Chapter 682 Someone Wants Him Dead
Fu Zhaoning checked the patient's eyes and was about to check his ears. Just as he was about to try to ask him to turn his body slightly, a very faint sound of wind was heard.
At this moment, she stepped back quickly.
At the same time, something hit the patient's face. With a "pop" sound, his face skin, which was swollen as if it was half filled with water, broke.
Bu.
The fluid that had swollen his face burst out and splashed everywhere.
If Fu Zhaoning had reacted a little slower, the accumulated fluid would have sprayed all over her face!
"ah!"
The patient screamed.
The accumulated fluid flowed all over his head and body, sprayed into his eyes and flowed into his nasal cavity.
The skin, which had been stretched very large and thin, lost the accumulated fluid and spread out on his face like a rag, with a piece covering his mouth and nose. He could only scream once and could not make another sound.
Under the skin, under the yellow pus, there is rotten white flesh.
Just one look at it would make people want to spit out all the food they had eaten the previous night.
"What's going on!"
"How could you pierce his face!"
“Hurry up and save them!”
After realizing what was happening, all the miracle doctors present stood up and shouted anxiously.
But there were only three people who really walked over quickly: President Gongsun, Doctor An, and Sun Congming.
But even they were helpless when they saw the patient's miserable condition.
How to deal with this!
His face skin had been stretched thin to begin with, and now it was as thin as some soaked bean curd sticks. He couldn't move it at will, as it might break if he moved!
Will the whole skin be torn off by then?
Moreover, his face was covered with dead flesh and fluid, and it was wet and sticky, making it impossible to know where to start!
“Hoo, hoo—”
The patient's mouth and nose were covered with his own face skin and he could hardly breathe.
At that moment, Fu Zhaoning subconsciously looked to see who had done it, but when he heard the sound, he knew he couldn't find the person who did it for the time being, so he quickly opened his medicine box, took out a pair of tweezers, and moved quickly and gently, first prying open the skin covering the patient's mouth and nose.
“Stop it!”
Someone shouted.
They didn't see who did it, so they concluded that it was Fu Zhaoning who broke the patient's face.
Now that she dared to attack, some people wanted to pull her back.
Fu Zhaoning waved his hand and pushed the person away.
Her face darkened, "Someone just used a hidden weapon!"
"Nonsense, who here would use hidden weapons to harm patients? We watched for a while before you came, and nothing happened!"
The old man in blue robe shouted angrily again.
A white-bearded doctor looked at the tweezers in Fu Zhaoning's hand, stretched out his hand to stop the person who was shouting, and said, "Miss Fu, what should we do now?"
Fu Zhaoning glanced at him.
This white-bearded doctor has deep eyes and a high nose. Could he be the doctor Yao from the Hu country?
She only took a glance, without stopping her hands, she carefully picked up the torn dough and roughly covered her face with it.
"Now we have to clean and eliminate inflammation first."
The patient fainted.
I guess it was because of fear and pain.
"If you can do it, come on!" the old man in blue robe shouted again.
"Aren't I the one who's treating him now? Could it be you?" Fu Zhaoning retorted without even raising his head, which made him angry again.
President Gongsun asked, "What hidden weapons are you talking about?"
"I'll find out."
Fu Zhaoning held the dough with soft tweezers and examined it carefully.
It was such a bloody and horrible face, it was amazing that she could still look at it from such a close distance without changing her expression.
President Gongsun glanced at her and reached out to stop Sun Congming who was about to step forward.
"Since it's already like this, why not let Fu Xiaoyou treat it."
"It's easy for the president to say. If this patient dies here, it will ruin our reputation."
Sun Congming frowned.
"We didn't dare to do it before, for fear of breaking his skin and causing it to become unmanageable," said President Gongsun. "But now it seems that a break is easier to treat."
"Yes." Fu Zhaoning replied without even raising his head. "The effusion should have been removed by puncturing first."
But not in such a violent and sudden way.
But now that it has come to this, let’s just treat it this way for now.
"Let me make it clear that if this patient dies, I will announce to the world that you killed him."
When Sun Congming said this to Fu Zhaoning, he glanced at Gongsun Gongchang.
His meaning was very clear. It was Gongsun Gongchang who condoned this, so he also had to take responsibility.
When the time comes, he, as the president, will automatically abdicate.
This time, Sun Congming was also aiming for the position of president. He had been the vice president for many years and was unwilling to give up.
"I support Vice President Sun." The old man in blue robe also said coldly.
Doctor An looked at Fu Zhaoning and was a little worried about her.
Fu Zhaoning also looked up at President Gongsun.
It seems that there is also a struggle for power in the Great Medical Association. If President Gongsun is afraid of taking responsibility, he will probably stop her?
President Gongsun was silent for a moment, then asked Fu Zhaoning, "How confident are you that you can save the patient's life for five days?"
All it takes is not to die within five days?
If someone dies five days later, it won’t be her responsibility?
Fu Zhaoning suddenly felt that President Gongsun was quite cute.
"Based on the preliminary results of our previous consultation, if his face is broken, he can only live for five days at most," President Gongsun added.
Fu Zhaoning had just checked the patient's pulse and had a good idea of what was going on, so when he heard him ask this, he answered directly, "If he wasn't poisoned or assassinated, he wouldn't die."
Someone used a hidden weapon just now.
So she had to make it clear that if she was assassinated, she would not take the blame.
Doctor An was surprised and asked, "You mean, he can save his life?"
"Yes, the disease is not fatal and it is not that serious." Fu Zhaoning said.
When others heard this, they just thought she was talking nonsense again.
"So many of our patients were diagnosed with not surviving more than five days, but you just said it wasn't serious! Why don't you go to heaven?"
If one person overturned the diagnoses of so many people, doesn't this mean that her medical skills are better than all of them?
Fu Zhaoning ignored her as she had already found the hidden weapon.
He took out another pair of pointed tweezers, pressed them into the bloody cheek, clamped it, and pulled it out.
People present didn't believe that it was a hidden weapon at first, but when they saw her pick up a short needle as thin as an ox hair, their pupils shrank and they fell silent.
"This is a bit poisonous."
Fu Zhaoning took a look.
Someone wants this patient to die. Is it targeting her, or was this the plan all along?
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