In contrast, Shu Ying seemed much more normal.
Just as Ye Zhanying was about to kick the door open, she saw Dr. Liu, who had just come off the operating table.
Without saying a word, she led him into the ward: "Dr. Liu, is Xie Zhiyan allowed to drink water in his current condition?"
Dr. Liu nodded: "No problem. Chief Xie's wife is quite capable. The pulse diagnosis she made is basically consistent with our judgment."
He's a promising talent.
Dr. Liu was Xie Zhiyan's attending physician, and he performed Xie Zhiyan's surgery.
Having received the accurate answer, Ye Zhanying had a better understanding of the situation.
She pushed open the door and glanced at the strange thing in Shu Ying's hand: "Doctor, what is that thing in her hand? Can it be used on Xie Zhiyan?"
Even though she didn't say anything, Dr. Liu didn't notice that Shu Ying had handed over what she was holding, and his eyes lit up.
"Of course, I didn't even think of that. This long tube can help him drink more water. This was a common method used in ancient times when someone fell into a coma. It would reduce the risk of suffocation and also allow him to eat more."
Dr. Liu looked at Shu Ying with admiration. This young girl looked very young, but she knew a lot about both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
Xie Wanying was somewhat displeased: "How could something so hard be used by a human? Dr. Liu, you can't just talk nonsense. My brother is injured like this. If he doesn't wake up, I will hold your hospital accountable."
Dr. Liu's smile was somewhat awkward: "Theoretically, this straw is indeed a relic from ancient times. The ancients' verification is generally accurate. Comrade Xie Zhiyan's current condition is that he needs to drink more water. Now that we have this tool, we can also feed him some rice porridge in the morning and evening."
He glanced at Xie Zhiyan on the hospital bed and said firmly, "He lost a lot of blood. He was already in a coma when he was brought here. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unconscious for so long. Eating more food will help him recover faster. As long as he gets enough nutrition, his blood-forming function will help his wounds heal better."
Ye Zhanying naturally understood what the doctor was saying.
She had always been in the medical unit and had memorized basic medical knowledge.
Xie Wanying glared angrily at Shu Ying: "Don't think that just because they're all on your side, you can do whatever you want! Zhiyan and I are blood relatives, as close as brothers. If I don't agree, you can forget about having any ideas!"
The more Xie Wanying listened to Dr. Liu's words, the more it seemed like she was contradicting herself.
What could a pampered young lady like Shu Ying possibly know?
Even if she was sent abroad to study, wasn't it just to gain some prestige? How could Xie Zhiyan's life be handed over to her so easily?
Ye Zhanying frowned impatiently and pulled Xie Wanying up from the stool without saying a word.
"Big sister, I think you've recently developed a compulsive paranoia. Comrade Shuying knows so much, she's practically a professional caregiver in the hospital. You can't be of any help here, so don't point fingers!"
"The virtuous should occupy the position, and the capable should prevail. Xie Zhiyan is already so ill. By the time you two settle your dispute, his seven-day mourning period will have passed!"
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