Seeing through the village doctor is also crazy

Chapter 32 I'm just here to make soy sauce
"Doctor Ye, this is the emergency room of the hospital, not your school's classroom. Do you know what the consequences will be if you fail?" Director Zhang stared at Ye Xiu and asked in a deep voice.

"Director Zhang, I know the consequences. If the rescue fails, I am willing to bear all the responsibilities!" Ye Xiu replied with a determined expression on his face.

"Are you crazy? You are betting your own doctor's future by doing this. The patient's condition is already very critical. If you do this, it is tantamount to flying moths to the flame!"

"Healing diseases and saving lives is an oath I made at the beginning of my medical studies. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I don't want to give up easily. I implore Director Zhang to give me this opportunity."

"Director Zhang, the patient is dying." At this moment, a middle-aged doctor rushed out from the emergency room and shouted in a low voice.

Director Zhang looked at Ye Xiu with a resolute expression, hesitated for a while, patted Ye Xiu's arm, and sighed, "Come in with me."

Entering the emergency room, Director Zhang told Ye Xiu, "Get ready, the patient's time is running out."

"The patient's blood pressure is unstable, with a high pressure of 170 and a low pressure of 100." The head nurse who participated in the first aid kept her eyes on the monitoring equipment and reminded loudly.

"Sodium nitroprusside 50mg, intravenous infusion. Labetalol: 20mg ready." Director Zhang calmly ordered.

Ye Xiu washed his hands well, prepared for disinfection, and changed into a special disinfection suit for surgery.

"Director Zhang, I'm ready." Ye Xiu walked to the hospital bed and said loudly.

Almost everyone in the emergency room stared at Ye Xiuwang.

A deputy chief doctor of internal medicine said impatiently: "Who is this person? Get out quickly! Don't affect the patient's first aid."

"Old Lin, this is Dr. Ye from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Dr. Ye said he has a cure, so I decided to let him try it." Director Zhang patted Deputy Director Fear Lin on the shoulder and explained.

As soon as Director Zhang finished speaking, everyone in the emergency room stopped what they were doing and stared at Director Zhang.

After confirming that Director Zhang was not joking, another director-level Doctor Li in the emergency room said directly: "Old Zhang, you are now the leader of the internal medicine department of our inpatient department and the leader of the emergency team. You have to think clearly about what you did. What are the consequences!"

"It's none of Director Zhang's business, I asked to participate in the rescue, and I'm willing to bear all the consequences!" Ye Xiu's face was firm, his eyes were firm, and he spoke with a resounding tone.

"Saving people is the most important thing, let's talk about the lip service later!" Director Zhang said loudly despite all the arguments.

"Doctor Ye, don't have too many worries and pressures, just go ahead and do it." Director Zhang did not forget to encourage Ye Xiu at the end.

"Ye Xiu took out the needle bag from his underwear pocket, took out two silver needles, pointed to Uncle Li's Baihui and Yintang acupoints, and said to the nurse beside him, "Alcohol disinfection, I want to use needles. "

"Old Zhang, I think you are crazy. I have studied medicine all my life, but I never expected to see such an absurd scene!" Director Li couldn't accept Ye Xiu's treatment method, shaking his head and sighing.

"Director Zhang, there are so many director-level doctors present in our Internal Medicine Department, and we actually watched a resident doctor from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine mess around in front of us. Isn't this too ridiculous?" Deputy Director Lin said, staring at Ye Xiu with a questioning expression.

Ye Xiu had a calm and confident look on his face, ignoring everyone's doubts, and after finishing the injection, he used the Hunyuan Gong to slowly inject the innate Hunyuan Qi from the dry needle at Baihui acupoint.

The emergency room was silent, everyone's breathing was clearly audible, and the beeping sound of "Didi" on the monitoring medical equipment was always attracting everyone's attention.

One minute passed, and Uncle Li's blood pressure was still not stable, and his pulse was still rapid.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, no one speaks.

