Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 760
"Hao Ting, I..."

Before Mr. Zhang finished speaking, Hao Feng impatiently said to Dean Feng: "Throw him out." He didn't save Mr. Zhang any face.

Zhang Zong heard the words and turned around in despair and walked out.

Immediately, Hao Feng turned around and stood at the door of the operating room, watching Zhao Yifan resuscitate the patient intently.

Seeing this, Dean Feng said in a low voice: "Director Hao, this Dr. Zhao's medical skills are really amazing. It's the first time I admire others so much in all these years of practicing medicine."

Hao Feng nodded perfunctorily, thinking to himself, nonsense!How can Dr. Zhao's medical skills be as high as you imagined?If I had known that Dr. Zhao was here for rescue, I would not have come here.

Hao Feng knew a lot more about Zhao Yifan's medical skills than Dean Feng.

After standing outside and watching for a while, Hao Feng turned around and said to the people beside him, "Let's go, don't delay Dr. Zhao's rescue of the wounded here."

"Hao Ting, don't you need to know the situation of the wounded?"

The staff beside him said in a low voice, "The province is still waiting for your report."

Hao Feng came here on a mission this time. If such a serious car accident happened in the urban area, if it is not handled properly, he will be responsible.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here in person.

"You don't need to understand."

Hao Feng shook his head, and when he was about to leave, he thought for a while, then turned to Dean Feng and said, "What did Doctor Zhao say just now?"

"Uh……"

Dean Feng didn't understand what Hao Feng meant, and thought he was asking about Mr. Zhang's father's injury, and said, "Dr. Zhao said it, and he knows it well."

"Know what? What about the others?"

As soon as Hao Feng heard it, he felt confident, but in order to be sure, he still asked a question.

"I didn't say anything else."

Dean Feng said.

"Well I see."

Hao Feng hummed, and when he was about to leave, Zhao Yifan, Tang Yuntao and others came out of the operating room and happened to meet each other.

"Hello, Doctor Zhao."

Hao Feng hurriedly greeted Zhao Yifan in a respectful voice, his respectful attitude surprised Dean Feng next to him.

"How did you come?"

Zhao Yifan was a little surprised. The injuries of these wounded were serious or light, especially the wounded in front of them. Basically, their injuries were not very optimistic, so Zhao Yifan took action himself, because he was afraid that there would be some troubles that would make these wounded To leave regrets, during the treatment, Zhao Yifan could not be distracted at all.

otherwise.

With Zhao Yifan's cultivation, he would be able to detect Hao Feng as soon as he approached the hospital.

"Well, the province knew about the car accident, so let me come over to see how the situation is, whether it's serious or not."

Hao Feng quickly explained, and then said seriously: "I didn't know you were here. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here. With you here, nothing would happen."

The staff who came with Hao Feng were shocked when they heard what Hao Feng said, and they all wondered who this Dr. Zhao was, why even Hao Feng patted his horse? Shit, say such a compliment?

But in fact.

What Hao Feng said was really not a compliment, but the truth.

For Zhao Yifan's medical skills, Hao Feng can be said to be "brainless" to believe, because he has seen it countless times, and the illness that other experts are helpless, in Zhao Yifan's hands, immediately becomes extremely easy and simple.

If there is a disease that Zhao Yifan cannot cure, then Hao Feng absolutely believes that this patient must be hopeless, and there is no second disease in this world that can cure this patient.

"Well, you go back, it's all right."

Zhao Yifan nodded naturally, and said casually, "I know it well."

"Okay, I understand Dr. Zhao."

Hao Feng hummed and said, "Then you are busy."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand, turned around and walked into the next operating room. Hao Feng turned his head and saw the astonishment on the faces of the people beside him. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

After leaving the emergency room, seeing Mr. Zhang and the driver fidgeting in the corridor, Hao Feng thought about it for a while and said softly to Mr. Zhang, "Don't worry, your old man is fine."

"Uh...Hao Ting, my old man is awake?"

Mr. Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then ecstatically, and hurriedly asked, in his opinion, since Hao Feng said that, it must be because he saw the old man woke up.

"No."

Hao Feng waved his hand, and said lightly: "Your old man is lucky, Dr. Zhao is here, if it is another hospital, other doctors, it will be hard to say." Hao Feng said one more thing: "Dr. Zhao's medical skills, you can't find anyone in the world who can match him. Since he said it's okay, it must be okay."

