Chapter 3: First Test
The call was from Tang Xiaobao's father, who said that his mother Wu Chunmei suddenly vomited blood and had been sent to the hospital. Wu Qingshan was still sobbing on the phone, and his condition was probably critical.
When Tang Xiaobao rushed to the ward, Tang Qingshan was still kneeling there, pleading with the doctor with tears streaming down his face.
Heartbroken, Tang Xiaobao rushed forward, wanting to help his father up. The latter refused to get up and just kept begging, "Dean Zhong, Director Yuan, you are experts and famous doctors. Please save my wife. She has suffered so much over the years. If she dies, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life, and this family will be ruined..."
Zhong Aimin is the director of the hospital, and his medical skills are second to none in the county, but at this moment he looks embarrassed and sympathetic.
"I understand how you feel, but the patient's condition has worsened. There's too much bleeding in the brain now, and there's nothing we can do!"
Zhong Aimin, with a head full of white hair, sighed.
The other middle-aged doctor wearing glasses was Yuan Dongsheng, an attending physician and department head. Perhaps because he was used to witnessing the separation of life and death, his expression didn't change much. He simply said objectively, "Honestly, our hospital has done its best. Look, for your wife's illness, Dean Zhong personally arranged a consultation with our experts. But the situation is already like this, and we really can't do anything. You should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible! Are you the patient's son? Then go and see the patient one last time!"
At that moment, a nurse hurried to the door and reported to Zhong Aimin: "The patient's indicators have suddenly dropped, including blood pressure and heart rate."
"Let's go and take a look together!" Zhong Aimin shook his head and led a group of people to the bedside.
Tang Qingshan held his wife's hand and kept calling out, "Chunmei, wake up quickly! Please don't leave us like this! What are we going to do?"
"Director Zhong, why don't you arrange the surgery?" Tang Xiaobao first checked his mother's condition. Seeing the data on the monitor on the side, he became very anxious and asked with a stern face.
"It's already like this, how can we perform surgery? Young man, you are an outsider, you don't understand, so don't blame our hospital. I said, we have tried our best." Yuan Dongsheng frowned.
Tang Xiaobao still stared at Zhong Aimin and asked, "Director Zhong, just tell me, what is the biggest problem in performing surgery now?"
Zhong Aimin wasn't angry either. He sighed and said, "She has too much blood accumulated in her brain and is in shock. I guess she won't survive once she's on the operating table."
Tang Xiaobao said without hesitation: "Why not use acupuncture?"
Zhong Aimin was speechless.
Yuan Dongsheng was so angry that he laughed and said, "Do you think acupuncture is omnipotent? Acupuncture can activate qi and open acupuncture points. It is only suitable for dredging meridians. Your mother is suffering from a large area of brain hemorrhage now. What's the point of using acupuncture? Don't make things worse."
"Give me the silver needles and I'll treat her! But at most I can draw out some of the blood in her brain. As for other problems, your hospital will need to assist in the treatment. I don't quite understand them either." Tang Xiaobao said directly.
Zhong Aimin remained speechless.
Yuan Dongsheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Drawing blood with a silver needle? Is this kid mentally healthy? Is he mentally ill?
The young nurse on the side was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Tang Xiaobao knew they didn't believe him, so he assured her, "Director Zhong, since you've already issued a critical illness notice, let me give it a try. I'm quite proficient in acupuncture, and I'm confident I can stabilize my mother's condition. All I need now is the silver needles. Furthermore, if there are any consequences, we will bear them ourselves, and we promise not to cause any trouble to your hospital afterwards!"
"You know acupuncture?" Zhong Aimin was stunned.
Tang Xiaobao nodded heavily.
Yuan Dongsheng quickly said, "Director, we can't let him do whatever he wants. He might have a mental problem. If something really happens, will he not cause trouble for our hospital? If someone with ulterior motives posts it online, it will become a huge deal!"
"you--"
Tang Xiaobao was shaking with anger.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Aimin thought about it and said, "Since he has said so, let's give him a chance and let him get rid of this regret."
Zhong Aimin said to Tang Xiaobao sternly, "I've been practicing medicine for decades, and I've never encountered anything like this. I'm going to make an exception this time and let you do whatever you want. I can give you the needles, but I want the entire process recorded on my phone. You must also personally promise not to hold the hospital responsible and sign a letter of commitment."
"Okay, okay, okay, we'll do whatever you say." Tang Xiaobao agreed readily.
Time is life. He was actually unsure, but he couldn't help but want to give it a try.
Soon, the formalities were completed. Yuan Dongsheng was filming with his mobile phone. Tang Xiaobao was about to start the acupuncture, but Tang Qingshan hesitated to speak.
After the first injection, Tang Xiaobao's hand trembled, and as expected, the needle went off target.
Wu Chunmei was already in shock, so naturally she didn't make any noise, but Tang Xiaobao was so heartbroken that he almost cried out. Zhong Aimin frowned, and Yuan Dongsheng rolled his eyes, muttering quietly, "Dean, you shouldn't have let him do whatever he wanted."
Tang Xiaobao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and started the second injection.
There was no mistake this time.
The third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot...
Tang Xiaobao became more and more proficient in using the needles, and his speed was so fast that people could not see clearly. Only a shadow passed by, and countless silver needles landed accurately on Wu Chunmei's head.
Zhong Aimin widened his eyes and couldn't help but take a few steps closer.
Yuan Dongsheng and the young nurse were also frightened by Tang Xiaobao's needle-moving speed. They opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say.
Various tubes were connected to Wu Chunmei's body, but the data on the instruments had not changed much. Her heart rate and blood pressure were still slowly decreasing, and the waves were almost becoming a straight line.
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