Chapter 158 He intuitively felt that Bian Zhi was angry.
Everyone gathered around in unison.
Zhou Suihuai stood behind Bian Zhi with an expressionless face, causing the people who were rushing over to stop timidly within a few steps.
"Ou Moyuan's condition probably confirms my guess. I will give him acupuncture and make decoctions to detoxify him in the next two days. I will see how he is doing after he wakes up." Bian Zhi glanced at the previous report and said, "If the condition is good, except for the heart, the other organs are no longer affected. The body's immunity has improved, and it will naturally repair itself.
But, the heart condition—" Bian Zhi glanced at the heart case again and made a judgment, "It's not optimistic. Surgery is likely needed. Today is the 20th. Recovery will take three days after taking the decoction. Xiao Li, schedule an operating room appointment at 2:00 PM three days from now. The rest of the time, the operating room will be available for calls from other departments."
As soon as these words came out.
All the doctors present, except those from Renxin Hospital, looked distrustful.
"Detoxification? You mean, Ou Moyuan was poisoned? But his report doesn't indicate anything."
"Besides, we're a Western medicine clinic here. What's the point of making herbal remedies? His inflammation levels are extremely high. If the anti-inflammatory medication is withdrawn, I bet he won't make it tonight!"
"That's right, isn't this just a mess? And he even needs acupuncture. Can Mr. Ou's health handle it?"
"What a young girl! She doesn't even know how precious life is to a person. How dare she stop Mr. Ou's medication like this? If something really happens, who will be held responsible?"
"Yes, for such a serious condition, she actually said that the main symptoms will be relieved in three days. Isn't this nonsense? She thinks that we are all experts in various departments here, so she uses traditional Chinese medicine to fool people, right?"
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There was a lot of discussion.
The dean's explanation was of no use. Several authorities pointed out that the dean disregarded human lives for the sake of the hospital's fame and refused to agree with Bian Zhi's method.
The reporters around also came to watch the fun and took photos.
When the photos were posted online, everyone was discussing that Bian Zhi wanted to avenge the three years of being ignored by Ou Moyuan.
It also has a very stylish title: The Miracle Doctor's Wife Returns, and Her Ex-husband Dies.
Zhou Suihuai always stood behind Bian Zhi, and when a dispute broke out, he pulled Bian Zhi to his side.
His face was gloomy, his eyes sharp. "If you authoritative experts can come up with a feasible plan, we will leave immediately."
One sound and then another.
There was a sudden silence.
Zhou Suihuai glanced at the group of people standing on the opposite side, "Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, a good doctor is one who can cure diseases and save lives. Since you have tried every possible way to treat the patient for more than half a month, and the patient's condition has not improved, but has instead worsened, why not find another way?
If you delay a patient's treatment because of your own deeply held beliefs, you're the real black sheep. Anyone can gossip behind someone's back, but those with real ability should step forward. If someone has the courage to take the lead, like Bian Zhi, we'd be happy to see it happen."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who had just spoken shut up.
Zhou Suihuai raised his eyebrows and said, "Since no one objects, then let's treat it according to Doctor Bian's method."
Someone in the crowd grumbled, "That sounds nice, but who's to blame if the cure gets worse? This is Ou Moyuan."
Zhou Suihuai looked straight into the man's eyes and said word by word, "If it doesn't work, it's my fault."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged doctor who was a bit older. He didn't know Zhou Suihuai very well. He was concerned about Zhou Suihuai's momentum. He touched his nose and whispered, "Who are you? Can you take responsibility?"
Zhou Suihuai sneered, walked over, and the crowd dispersed automatically.
Zhou Suihuai stood in front of the man, leaned forward, and said word by word: "Zhou, Zhou Suihuai."
The man choked, shrank his neck, and said "Oh" timidly.
Zhou Corporation, the largest medical device manufacturer in the country besides Shen Tingsi, could not offend Ou Moyuan.
Bian Zhi closed the medical records and took off his glasses neatly. "Okay, let's do it this way."
"Xiao Li, someone will bring the medicine this afternoon. You can drink it. If you have any problems after drinking it, report to me."
Xiao Li had a bitter face. It was really because Ou Moyuan had too many symptoms recently. "Director, why don't you stay and watch over him?"
Bian Zhi took off his white coat and handed it over: "I only treat patients, not nurse."
The dean followed Bian Zhi downstairs, with Zhou Suihuai following beside him. The dean was still a little hesitant to speak.
He suddenly felt a little timid, just now because of the protective attitude of Zhou Suihuai.
"Hey, Director Bian, you only did two tests, just the blood test results, and have you determined what the condition is?"
Bian Zhi knew that the dean was worried.
After all, he is the dean, and any disturbance will affect the reputation of the hospital.
Ou Moyuan has been ill for a long time, and with so many doctors gathered for consultation, the outside world is paying close attention to him.
She explained, "Well, that's enough. Western medicine does have solutions, but they're too circuitous. I don't have that much time to waste on them." Bian Zhi said, "When the decoction is delivered, observe the patient's efficacy and heart rate. If she vomits, that's normal."
When the dean heard this, his scalp went numb.
She immediately followed behind Bian Zhi, begging, "Director Bian, I know you're the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital now and have a lot to do, but this is your hometown after all. Ou Moyuan is so seriously ill now. If he vomits again, how will we deal with him? Why don't you stay and observe with us, okay?"
In the past half month, he has been terribly tortured by Ou Moyuan's illness.
He hadn't slept well for a whole half month. "Director Bian, just consider this as a sign of my good relationship with your father, okay? I've been staying in the hospital every day and haven't showered in half a month. It doesn't matter if I don't shower, but I really don't feel at ease when you're not in the hospital."
In front of Bian Zhi, the dean pulled a handful of hair down bitterly and said, "Just stay a little longer, uncle, please."
Originally, the dean wanted to say that he should consider Ou Moyuan's ex-husband, but Bian Zhi kept calling him a patient and handling the matter impartially, without any trace of the friendship they had before.
Even the dumbest person knows to shut up.
Bian Zhi really couldn't refuse Lin Jue's suggestion. She thought for a moment and said, "I'll come over tonight after I finish dealing with the matter at the Chinese Medicine Hospital."
Hearing this.
The dean almost cried for joy. He watched Bian Zhi's car leave with tears in his eyes.
After heaving a sigh of relief, he happily stretched his muscles, which hadn't been used for over half a month, and muttered, "This girl is capable, kind-hearted, and responsible. Not bad, not bad!"
On the way back.
Zhou Suihuai found a few topics to talk about, but Bian Zhi showed little interest. He asked a question and she answered it.
Although, on ordinary days, Bian Zhi is also like this, a little cold, but not so formulaic.
He intuitively felt that Bian Zhi was angry.
But she said nothing.
Zhou Suihuai was a little afraid to rush into the muzzle of the gun. He tilted his head to look at Bian Zhi several times, sent him to the clinic of the Chinese medicine hospital, and then sat sadly at the door of the clinic, with his head down, thinking about what he had done wrong.
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