His words were not only explained to Mr. Zhang, but also to the bewildered people around him.

Minutes passed by.

at last.

It was Zhang Zong's father's turn.

This is the last seriously injured person who needs to be rescued.

Zhao Yifan had checked with his consciousness before. The old man's injury was actually not very serious. The reason why he was unconscious was because of the impact on his brain, but the impact was not serious, not even a cerebral hemorrhage.

The most serious injuries all over the body are a little broken arm and a slight concussion.

A large part of the reason why he was sent here was because he was too old and still in a coma.

After a few stitches, the old man woke up leisurely.

"Clap clap clap!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiaobo and all the other doctors applauded with admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

no way.

Zhao Xiaobo and the others were wounded, and the wounded kept seeing the last one. They naturally knew in their hearts how difficult it was for one person to rescue seven or eight seriously wounded in just one hour!

If this kind of thing didn't happen in front of them, if they didn't witness it with their own eyes, but heard it, no one would choose to believe it.

Because it's so incredible.

at the moment.

The thing happened right in front of their eyes. They witnessed all this from the beginning to the end. Apart from shock and admiration, there is really no way to describe their feelings at this moment.

"Doctor Zhao, I'm sorry."

After applauding a few times, Zhao Xiaobo said to Zhao Yifan with a face of shame: "I misunderstood you before, and I apologize to you."

Zhao Yifan smiled faintly when he heard the words, waved his hands, and said, "It's okay."

"Doctor Zhao, I'm sorry, I also misunderstood you before."

The other doctors also apologized to Zhao Yifan one after another, because when Zhao Yifan pushed them aside from the operating table, these doctors were all unconvinced, and some even thought maliciously at that time, it is best to do something That's good!
But later, they realized that Zhao Yifan really didn't have any malicious intentions, he just wanted to stabilize the injuries of these wounded as soon as possible.

It's not for the limelight, or to look down on them.

"It's ok."

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and nodded to everyone.

"Doctor Zhao, what method did you use in the treatment just now, can you tell us about it?"

Zhao Xiaobo spoke to Zhao Yifan respectfully with an attitude of humbly asking for advice.

In fact, he is not the only one who has such an idea, but these western doctors all have such doubts in their hearts.

Just using a few silver needles to rescue seriously wounded people who are on the verge of death and who are seriously injured. If you can figure out the reason and master this technique, let alone the seriously wounded people who are sent to the hospital every year. It would reduce the death rate a lot.

Tang Yuntao saw the exhaustion on Zhao Yifan's face, and he quickly said to Zhao Xiaobo and the others: "Director Zhao, let's talk about this issue later, you all saw it just now, Doctor Zhao has always been a doctor since he came in. There is no rest, I have been busy all the time, and Dr. Zhao personally treated the lightly wounded outside. From the time the wounded were brought in until now, Dr. Zhao has not even breathed evenly. Let Dr. Zhao rest first. Let's take a moment, as for your questions, you can ask them later if you find a chance, how about it?"

Zhao Xiaobo suddenly became excited, with shame on his face, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry Professor Tang, Dr. Zhao, I forgot that Dr. Zhao hasn't rested all this time. I'm really sorry." He smiled apologetically at Zhao Yifan and said, "Dr. , you should go to rest now."

"Ah."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said, "I'm really tired, so I won't greet you for now. In addition, the injuries of these wounded are stable for the time being, but more observation is needed. You are all in this business too. Yes, I won’t say much, and I’ll leave the rest to you.”

"Good Doctor Zhao."

Zhao Xiaobo nodded again and again, and said naturally: "You can rest assured and leave it to us." After saying this, he saw Dean Feng standing next to him, and then he came back to his senses, and he was a little embarrassed again. You know, This is a hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, and Dean Feng is still standing by the side without saying a word. Isn't he overstepping the mark when he says such things?
However, Dean Feng didn't care about anything with him.

Everyone sent Zhao Yifan to the door of the emergency room, and as soon as they went out, they saw President Zhang who was waiting at the door.

"Doctor Zhao."

Seeing that Zhao Yifan and the others finally came out, President Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately asked hurriedly, "How is my old man?" He stared at Zhao Yifan closely, for fear of saying anything out of his mouth "My condolences" and the like.

"It's all right now."

Zhao Yifan dropped these words in a simple and clear manner, and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)