Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 455 Blood Washing Therapy
"President Wei is really the president of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Zhang Fan expressed some doubts.

A director who doesn't even know the details of a hospital in a city?
"Here……"

Wei Deyun smiled awkwardly. Although he is the director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, he seldom manages the affairs of the hospital. He prefers to save people in the operating rooms.

He really didn't know the details of these hospitals.

Fortunately, when the car arrived, Wei Deyun didn't explain much, and opened the car door for Xu Wei himself. After they all sat in, he got into the co-pilot.

As soon as he sat down, he called Shi Jian'an in front of Zhang Fan.

Straight to the point, Wei Deyun directly canceled any cooperation with Shi Jianan, and said that it is impossible for a Putian hospital to be affiliated with his traditional Chinese medicine hospital in this lifetime.

Although Wei Deyun did all this for Zhang Fan to see, it was definitely not just talk.

Naturally, when Shi Jian'an on the other end of the phone got the news, he was so angry that he smashed the phone to pieces on the spot.

Then, dragging his 50-year-old body, he flew up and gave Qian Weili a kick.

"Things that are not enough to succeed but are more than ruined, get out, get out, get out of here immediately, don't let me see you in Dongchuan City, or I will unload your dog legs."

The boiled duck was fucking flying, and Shi Jianan's anger can be imagined.

……

Soon, at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, as soon as Zhang Fan and the others stopped their car, there was already a doctor waiting.

On the way here, Wei Deyun had already arranged everything. Following the doctor who led the team, a group of people came directly to the VIP ward of the hospital.

This is a luxurious one-room package capable of cooking food in addition to various testing utensils.

Whether it is environmental sanitation or medical facilities, they are not comparable to the Putian hospital in Tiande.

Zhang Fan was also very satisfied with all this, and thanked Xu Kai: "Dean Wei, I have caused you trouble."

"Hey! What did Doctor Zhang say about this?"

Wei Deyun waved his hands again and again, his face turned serious, and said, "Let's talk about Mr. Xu's situation first."

"I'm going to re-examine Mr. Xu, and then I will treat Mr. Xu personally. Although there is no possibility of a complete cure for the advanced stage of blood poisoning, at least it can relieve some pain for Mr. Xu and prolong his life for several years."

At the end, Wei Deyun couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

"No need!" Zhang Fan directly refused.

Hearing this, Wei Deyun stared at Zhang Fan blankly. Could it be that he provoked this Buddha?

He hastily said: "Master Zhang, blood poisoning is not a minor illness, even if it is sent abroad, there is no possibility of cure at the advanced stage."

Before Wei Deyun finished speaking, Zhang Fan interrupted directly: "President Wei misunderstood."

"As you said, if the advanced stage of blood poisoning cannot be cured, it will be a kind of torture for uncle, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"This disease, I will take care of myself."

Suddenly, Wei Deyun's face revealed a dazed expression.

Then he smiled wryly, and said helplessly: "I forgot, you are the genius doctor, what am I doing here with an axe?"

"Dean Wei was joking."

Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head.

In fact, Zhang Fan still approves of Wei Deyun, at least judging from his performance just now, he has nothing to say about practicing medicine.

"It would be a great thing if it can be done as the genius doctor Zhang said."

Wei Deyun seemed very excited, as if as long as Zhang Fan said this, he would be able to fulfill it.

Immediately, he quickly raised his head to look at Zhang Fan, and asked expectantly, "While Dr. Zhang is treating you, can I watch from the sidelines?"

He is the director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. If he is best at Chinese medicine, it happens that Zhang Fan is also the same. Naturally, he wants to learn something along the way.

"Okay!" Zhang Fan hesitated, but still did not refuse.

On the way here, he had already found a reasonable treatment plan from the Medical Martial Records.

Therefore, even if Wei Deyun watched from the sidelines, he couldn't see anything.

Back in the VIP ward, Wei Deyun asked curiously: "Does Doctor Zhang already have a treatment plan?"

Originally, he thought that Zhang Fan would need to think for a few days, or discuss it with the doctors from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, but he didn't expect that Zhang Fan would go back to the hospital bed and prepare for treatment.

"I really thought of a feasible treatment plan!"

Zhang Fan nodded noncommittally, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I call this plan 'blood-washing therapy'."

Immediately, Wei Deyun didn't talk nonsense, and directly put on a posture of listening attentively.

"The so-called blood washing is to release the blood poison that has been infected by pathogenic bacteria in Uncle Xu's body. Then, I will develop a new elixir and give it to Uncle Xu. Relying on the efficacy of the elixir, the blood will be reconstructed, so as to Achieve the effect of completely curing blood poisoning."

Whether it is the treatment plan or the principle, Zhang Fan just briefly talked about it.

After all, in practice, it is far from that simple.

Just releasing the blood poison infected by pathogenic bacteria is not what current medical technology can do.

"This……"

For some reason, Wei Deyun felt like he was listening to a scripture.

