When the dean saw Mr. Liu, he was surprised: "Old man, you recovered so quickly, it's a miracle. This is definitely not something our doctors can do."
As he spoke, he took the cup of tea offered by Old Lady Liu and said, "Your son is really capable. He hired a good doctor. You must find a way to get him to work in our hospital. I can pay him a high salary. Most of the patients in our elderly ward suffer from this disease, and no one has ever been able to fully recover like you."
"Don't worry about that. I will introduce him to you, but I'm not sure if he will come to work in your hospital."
Several people were chatting in the room.
Liu Feng and Liu Pei also walked in at this time, and Wang Xiaolan followed behind them.
When Director Bai saw Wang Xiaolan, he was stunned and completely stunned.
I secretly cried out in my heart: "How could it be her? Isn't this the family member of the patient in the intensive care unit? Isn't she the barefoot doctor who requested the craniotomy? Why?"
A series of questions swirled in his mind. He opened his eyes wide in confusion and looked carefully at the thin Wang Xiaolan in front of him. He really couldn't connect her with the doctor with superb medical skills.
The dean looked at Wang Xiaolan and was also surprised. Wasn't this Zhao Lihan's family member? Last time, she took the initiative to ask for surgery on her husband. Just as they were arguing, he happened to pass by and heard about it. He thought this woman had some mental problems and walked away without taking it seriously.
As soon as Mr. Liu saw Wang Xiaolan, he greeted her immediately.
"Xiaolan, come in quickly and sit next to your uncle."
Seeing so many people sitting in the ward, Wang Xiaolan was at a loss and could only walk over slowly.
Liu Feng moved closer to Old Man Liu and whispered in his ear, "Dad, I told you to keep it a secret. What are you doing..."
Old Master Liu burst into laughter.
"Didn't you ask me to find the dean? I specially invited him here today."
Liu Feng smiled awkwardly at the dean and said, "Uncle Li, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"You kid, you didn't recommend such a good doctor to our hospital, but you were doing underground work. This is wrong."
"Uncle Li, let me introduce you. This is Zhao Lihan's family member, Wang Xiaolan. Zhao Lihan is still in the intensive care unit. The hospital is only giving him life-saving care, with no further treatment available. Why not let her perform the surgery herself?"
"Liu Feng, this is a craniotomy, no joke. Medical care in China hasn't reached this level yet. Our hospital is also very famous in the province. Is she confident?"
"Uncle Li, as far as I know, there hasn't been a case of my father recovering as quickly and well as he did. Didn't she do it too?"
"Son! Your father's condition is completely different from this craniotomy to remove shrapnel. We don't have the equipment here. If something goes wrong, we won't be able to explain it."
Just then, the family members of Ward 408 rushed in.
He grabbed Director Bai's hand and asked, "Who's the miracle doctor?" He pointed at Liu Feng and said, "Ask him. I don't know."
He hurried forward, grabbed Liu Feng's hand and asked, "Who is that miracle doctor?"
"There are no miracle doctors, only barefoot doctors. Do you dare to ask for them?"
"I don't care what kind of doctor he is, as long as he can cure the disease, he is a miracle doctor."
Director Bai said coldly, "Calm down. Don't rush to seek medical help when you're desperate."
"We came to you, but we still couldn't be cured, right? Isn't Mr. Liu an example?"
Wang Xiaolan was a little unhappy when she heard Director Bai say this about her. She said, "Since you look down on me, a barefoot doctor, then let's go to the patient and see if it's a coincidence."
They came to Ward 408 and saw the patient lying on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.
Wang Xiaolan looked at Director Bai and said, "You are his attending physician. Please confirm the progress of the patient's treatment."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm afraid you'll think I'm stealing your credit. Can you be sure when he'll wake up?"
"It's hard to say, as each patient's physical condition is different."
"Then I'll go first and check it out."
As she spoke, Wang Xiaolan bent down and scanned the patient's head with her "clairvoyant eyes," and the size and location of the blood clots on the head became clear at a glance.
However, in this day and age, this cannot be achieved with an X-ray machine.
Then, Wang Xiaolan turned over the patient's eyelids and took his pulse. After a series of examinations, she already had a treatment plan in mind.
Wang Xiaolan said to Director Bai, "I can revive the patient right now. Does this count as stealing your credit?"
“This, this…”
"If that counts, I'll give up."
When the patient's family heard that Wang Xiaolan was going to give up, they immediately became anxious: "Director Bai, please say something!"
All the patients' families looked at Director Bai in unison.
He said helplessly, "Okay, let's do it!"
In front of everyone, Wang Xiaolan took out a long silver needle from the acupuncture bag and inserted it directly into the patient's head.
One injection after another, more and more injections were given, and in the end, the patient's head was covered with needles like a hedgehog.
Everyone present felt their scalps tingling when watching this scene. Some of them covered their eyes and dared not continue watching.
An hour later, when Wang Xiaolan pulled out the last silver needle, a lot of blood suddenly gushed out of the patient's ear.
The people around were frightened by the sudden scene and screamed.
Seeing this, the patient's family grabbed Wang Xiaolan by the collar, their eyes red as they said, "If anything happens to the old man, I'll sue you for premeditated murder."
Director Bai, who was standing by, pointed at Wang Xiaolan and said, "You're just a country doctor. What I said just now about you being able to cure Mr. Liu's illness was purely a coincidence..."
Liu Feng and Liu Pei could no longer bear it and separated the crowd from the left and right.
Liu Feng said, "Stop talking nonsense here. The doctor won't take this job unless he's absolutely sure. My old man also has bleeding ears..."
At this time, someone screamed again.
"The old man is awake"
After hearing this shout, everyone immediately quieted down and turned around.
The patient opened his eyes and looked at everyone in confusion: "You...you...are..."
Although his words were unclear, everyone heard the word "you" clearly.
Someone said: "Not only did he wake up, but he was also able to speak. I didn't expect that she was so young and yet she was so capable."
"Yes! You shouldn't have treated her like that just now. Why don't you apologize now?"
Wang Xiaolan, who had remained silent the entire time, said, "No need to apologize. The blood clots in the patient's head can only flow out through the ears and nasal cavity. Otherwise, they will remain stuck in the brain, and relying on the brain's own absorption is far from enough."
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