The dean led Zhang Xudong to the office, asked him to sit down, poured a glass of water and placed it in front of him.
The dean introduced himself: "Young man, I am Lu Changming, the dean of this institute."
"Hello, President Lu!" Zhang Xudong stood up and saluted.
"Young man, please sit down. You're welcome."
"Dr. Zhao Dongmei praised you to the skies yesterday, saying your surgery was better than hers."
"Oh, Dr. Zhao is He Jingxian's attending physician. It was she who examined He Jingxian's wound yesterday." Dean Lu explained.
"Doctor Zhao said that if the bullet was only two or three millimeters away from the heart, as you said, she wouldn't dare perform the surgery. It's too close to the heart, and she's not sure at all."
"Our hospital doesn't have an X-ray machine, so we can't accurately determine the bullet's location. So, if you hadn't removed the bullet yesterday, it would have been a huge problem for our hospital! "That's amazing, young comrade!" Lu Yuanzi praised.
When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on. What is Dean Lu up to?
Zhang Xudong was thinking about something, but he didn't hesitate to say, "I'm young and incompetent, so I don't deserve the praise from the two seniors." Zhang Xudong endured it and said, "I won't ask why you called me here. You can praise me all you want, but I won't accept it."
Dean Lu saw that Zhang Xudong, despite his young age, was quite accomplished. He was definitely a little fox, so he didn't beat around the bush.
"Comrade Zhang Xudong, a twelve-year-old male patient has arrived at our hospital. The initial diagnosis is a comminuted fracture of the left patella.
As you know, our hospital does not have an X-ray machine, so Dr. Zhao is not sure whether the child can fully recover after the operation and is afraid that the child will be left with disabilities.
The patient's family conditions don't allow him to go to a better hospital in the city. Doctor Zhao recommended you, and asked you to save the patient. After all, the child is still young, and if he becomes disabled, he will have no future.
Zhang Xudong thought for a moment and said, "I can take a look at the patient and give you some advice, but I won't have to do anything because I don't have a medical license."
"Okay, let's see the patient first. If you have to take action, just treat it as your medical qualification exam. I will report to the bureau." Lu Yuanzi made the decision.
Dean Lu found a white coat and a mask for Zhang Xudong. After he put them on, he looked like a decent human being.
Dean Lu called Dr. Zhao and took Zhang Xudong to the patient's ward.
A boy of about eleven or twelve years old was lying on the hospital bed. He was sweating profusely from the pain but he gritted his teeth and didn't cry or shout. The child's mother, with red eyes, kept wiping his sweat.
Zhang Xudong frowned when he saw it, and quickly walked forward, picked up the patient's right hand, and began to feel the pulse. Zhang Xudong focused his attention on the patient's left knee, and the image of the left knee immediately appeared clearly in Zhang Xudong's mind. This is a cheating tool!
"Doctor Zhao, please note that the patient's left knee has a comminuted fracture, split into three pieces of varying sizes, with bone debris embedded in the cartilage."
After that, he performed a full-body scan on the patient and continued, "The patient's third rib on the left side is fractured and slightly dislocated. This is the situation."
Zhang Xudong couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw the child's painful but forbearing look. This child was too sensible.
"Do you have silver needles?" Zhang Xudong asked
"Xiao Xu, go to my office and get the silver needle," Doctor Zhao instructed a nurse.
After a while, the silver needles were brought. Zhang Xudong took them, wiped the six silver needles with an alcohol cotton ball, and inserted four needles around the child's left knee and two needles under the armpit.
The patient's frown immediately relaxed, and he thanked Zhang Xudong with gratitude. The patient's mother also shed tears and kept bowing to Zhang Xudong to express her gratitude, saying that her child had not slept all day and all night because of the pain.
Zhang Xudong avoided the child's mother's bow. A doctor has a kind heart and being able to relieve the pain of patients is a great sense of accomplishment for a doctor.
After five minutes of acupuncture, Zhang Xudong pulled out the needle and returned it to the nurse.
Said to the patient: "Little brother, as a little man, it is right for you to be strong.
But if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell the doctor. Because you concealed it, your rib injury was not discovered.
If you wait too long to seek treatment, it will cause more trouble, and you will suffer more and spend more money. Do you understand?"
The little boy blushed and said, "I know I was wrong. I won't do it again. Thank you, doctor."
Dean Lu and Doctor Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads. An expert can tell the difference with just one move. They can't compare to this young man! This is a demon.
Zhang Xudong said to the child's mother, "This acupuncture will be effective for eight hours. If the child is in unbearable pain, please come to Ward 201 to find me, or ask the nurse to find me for you."
After Zhang Xudong finished his instructions, he went to the office with the dean and Dr. Zhao.
"Young man, it seems that your level of Chinese medicine is not low. You are so young but you are outstanding in both Chinese and Western medicine. I really want to know which master taught you to be such a genius." Dean Lu said after asking everyone to sit down.
"I have been learning medicine and martial arts with my master since I was six years old, and it has been more than ten years. My master has been living in seclusion in the mountains for many years and never sees outsiders. He also does not allow people to mention his name. My master passed away last winter." Zhang Xudong lied.
"Oh, what a pity! I can't meet a master in my fortune book. Let's not talk about it. Doctor Zhao, Comrade Xiao Zhang has already described the patient's condition in detail. What do you think?" Dean Lu asked Doctor Zhao.
Doctor Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I wasn't sure to begin with, and now Comrade Zhang's diagnosis is even more serious than the original one. I'm even less sure. I can't act rashly and harm the patient."
"Comrade Xiao Zhang, are you sure?" the dean looked at Zhang Xudong hopefully and said.
"No one dares to say that they are 100% sure, but we are more than 90% sure. But there are two problems," said Zhang Xudong.
The dean asked, "What are the problems? Tell me."
Zhang Xudong replied: "The first issue is the medical qualifications. The second is, of course, whether the patient agrees to let me perform the surgery."
"Then I will report to the bureau now. I will give you the theoretical test in the afternoon, and Doctor Zhao will go to work with the patients. By the way, are you planning to get both the Chinese and Western medicine certificates?" asked the dean.
"It would be even better if we could get the certificate together." Zhang Xudong certainly agreed.
"Okay, I'll give you two theoretical exams this afternoon. If you pass the theoretical exams, you'll take the practical exam, treating three patients on-site with traditional Chinese medicine. You'll have a bone injury surgery tomorrow morning, which will be your practical exam in Western medicine surgery. If you pass, I'll give you the certificate the day after tomorrow," said Dean Lu.
Zhang Xudong was stunned and asked, "Is it that simple?"
Dean Lu smiled bitterly and said, "Simple? Look at how many doctors with medical licenses are there in the countryside? Most of them can only read a few words and are sent out to work as barefoot doctors after a month of training at the health center.
For headaches and fevers, give them some oxytetracycline; for injuries and sprains, apply some mercurochrome. This is their treatment process. When the country was first established, it lacked not only supplies but also talent!
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