Jiang Xia listened to what the other party said, nodded, and showed her medical license to the other party, as well as her employment information certificate from the Jiangcheng Military Region Hospital, to let the other party know clearly that she was indeed a doctor and an expert in the field, and was not just making up stories.
"Please come in." After taking a look at Jiang Xia's medical license and his employment information at Jiangcheng Hospital, the man felt a little relieved, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
What surprised me was not Jiang Xia's job information, but the name on it.
It's quite a coincidence. His surname is Jiang, and this girl's surname is also Jiang.
"This is crazy! If this little girl were to do it, this old gentleman wouldn't even know how he died." Wei Chen looked at the man's decision and choice, his eyes full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that the other party would actually dare to let a young girl in her early twenties take action and leave him, a famous expert, alone.
"I tell you, if this little girl messes up and the old gentleman has an accident, don't kowtow to me and beg me to help. And you, little girl, if you kill someone in a foreign land, you'll be sued. Only I can save him." Wei Qi snorted coldly and looked at Jiang Xia, feeling that Jiang Xia was overestimating himself.
Not everything can be in the spotlight, so he was just waiting to see how this sharp-tongued woman would cry.
The man's face paused when he heard what Wei Xia said, and he was obviously a little nervous and uneasy, but he still didn't change his mind. Since he decided to trust others, he had to trust them to the end. Jiang Xia's judgments just now were all correct and matched one by one.
The old man just had some chest pain and discomfort before, but it was not to the extent of shortness of breath. It became more serious in the past two days after Wei Xin treated him. According to Jiang Xiaxin, he had to suspect that Wei Xin really made a wrong judgment and treatment.
㱗At times like this, he could only make a judgment and make the necessary decisions.
Xu Yi was a little nervous. He didn't expect that Jiang Xia looked so gentle, but she was very ruthless when she spoke to people. Thinking that Jiang Xia followed Zhao Aiye, she could be considered his junior sister if we rounded it off.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Xu Yi asked Jiang Xia.
"Lower the oxygen concentration." Jiang Xia said.
Xu Yi listened to Jiang Xia and did as he was told. He lowered the old man's high-concentration oxygen level a lot and saw the old man's face quickly turn from abnormally rosy from the high-concentration oxygen to pale, as if he could run out of breath at any time and suffocate to death.
The man saw this scene from the side, a flash of nervousness flashed across his face, his palms were sweaty, but he said nothing in the end. The patients and their families at the hospital outside were also looking into the ward, obviously wanting to see if Jiang Xia could cure the patient.
Jiang Xia didn't say anything, and directly opened the bag he carried with him. There was a piece of equipment wrapped in a cloth inside.
After untying the rope, they were lined up in a row. On one side were silver needles of varying thicknesses and lengths, used for acupuncture treatments; on the other side were modern surgical instruments, surgical tools, etc., of various models.
"Give me a needle, a medium-sized needle or a cannula." Jiang Xia frowned. Given the old man's current condition, he wouldn't need these things.
Following Jiang Xia's instructions, Xu Yi immediately took out a brand new syringe from the side and handed it to Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia touched the old man's clavicle with his hand, probed, and finally found the position. He pierced into the second intercostal space of the clavicle. He controlled the strength just right, and blood spurted out the moment it was inserted.
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