinese medicine doctor."

Xia Weibao really doesn't want to argue anymore, you can never change the opinions of others.

Xiang Minhai's expression suddenly changed, "Okay! Since the young lady is stubborn, then I won't say much.

But the ugly words are at the forefront. The young lady chose Chinese medicine by herself. What happened to the accident has nothing to do with our hospital! "

After Xiang Minhai finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and walked out.

Looking at the nurse who was getting a blood transfusion, Xiang Minhai sneered.

"Since the young lady believes in Chinese medicine so much, blood transfusion is unnecessary. After all, Chinese medicine does not have blood transfusion."

Xia Weibao, "..."

This dean has a bad temper.

When Xiang Minhai walked to the door, he saw Lu Hualiang coming in.

Not angry, he glared at Xia Weibao, then looked at Lu Hualiang.

With a sarcasm, "Ms. Lu, Mrs. Gui insists on using Chinese medicine for treatment, and refuses to do skin grafting, saying that my No. 1 Hospital is garbage.

Our hospital has a small temple and can't afford to take care of the big buddha, so the operation will be cancelled.

I'll find a Chinese doctor. "

After speaking, he left angrily.

Xia Weibao, "..."

When did she talk about Western medicine garbage?

This old man not only has a bad temper, but also likes to give people eye drops.

Lu Hualiang's face sank, "Making a fool!"

He just went out and asked the international authority on the phone that Xia Weibao was injured too badly and must have a skin transplant, and he must do it immediately!

The longer you drag, the more dangerous!

Lu Hualiang looked at Yang Su, "Notify the dean immediately and operate immediately."

Xia Weibao was also a bit angry, "Mr. Lu, we are just getting married by agreement. Please don't interfere with my decision."