In the operating room, doctors and nurses are still busy. They will try their best to rescue every dying injured person. However, if they can not save them, their hearts will not have too much turbulence. After all, they are used to it.
"The injured person's heart is on the verge of stopping. In this case, there is no chance of success of one in ten thousand, not to mention one percent." Zhang an, with a mask on her face, murmured to herself.
"Try this one."
At this time, ye Weimin approached and opened the pot in his hand. A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine filled the whole operating room in an instant. Several nurses unconsciously twisted their eyebrows and covered their noses.
"Nonsense." Zhang an waved his sleeve and said angrily, "doctor ye, this is the operating table of Western medicine, which is the field of science. Take away the dirty and smelly things quickly."
Smell speech, ye Weimin's look also can't help showing a burst of cold anger color, "dirty and smelly? This is our Chinese nation thousands of years of history precipitated out of the treasure! I don't deny the great role of Western medicine. However, in order to worship foreign countries and belittle our own medicine, it is forgetting our ancestors! It's a beast
"Who are the animals, you say?" Zhang an's cold eyes burst out. It seemed that he wanted to compete with Ye Weimin, but he was immediately held by a doctor beside him.
"As a doctor, no matter in any case, the first time to think about the patient." Ye Weimin's hair was pale and dazzling, but he was not afraid of Zhang an at all. Instead, he continued to speak coldly, "now that the wounded on the operating table are in critical condition, if Dr. Zhang is still alive, I promise I will not say a word, and I will immediately apologize to Dr. Zhang. But now it's Dr. Zhang. Why don't you try someone else's way? "
Zhang an looked cold. "I won't use this kind of local method."
After a pause, Zhang Anxian looked coldly at Ye Weimin. "In a word, I can't accept to let my patient drink Chinese medicine on the operating table. Ye Weimin, if you still make trouble here, you should bear all the responsibility."
"You mean Would you rather see him die? " Ye Weimin has a straight face and his eyes are almost filled with anger.
Zhang an snorted, did not answer, but did not deny.
"Doctor Zhang, I just want to tell you one thing." Ye Weimin looked at Zhang an's eyes with disdain, "for you, the patient is someone else's family. But for thousands of doctors with medical ethics, patients are also their relatives. "
Zhang an's eyes showed anger, "go out!"
"I must feed him the medicine myself." Ye Weimin stepped forward, "because, I also promised his relatives."
"Stop it!" Zhang an yelled angrily. Seeing that ye Weimin was ready to take medicine for the patient, he immediately shook his hand, immediately pulled down his mask, and opened his mouth angrily, "I am the chief physician in this operating room. If you don't listen to me, you will be at your own risk."
Ye Weimin still ignored Zhang an.
"Well, if you insist, I will not do this operation." Zhang an goes to one side directly and looks at Ye Weimin coldly.
Ye Weimin raised his head and looked at Zhang an, his eyes were cold and angry, "your medical ethics are almost zero."
"Let me do it."
At this time, a sound came up. It was a doctor standing next to Zhang an. At this time, he stood up and took a deep breath. "No matter what happens, I can't watch the patient fall on the operating table and do nothing. Dr. ye, if you want to take medicine for the patient, please do as soon as possible. I will continue to do my duty to carry out this operation. "
"Good!" Ye Weimin nodded his head.
"Ke Haifan, you..." At this time, Zhang an's eyes widened a little bit, pointed to the doctor, and immediately opened his mouth angrily, "Ke Haifan, what do you mean? You're just my assistant. You're not qualified to pick up that scalpel. Do you think that in this way, you can take the opportunity to take over my position? I tell you, you are so naive. Do you know what you are doing is going to ruin your future as a doctor. "
"Sorry, Doctor Zhang." Ke Haifan's expression is calm and incomparable, "you are a doctor for the future, I am a doctor for the sake of patients."
"It's a pity you don't have the ability." Zhang an spoke with disdain.
Ke Haifan did not pay attention to Zhang an, but glanced at several people in the operating room. "In case of anything happens in the next operation, I, Ke Haifan, will take the responsibility alone. Now, please do your part to save the patients. "
Several nurses looked at each other, half meeting, all nodded in succession.
At this time, ye Weimin has already scooped out a small mouthful of liquid medicine, pried open Ying Hang's mouth, and carefully poured it in for him.
"You..." Zhang anmeng shook hands, "a group of stupid guys."
No one paid any more attention to Zhang an.
Zhang an felt that his face could not hang. He was a surgeon in chief, and he was well-known. The operating room is his direct field, but now, he has lost all his position.
"Ke Haifan, ye Weimin, you This is nonsense Zhang an cried out angrily, "I must go to the dean to complain to you. You will see." After that, Zhang an simply shook his hand and walked out of the operating room.The door to the operating room was closed again.
"It's Doctor Zhang." In the corridor, Ying Zheng and others immediately saw Zhang an. After winning, they strode up in a hurry and spoke anxiously, "Doctor Zhang, how is my brother now? Dr. Ye has just been in for a while... "
"You invited Ye Weimin?" Zhang an watched coldly and won.
After winning, he was stunned, "what's the matter?"
"Then don't ask me. From now on, what happened in the operating room has nothing to do with Zhang an." Zhang an turned directly, ignoring the shouts of winning, and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Dad, this What does Dr. Zhang mean? " When you win, look back and look at the winner.
Ying Zheng's expression was very serious and shook his head gently. "Anyway, the only thing we can do now is to wait. I hope your brother's man has his own nature. "
"Don't worry, Mr. win." Luo Feng looks confident, "as long as win hang takes the medicine soup in time, it will be OK."
"Are you so confident?" One side that nurse small Yao can't help but open mouth, doubt asks, "what medicine soup is that?"
Luo Feng smiles, "Huatuo jiuweixian soup."
"Huatuo jiuweixian Decoction?" Small Yao Zheng Zheng Zheng, "very strange name, but, I have not heard of."
Luo Feng looked pale with a smile.
In today's world, how many people can know Huatuo jiuweixian Decoction?
"We'll wait for the good news."
Yingzheng and his son breathe deeply and try to calm down their emotions. They pray all the time.
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