Just as Wang Zheng was about to leave after the meeting ended, the Principal walked over with a smile along with a few old physician s of the Department Of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Mr Wang, your appearance is really great. Our hospital just happens to have a few thorny patients, whether they are Chinese medicine or western medicine, they are both helpless. I wonder if you could come and take a look?" The dean said to Wang Zheng with a smile.
Wang Zheng laughed, and thought to himself: "I knew that the heavens would not drop pie, I must have thought about how to use me."
Since there was now a chance, Wang Zheng was too lazy to refuse and directly agreed. When the dean heard Wang Zheng's agreement, his smile became even wider, and he directly brought Wang Zheng towards the Department Of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Wang Zheng …
Therefore, no matter if it was the nurse or the intern, they all stared at Wang Zheng with an expression of amazement. Wang Zheng enjoyed the feeling of being the focus of everyone's attention, so the discussions he had with the Principal became even more intense, whether it was in Chinese medicine or Western medicine. It was not difficult for Wang Zheng, who had knowledge of Medicine God, to discuss it with the Principal.
's suggestion had given the dean a lot of inspiration. All these years, his research and treatment for lung cancer could be said to be very taxing, and today, Wang Zheng's views were as if they were filled with wisdom, allowing him to think of even more methods that he had not thought of before.
Standing at the door of the ward, the Principal courteously spoke to Wang Zheng: "Director Wang, your understanding of treatment of lung cancer has truly refreshed me. Let us first see the patient before we discuss the plan you just mentioned."
Wang Zheng walked into the ward, looked at a few patients with sallow faces and sluggish minds, furrowed their brows and pondered for a moment, then walked over.
After one round, Wang Zheng looked around, the principal and the other old physician were all confused, didn't they want to hear everything? What was Wang Zheng doing?
"Anyone who has been exposed to these patients, be it a doctor or a nurse, must be sterilized to see if they are infected!"
Wang Zheng's words made the Principal and the old physician's eyelids twitch. Didn't Wang Zheng's words tell them that it was an infectious disease?
These patients had already been living in the hospital for almost a week. If it really was an infectious disease, then most of the people in the hospital would be infected.
"Director Wang, can you please speak clearly? If it's an infectious disease, then we'll have to trouble you. During this week, many doctors have come into contact with them!" the dean asked anxiously.
Wang Zheng sighed: "There's a recipe for the medicine here, after cooking it, it will collect steam, and spread it around the hospital."
Although this disease was contagious, it was only contagious through blood and saliva. How could it be so easily contagious? Right now, Wang Zheng just wanted to find some discomfort for the Principal, wouldn't using himself to not make him feel apprehensive be letting him off too easily?
Wang Zheng walked to the side of a few patients. The Principal was just about to remind Wang Zheng, but in the end, he just kept his mouth shut. The infectious disease was discovered by Wang Zheng, so he would definitely take preventive measures against it before coming into contact with the patients.
Wang Zheng let out a long sigh as he checked the patient's pulse: "I never thought that there would still be people infected with this disease."
"Director Wang, I don't know what kind of illness this is, why didn't the other old physician manage to see through it. Even the director of the Western Region is unable to diagnose it." The Principal walked to Wang Zheng's side and whispered.
"Private life isn't important, but if I recall correctly, there are still some people who are addicted to this disease. After so many years, this illness has long disappeared. It's normal for there to be no records of it in textbooks." The patient stared at Wang Zheng with widened eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.
Wang Zheng patted the patient's arm and said slowly: "There are some things that I cannot casually try. After this illness is over, don't play such boring tricks anymore!" With that, Wang Zheng turned and left the ward.
Wang Zheng knew what he wanted to ask: "Actually, you can already tell the symptoms on his body just by looking for a vet to come over. This sort of disease that has been infected with a boar is directly sent to the Beast Hospital to be treated, don't look for me."
The Principal stood there in a daze, playing around with the words that Wang Zheng had just said in his mouth. For a long time, he didn't manage to react to what Wang Zheng meant.
When the news of Wang Zheng treating a few patients reached the ears of the western doctors, the western doctors' directors all frowned. "How is that possible?"
"I've also heard about the illnesses of those patients. I can tell with a glance by a vet, what exactly does this Wang Zheng mean?"
"What? I heard that those patients were infected because of the boar."
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Western medicine was gossiping while Chinese medicine was celebrating. Chinese medicine had been suppressed by Western medicine for so many years, how could they not be happy when they finally had the opportunity to turn the situation around?
"Master, tell me, where did this new Director Wang come from?"
"Who cares what his background is, as long as it can help our Chinese medicine's development, he will be a good person. Go down and tell those little bastards to not be late for the monthly lecture or I'll break his legs!"
In the Principal's office, the Vice Principal sat opposite of the Principal with a serious expression and said, "Principal, your decision was too reckless. The welfare of this Director Wang Zheng is too good, the other doctors will not be happy about it."
In his eyes, Wang Zheng could definitely be his teacher, and the most important thing was that with Wang Zheng's help, he would definitely be able to take care of the problem of lung cancer. He had worked as the Principal for more than ten years, so as long as he could take over the problem of lung cancer, climbing up the mountain would not be a difficult task.
"What's there to be unhappy about? If anyone has the ability to do what he does, I'll give him the same benefits. If it doesn't work, then go back to work. Old Fu, I have something to do here!" After Wang Zheng's enlightenment just now, the dean had a new understanding of his own topic. He could not wait to start practicing.
The Vice Principal looked at the Principal's feverish gaze and sighed before pushing the door open and leaving.
Standing at the door, the Vice Principal's expression became gloomy: "I have suppressed the Chinese medicine for so long, but I definitely cannot let a Wang Zheng destroy my plan for the past few years just because of him. I have to think of a way to drive this Wang Zheng away."