Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 755 What are you doing?

This middle-aged man rushed into the lobby of the Chinese Medicine Hospital like a gust of wind. When he saw wounded people in bandages everywhere, his face turned pale. He looked around and shouted loudly: "Dad... dad……"

"Mr. Zhang."

The young man next to the middle-aged man quickly glanced at the wounded and said in a low voice, "The old man doesn't seem to be here."

"Nurse!"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang grabbed a hurried nurse with gauze in his hand, and asked, "Where's my dad? Have you seen him?"

"Who is your father?"

The nurse looked at Mr. Zhang helplessly.

Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and said quickly: "It's an old man in his 60s with gray hair and a round face and wearing a black sportswear. Did you see him? I just heard that he was sitting The tourist bus had an accident, and the person was sent to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, which is where you are!"

The nurse shook off Mr. Zhang's hand, thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "Well, I remember such a person..."

"Where are the others?"

Mr. Zhang interrupted her anxiously before she could finish speaking.

The nurse frowned and said, "The old man was seriously injured and passed out. The specific injury is not clear, and he has been sent to the emergency room!"

Hearing the words "emergency room", Mr. Zhang couldn't bear it any longer, so he ran upstairs.

The driver who was following him was a little shrewd, and quickly said to the nurse, "Which floor is the emergency room?"

"It's on the fourth floor, on the east side. When you get upstairs, you'll see it."

said the nurse.

"Oh, thank you."

The driver nodded to the nurse, hurriedly chased after Mr. Zhang, and said, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, it's on the fourth floor."

The two hurried upstairs.

"...Well, Mr. Zhao, you are right."

Over there, Tang Yuntao said to Zhao Yifan: "Then I will go to the emergency room with you. I see that the wounded here have all stabilized. It is enough to leave these doctors and nurses here to take care of them." After a pause , He said to Zhu Zhigang: "Student Zhu Zhigang, you and these doctors can take a look together to see if you can arrange enough wards for the wounded to live in first. By the way, you can ask their opinions and want to be hospitalized in other hospitals." That's fine too."

As soon as the words fell, a wounded person next to him immediately said without hesitation, "I won't go to any hospital, I will be hospitalized in this traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"Yes, I am also hospitalized here."

Said another wounded man.

They are not stupid either.

The scene of Zhao Yifan's rescue just now, these wounded people all saw it in their eyes.

They have never heard of this kind of rescue speed and treatment effect. It is the first time they have seen such a doctor with such superb medical skills in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. Why should they go to other hospitals for hospitalization?
They are not stupid.

"That's fine too."

Tang Yuntao nodded indifferently. Anyway, there are not many hospitalized patients in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and there are still many empty wards, which are enough to accommodate the wounded.

After the confession, Tang Yuntao and Zhao Yifan went upstairs to the emergency room.

I only saw Zhang Zong and the driver, standing outside and running around anxiously, but they didn't dare to knock on the door.

Just then, the door opened.

Dean Feng walked out quickly.

Mr. Zhang grabbed Dean Feng and asked anxiously, "Doctor, is there an old man in black sportswear, in his 60s, with gray hair?"

"you are?"

Dean Feng glanced at Mr. Zhang upon hearing this.

"That old man is my father!"

Mr. Zhang stomped his feet and said, "How is he doing?"

"...You have to be mentally prepared!"

Dean Feng hesitated for a moment, then said: "The situation is not very good, but we are trying our best to rescue him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yifan saw Mr. Zhang's body, obviously falling downwards. The driver next to him grabbed him, startled him, and said repeatedly: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang?"

Mr. Zhang shook off the driver's hand, grabbed Dean Feng's clothes, and pleaded repeatedly: "Doctor, I beg you, save my dad..."

Dean Feng can fully understand Mr. Zhang's mood, but how dare he agree to such a thing?If he agrees now, if he is not rescued after a while, wouldn't Zhang Zong want to eat him?
"Calm down, don't worry."

Dean Feng repeatedly comforted and said: "We are trying our best to rescue them, don't worry, we will find a way." After speaking, Dean Feng was stunned when he saw Zhao Yifan and Tang Yuntao walking over.

"President Feng."

Tang Yuntao explained: "The wounded below have all been settled. Let's come up and see if there is anything that needs help."

"What did you say?"

