Liang Qiushi frowned, looking at Wang Xiaolan with impatience, and said unhappily, "Alright, alright! You have noble ideas, I can't compare with you! But, everything I do is for our country! So no matter what, you just need to prepare that thing according to my instructions, and you don't need to worry about anything else!"
Wang Xiaolan saw his gloomy face and didn't want to provoke him with other words, so she said gently: "Director Liang, I will consider what you said. Please drive! Principal Tan is still waiting for me at the hospital."
Liang Qiushi then remembered what Principal Tan had instructed him to do, so he started the car and drove towards the hospital.
The motorcycle had not appeared since Liang Qiushi parked his car on the side of the road, and the motorcycle followed the jeep just after it drove a short distance away.
Hospital.
Wang Xiaolan quickly and skillfully changed into her pure white gown, then walked briskly towards the ward where Sitong was staying. Although she was still some distance away, she could already hear the sound of cheerful conversation and laughter.
Finally, Wang Xiaolan arrived at the ward door. She raised her hand and knocked gently on the door a few times. The crisp knocks echoed in the quiet corridor.
Soon, Tan Wei's voice came from the room: "Come in!"
As the words fell, the door slowly opened.
When the door was fully opened, Wang Xiaolan took a look and saw several young men and women in white coats sitting together in the room. Everyone had a bright smile on their face and their eyes were all cast towards her standing at the door.
Especially Tan Xiaoxiao's reaction was the most exaggerated. When she saw Wang Xiaolan, she jumped and skipped in front of Wang Xiaolan like a happy little swallow.
She shouted excitedly: "Sister Wang, you are here."
Then, with a beaming smile on her face, she took Wang Xiaolan's slightly slender hand, turned to face the crowd, and introduced them cheerfully and excitedly, "Everyone, this is the miracle doctor my father has been telling you about! My mother was originally declared a vegetative state by the doctors, and it was this miracle doctor who brought her back to life and cured her illness!"
After hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, then their faces showed surprise and joy, and then they rushed towards Wang Xiaolan like a tide. They couldn't wait to stretch out their hands and rush to shake hands with Wang Xiaolan.
"Oh my, hello, Doctor Wang! Seeing you in person is truly worth hearing about. I never thought you would possess such superb medical skills at such a young age. You're truly remarkable!"
Sitong, half lying on the bed, said, "Yes, yes, Dr. Wang, you are really a great benefactor to our family..." As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes.
A young female doctor said, "Doctor Wang, I'm studying surgery. Can I become your disciple?"
Faced with this sudden outpouring of enthusiasm and praise, Wang Xiaolan was momentarily bewildered. She was a mere doctor, doing her best to help others, but she hadn't expected such a warm welcome and admiration.
The ward suddenly became noisy. Dean Zhou, who had been silent nearby, couldn't help but speak up when he saw that the constant chattering was disturbing the patients' rest.
"Hey, everyone, be quiet for a moment! Your principal had to go through a lot of trouble to get me to let you guys visit our hospital for a study tour. Doctor Wang is going to check on Comrade Sitong right now, so don't make any noise and don't disturb Doctor Wang!"
After saying this, Director Zhou gave Doctor Wang an encouraging look, signaling him to begin the examination. Seeing this, everyone realized their behavior was inappropriate, so they all shut up, and the entire ward suddenly became quiet.
Everyone consciously made way for Wang Xiaolan. She hurried to Sitong's bedside, concentrated her mind, eliminated external interference, and activated the mysterious psychic eye with her mind.
Wang Xiaolan's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and penetrate deep into Sitong's brain. She concentrated on scanning Sitong's brain in great detail, not missing a single nerve or blood vessel.
After completing the brain scan, Wang Xiaolan didn't pause. She expertly picked up the stethoscope hanging around her neck and gently placed it on Sitong's chest, carefully listening to every heartbeat and the subtle sounds of her lungs as she breathed.
After completing these preliminary examinations, Wang Xiaolan was still worried and decided to accompany Sitong to take an X-ray to obtain more comprehensive and detailed information about his physical condition.
After a complex and rigorous series of examinations, the final results were in. Dean Zhou sat down with several highly respected experts in the medical field to carefully analyze and evaluate the various examination reports and data.
After a heated discussion, they came to a unanimous conclusion: Sitong's condition has completely stabilized, and all indicators meet the conditions for discharge!
When this heart-shaking news reached them, every doctor present widened their eyes, their faces filled with uncontrollable excitement. The most excited of all was Dean Zhou. His already dignified face trembled slightly with joy, his eyes gleaming with pride and honor.
You know, this successful craniotomy is an unprecedented feat in the history of their hospital! For Kyoto Hospital, which has always been committed to medical research and innovation, this is undoubtedly a milestone moment.
Imagine the sensation this remarkable news would create. Public attention to Kyoto Hospital would surge, with people praising its advanced medical technology and the challenging, enterprising spirit of its medical staff.
This will not only bring supreme honor to the hospital, but will also likely attract more outstanding talents to join the hospital, further promoting its development and growth. It can be said that this success is not only a medical achievement, but also a golden key to unlocking the glorious future of Jingdu Hospital!
At the same time, Dean Zhou was also thinking about giving his unruly son, Zhou Liang, a resounding slap in the face so that he would obey Wang Xiaolan and learn from her. This was also Dean Zhou's selfish desire.
As his mind raced with thoughts, he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked forward. Suddenly, an extremely familiar figure entered his sight. The figure was sneaking and skulking among the bustling crowd, as if trying to conceal its presence.
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