Can the blood poison of pathogenic bacteria be released?
If so?Whether it is using artificial blood function to resupply blood or relying on blood transfusion to supply blood, it is much simpler.

As for developing a elixir for blood reconstruction, Wei Deyun didn't have too much doubt about it.

Is it really necessary to be so 'proud and inhumane' to develop a kind of elixir for just one disease?

"Master Zhang, if this method is successful, can it be replicated on a large scale?" Wei Deyun asked with some expectation.

If it is possible, there is no doubt that it will be the gospel of countless blood poisoning patients.

Even the advanced stage can be completely cured, so isn't it easier to do in the early and middle stage?
Zhang Fan poured cold water on him on the spot.

"Not in a short time!"

"The medicinal materials needed for blood-reconstructed elixirs are scarce. If they cannot be cultivated, the elixirs cannot be mass-produced. Naturally, they cannot be replicated on a large scale."

Seeing Wei Deyun's disappointed expression, Zhang Fan explained seriously.

The implication is that it naturally tells Wei Deyun that once the medicinal materials are cultivated successfully, all problems will be solved.

"As expected of Doctor Zhang!" Wei Deyun was very excited.

In Chinese medicine, it is undoubtedly a great fortune to have a young man like Zhang Fan who has excellent medical skills and dares to practice and innovate.

Now that the treatment plan has been determined, Zhang Fan didn't ink any ink, asked Wei Deyun to borrow a set of silver needles, and started the treatment.

"Uncle, the elixir for detoxification and hematopoiesis is scarce, and it will take time to find and refine it."

"In the next few days, I'm afraid I will wrong you and suffer some crimes."

In the advanced stage of blood poisoning, the spread of blood poison in the body has reached a terrifying speed.

It is precisely because of this that patients with advanced symptoms cannot even control their disease and can only wait to die.

Naturally, what Zhang Fan has to do now is to use silver needles to control the spread of blood poison in Xu Wei's body, so as to reduce Xu Wei's pain and buy him more time.

Seeing Zhang Fan starting to administer the needle, Wei Deyun quickly held his breath and observed carefully.

However, with Zhang Fan's attack, the shock on Wei Deyun's face became more and more intense.

Because the speed of Zhang Fan's needle injection is really too fast.

In the end, there was even an afterimage!
"God! What did I see?"

Wei Deyun was stunned by the scene in front of him.

He looked incredulously at Zhang Fan who had completed the injection, and said in a daze, "A total of 81 injections took 20 seconds. This speed... is simply unheard of, unheard of..."

Although Wei Deyun didn't know what kind of acupuncture Zhang Fan used.

However, to be able to perform 20 needles in just 81 seconds, and each needle is accurate, hand speed, accuracy, and absolute confidence are all indispensable.

At least, if it was Wei Deyun, he thought he couldn't do it.

"Principal Wei praised you absurdly."

Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "If you want to control the spread of blood poison in Uncle Xu's body, you must slow down the blood flow in the shortest possible time. The shorter the injection time, the better."

"My speed is already considered slow."

Hearing Zhang Fan's explanation, Wei Deyun was stunned, but even more horrified.

"Then... what is the name of this set of acupuncture? Why have I never seen it before?"

Wei Deyun hurriedly bowed his head and humbly asked for advice.

"Guiyuan Needle." Zhang Fan didn't hide anything, and said the name according to the records given by the Yiwu Baolu.

Wei Deyun's eyes quickly fell on Xu Wei, watched carefully, and murmured: "Guiyuan, what a Guiyuan! Then..."

"If Dean Wei thinks that Guiyuan Needle can be used in medicine on a large scale, I will draw a picture of the acupuncture points and donate it to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhang Fan directly interrupted Wei Deyun's words, grinning.

"Really, really?"

Wei Deyun was obviously too excited to be himself.

This set of Guiyuan acupuncture can undoubtedly be used in medicine on a large scale.

Zhang Fan unconditionally contributed to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. Once it develops, it is unknown how many people can be saved.

Seeing Zhang Fan nodding his head seriously, Wei Deyun quickly grabbed his hand and exclaimed repeatedly: "Baby, baby, Chinese medicine is so lucky to have you."

Looking at Wei Deyun who was almost in tears, Zhang Fan was really a little embarrassed.

All his elixirs, prescriptions, silver needle acupuncture, and medical techniques all come from Yiwu Baolu.

There is nothing wrong with pills making money, but if these peerless acupuncture techniques can be seen again and passed on, Zhang Fan feels that he is taking from the people and using them for the people, right?
"Dean Wei is serious. I'm just doing my part."

"It's just that Uncle Xu's illness can't be delayed, and we have to collect herbs and make pills immediately."

Immediately, Wei Deyun quickly let go of Zhang Fan's hands, apologetic.

When he got excited, he forgot about the business.

"Dean Wei, before I come back, I try not to touch Uncle Xu as much as possible, and I can only eat liquid food, and the silver needle on my body cannot be removed."

Zhang Fan's face became serious, and he asked seriously.

(End of this chapter)