Dean Feng's jaw was shocked when he heard the words, and he said in a voice: "Everything is properly arranged?" He wondered if his ears had heard it wrong!
You know, there are dozens of wounded in the hall below.

Although in terms of the degree of injury, there is no way to compare with the few patients in the emergency room who were unconscious and in shock.

But I can't stand too many of them!
and.

the most important is.

The western doctors who followed Zhao Xiaobo were all doing rescue in the emergency room at this moment, and there were some so-called "slow doctors" Chinese medicine doctors outside.

As the director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, Dean Feng certainly knows that Chinese medicine is far inferior to Western medicine in terms of rescue and first aid.

It was because of this that Dean Feng came out after staying in the emergency room for a while - because it was useless for him to stay in there, there was nothing he could do to help.

It's better to come out and see if I can go to the lobby on the first floor to help.

result.

Dozens of wounded were all settled properly—he naturally knew what Tang Yuntao meant by settled properly.

"Yes."

Tang Yuntao smiled slightly when he saw Dean Feng's astonished appearance, but he was not surprised at all, because if Dean Feng was not shocked, it would be really strange, he said: "It's all handled by Mr. Zhao, we just give it to you. Teacher Zhao made a start, and handed the splint and bandages to the side."

Dean Feng was shocked and looked at Zhao Yifan in astonishment.

"What's going on inside?"

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to care about what Dean Feng was thinking. As soon as the seriously injured people entered the hospital, they were pushed upstairs and came to the emergency room. Except for the bus driver, the few in the emergency room now Zhao Yifan didn't know the situation of the seriously injured.

Most of the serious injuries caused by this kind of car accident are fractures, but as long as the person is awake, there is actually no problem.

The most serious ones are those who are unconscious and in shock. Because of the impact from a distance, their internal organs may be injured. If they don’t hurry up to deal with the rescue, they will leave serious sequelae, and may die on the spot!
"Uh... not very good."

Dean Feng said, subconsciously glanced at Mr. Zhang next to him.

This small move immediately made Mr. Zhang's legs weak from fright. If the driver hadn't pulled him, Mr. Zhang might have slipped to the ground again.

"Well, I see."

Zhao Yifan nodded when he heard the words, and walked straight to the emergency room.

"Zhao..."

Before Dean Feng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Yuntao, and said, "It's okay Dean Feng, have you forgotten? The wounded downstairs just now were handled by Mr. Zhao alone! Don't worry! It'll be fine."

After a pause, Tang Yuntao went on to say: "Actually, it is the blessing of these wounded that Mr. Zhao is here today. If we change the place and the doctor, I am afraid it will not be the same result... Dean Feng, come in and help !"

He walked in first.

Dean Feng was taken aback, and followed Tang Yuntao involuntarily.

The rescue room is divided into several rooms.

At this moment, there are four rooms where the lights are on. Zhao Xiaobo and other doctors, two of them in the emergency room, are concentrating on rescuing the unconscious patient without raising their heads.

Zhao Yifan stood at the door and looked around. Although his position was still several meters away from the patient on the operating table, this distance did not pose any problem to Zhao Yifan.

"I'll come for this patient!"

While Zhao Yifan glanced over, he released his spiritual sense, and he used his spiritual sense to check the conditions of the wounded in the emergency rooms next door. Fortunately, it was Zhao Yifan who had previously realized that "everything is incarnated, and everything is transformed into everything." "This kind of mystery of dispersing the consciousness can grasp all the conditions of several wounded in an instant.

If it was placed before, he would definitely not be able to do this step, and could only check one by one.

Among the wounded, the wounded that Zhao Xiaobo was in charge of rescuing was the most seriously injured, while Mr. Zhang's father, an old man in his 60s, was the least injured among them.

After distinguishing the priorities, Zhao Yifan naturally started to rescue and treat the most seriously wounded.

"what?"

Zhao Xiaobo, who was concentrating all his attention on the wounded under his command, suddenly saw a hand reaching out diagonally from the side and snatching the scalpel from his hand. Zhao Xiaobo was startled for a moment, and then became furious , raised his head and saw Zhao Yifan, and said sharply, "What do you want?"

"I'll come for this patient."

As Zhao Yifan said, he took a step forward and stood in Zhao Xiaobo's position. At the same time, he lightly touched Zhao Xiaobo with his shoulder.

Immediately, Zhao Xiaobo involuntarily took a few steps back and gave up his position. He said angrily, "What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)