Everyone present at this time knew in their hearts that if the first aid fails, the internal medicine department of the inpatient department will face a storm of medical accountability.

2 minutes... 3 minutes, the head nurse suddenly shouted in surprise: "The patient's blood pressure is stable and the pulse is normal. All vital signs are back to normal."

"How is it possible?" Director Li, who was the most skeptical, stared at the electronic display screen of the monitoring medical equipment and exclaimed.

"Stop all intravenous infusions." Director Zhang ordered categorically.

Another minute passed, Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said firmly: "Pay attention to the patient's condition, don't shake the two needles I inserted, keep the needles still for two hours, and you can take off the silver needles after two hours."

After speaking, Ye Xiu took off his medical mask and surgical gown.

"What? That's enough?" Deputy Director Lin opened his eyes wide and said, looking at Ye Xiu with a bewildered expression.

"That's right, the rescue is over. All that's left is the follow-up mild treatment. Also, I'm going to ask for leave in the afternoon to rest." Ye Xiu smiled and walked out of the emergency room.

Only the department leaders at the director level of the inpatient department were left in the emergency room, and the experts and doctors looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Doctor, how is my father's condition?" Ye Xiu had just walked out of the emergency room when Uncle Li's son and Uncle Li's lover got up and stopped Ye Xiu and asked.

"Don't worry, Uncle Li is fine. You can return to the ward to recuperate in two hours." Ye Xiu said as if he was relieved.

"Really?" Uncle Li's son still held the hospital's critical illness notice in his hand, looking at Ye Xiu with an expression of disbelief.

"You can ask Director Zhang for the specific situation. I'm just here to help." After Ye Xiu finished speaking, he quickly left the corridor of the emergency room.

Uncle Li's family was left at a loss.

Ye Xiu didn't eat lunch, and wasted his Hunyuan Qi to save people with acupuncture, so his body was very tired.

After leaving the inpatient department building, Ye Xiu didn't stay in the hospital, but returned directly to the quadrangle that he rented.

After entering the fairyland orchard, Ye Xiu sat cross-legged and meditated, activated the Jiuyao Spirit Gathering Formation, and began to practice exercises.

Practicing Hunyuan Kung Fu in the orchard space of the fairy world, Ye Xiu's Hunyuan Qi recovers faster, grows the fastest, and has the most ideal effect.

After an hour of training, Ye Xiu was pleasantly surprised to find that the thirty cherry trees he had planted in his orchard had already borne fruit.

The bright red fruit is crystal clear and hangs on the tree full of green leaves, making people salivate.

Each cherry fruit was the size of a fist. Ye Xiu took one off and bit into it. The sweet and mellow peach fragrance made Ye Xiu's taste buds linger for a long time.

The cherries in the fairyland orchard are not only far superior to ordinary cherries, but they are also delicious and juicy. When chewed, they leave a mouthful of fragrance. After the juice and pulp enter the stomach, Ye Xiu immediately feels full.

After eating the cherries, Ye Xiu felt an indescribable sense of refreshment, which was even better than the physical experience of drinking the spiritual spring water.

Ye Xiu faintly felt that the nutritional value of the cherries grown in his fairyland orchard would definitely not be low.

When it was time for the harvest of cherry trees, Ye Xiu was both happy and sad. He was happy that the first batch of cherry trees planted had a good harvest in just three days; he was worried about how to deal with so many ripe cherry fruits. ?

If I remember correctly, the harvest season for cherries should be at the end of May and the beginning of June every year. Now in the golden autumn of October, there are basically very few fresh cherries left on the market. The cherry fruit produced in the orchard is also incomparable.

Ye Xiu's brows were filled with joy, and he had an idea in his mind.

If there are so many cherries, it is better to pick some and sell them in the market, ask for directions, and see how the market reacts.

If the cherries sell well, they can also generate income for themselves and relieve their increasingly embarrassing financial pressure.

(End of this chapter)