Text Text_Chapter 664 Zhang An's attitude
In the operating room, doctors and nurses are still busy, and they will do their best to save every dying injured person, but if they can't save them, they won't have much turmoil in their hearts, after all, they are used to seeing this.
"The wounded's heart is on the verge of stopping, and in this case, there is no chance of success in 1 in 10,000, let alone 1 in 10,000. Zhang An wore a mask on his face and muttered to himself with a low expression.
"Try this. β
At this time, Ye Weimin approached, and at the same time opened the pot in his hand, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine filled the entire operating room in an instant, and several nurses subconsciously twisted their eyebrows and covered their noses.
"Nonsense. Zhang An waved his sleeves and said angrily, "Doctor Ye, this is the operating table of Western medicine, which is the field of science, hurry up and take away your dirty and smelly thing." β
Hearing this, Ye Weimin's expression couldn't help but reveal a burst of cold anger, "Dirty and smelly? This is a treasure precipitated by the thousands of years of history of the Chinese nation! I do not deny the great role of Western medicine, but to belittle one's own medicine for the sake of worshipping foreigners and flattering others is to forget one's ancestors! It is a beast!"
"Who do you say is a brute!" Zhang An's eyes burst out with a cold light, and he seemed to want to compete with Ye Weimin, but he was immediately stopped by a doctor beside him.
"As a doctor, no matter what the situation, you have to think about the patient first. Ye Weimin's hair was pale and dazzling, but he was not afraid of Zhang An at all, but continued to speak coldly, "Now that the injured person on the operating table is dying, if Dr. Zhang is still sure to save him, I promise that he will not say a word, and immediately apologize to Dr. Zhang." However, now that Dr. Zhang has no choice, why not try someone else's method?"
Zhang An's expression was cold, "I won't use this kind of dirt method." β
After a pause, Zhang An immediately looked at Ye Weimin coldly, "All in all, it is absolutely impossible for me to accept letting my patients drink Chinese medicine on the operating table, Ye Weimin, if you are still making trouble here, be careful to bear all the responsibility." β
"What do you mean...... Would you rather watch him die?" Ye Weimin grimaced, his eyes almost bursting with anger.
Zhang An snorted lightly, did not answer, but did not deny it.
"Dr. Zhang, I just want to tell you one thing. Ye Weimin's gaze was already full of disdain when he looked at Zhang An, "For you, the patient is someone else's family. But for thousands of doctors with medical ethics, patients are also their relatives. β
Zhang An's eyes showed anger, "Get out!"
"I'm going to have to hand feed him this medicine. Ye Weimin stepped forward, "Because, I also promised his relatives." β
"Stop!" Zhang An shouted angrily, seeing that Ye Weimin was already preparing to give medicine to the patient, he immediately shook his hand, immediately pulled down his mask, and said angrily, "I am the attending physician of this operating room, if you don't listen to me, you will bear the consequences." β
Ye Weimin still ignored Zhang An.
"Okay, if you insist on this, I won't do this operation. Zhang An walked directly to the side and looked at Ye Weimin coldly.
Ye Weimin raised his head and looked at Zhang An, his eyes were cold and angry, "Your medical ethics are simply zero." β
"Let me do it. β
At this time, a voice sounded, it was a doctor who had been standing next to Zhang An, who stood up at this time and took a deep breath, "No matter what happens, I can't watch the patient fall on the operating table without doing anything. Dr. Yip, if you want to give medicine to a patient, then please do it as soon as possible, I will continue to do my best to carry out this operation. β
"Okay!" Ye Weimin nodded loudly.
"Ke Haifan, you ......" At this time, Zhang An's eyes couldn't help but widen a little, pointed at the doctor, and immediately said angrily, "Ke Haifan, what do you mean by this? You are just my assistant, and you are not qualified to pick up that scalpel at all." Do you think that in this way, you will be able to take my place and take my place? I tell you, you are so naΓ―ve, do you know that your current actions are about to destroy your future as a doctor. β
"I'm sorry, Dr. Zhang. Ke Haifan's expression was extremely calm, "You are a doctor for the future, and I am a doctor for the patient." β
"It's a pity you don't have the ability. Zhang An spoke disdainfully.
Ke Haifan didn't pay attention to Zhang An, but glanced at a few people in the operating room, "For the next operation, if something happens, I, Ke Haifan, will take responsibility alone." Now, please do your part and do your best to save the sick. β
Several nurses looked at each other, and after a while, they all nodded.
At this time, Ye Weimin had already scooped up a small sip of potion to pry open Yinghang's mouth and carefully poured it into him.
"You ......," Zhang An shook his hand violently, "a bunch of stupid guys." β
No one paid any attention to Zhang An anymore.
Zhang An felt that his face couldn't hang up directly, he was the attending physician of the surgery, and he was even more famous. The operating room, which was his immediate domain, has now lost all his position.
"Ke Haifan, Ye Weimin, you ...... It's just nonsense!" Zhang An shouted angrily, "I must go to the dean's to complain about you, you will see." With that, Zhang An simply shook his hand and walked out of the operating room.
The doors to the operating room are closed.
"It's Dr. Zhang. Ying Zheng and the others in the corridor immediately saw Zhang An, and Ying Zheng hurriedly strode up, and said anxiously, "Doctor Zhang, how is my brother now? Didn't Doctor Ye just go in not long ago......?"
"Ye Weimin was invited by you?" Zhang An looked at him coldly and won.
I couldn't help but be stunned when I won, "What's wrong?"
"Then you don't need to ask me, from now on, what happens in the operating room has nothing to do with me, Zhang An. Zhang An turned around directly, ignoring the shouts of victory, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Dad, this ...... Dr. Zhang, what does this mean?"
Ying Zheng's expression was extremely serious, and he shook his head gently, "No matter what, what we can do now is just wait." Hopefully, your Goji people have their own natural appearance. β
"Mr. Win, don't worry. Luo Feng looked confident, "As long as Yinghang takes that medicinal soup in time, he will definitely be fine." β
"Are you so confident?" Xiao Yao, the nurse on the side, couldn't help but open her mouth and asked, "What kind of medicinal soup is that?"
Luo Feng smiled, "Huatuo Nine Flavor Immortal Soup." β
"Hua Tuo Nine Flavor Immortal Soup?" Xiao Yao was stunned, "It's such a strange name, but I haven't heard of it." β
Luo Feng smiled lightly.
In today's world, how many people can know Huatuo Nine Flavor Immortal Soup?
"We're just waiting for good news. β
Yingzheng father and son breathed deeply, trying to calm their emotions, and their hearts did not stop praying for a moment.