Chapter 239: Poisoned

"However, I was already off work and was planning to go to dinner with my friends," Murphy explained. ”

The little nurse said helplessly: "Dean Ma asked you to go by name, and I can't help it." The patient is in the intensive care unit on the second floor, I went over first, and you changed your clothes and followed! ”

Nima's dead fat man, so many nurses in the hospital don't need it, but let people come over and call Mo Fei, who has already gotten off work, this is purely to find fault!

Mo Fei spread his hands and said embarrassedly to the Thunder Blade: "Human life is at stake, even if it is obvious to give me small shoes to wear, I can't help but go." I'm sorry, I was going to go out to dinner with you at noon, do you think I made this happen? ”

"I don't blame you, I blame me, I blame me for being too impulsive just now." Thunder Blade waved his hand and said to Mo Fei, "I'll go with you, if that's all it takes, then that's it, if that dead fat man dares to make things difficult for you, I will definitely get justice for you." ”

When he first came back, Thunderblade deliberately restrained his temper in order to enjoy a peaceful life. And now after a period of life, Lei Blade finds that sometimes the more polite he is, the more arrogant the other party is, and the easier it is to kick his nose in the face, so he should make a move.

Behind the thunder blade, there is the power of the Canglong Gang and Zhou Dayong's line, but he will not be afraid of Ma Yuming.

"Okay!" Murphy nodded lightly and walked towards the intensive care unit with the Thunderblade.

There was indeed a young man living in the intensive care unit, who had a persistent low-grade fever and some dark spots on his body, and had been in a coma for five hours since this morning, but did not need any surgery.

Ma Yuming looked at the unconscious young man on the bed, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes. He had never seen this strange disease before, and he didn't want to accept this patient in his heart, but because of the noble status of this patient, the president insisted that he, the vice president, be in charge to show the hospital's attention.

"Dean Ma, what now? We have given him many antibiotics, but it still has no effect at all, and I am worried that if he is in a coma for a long time, it will cause the patient's organs to fail. Xia Wen, director of the Department of Dermatology, reported to Ma Yuming with a calm face.

As an expert in dermatology, Xia Wen still has a deep study of clinical treatment of skin, but he repeatedly and carefully looked at the spots on the patient's body, and still could not determine what kind of spots they were, let alone what kind of drugs were used to treat them.

Ma Yuming's heart sank, knowing that the patient in front of him had a special identity, if the treatment was good, it would be a great achievement, but if something went wrong in the treatment, it might be seriously affected, and it was even possible to lose the dean's hat.

Ma Yuming weighed it in his heart, and said slowly: "Give him another injection, if there is no improvement within an hour, then apply to the dean to let him transfer to the hospital." ”

As soon as the application for transfer is issued, it is equivalent to telling peers and patients that he, Ma Yuming and even the entire Rongcheng Central Hospital, are not capable of solving this disease, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face and a show of weakness to his peers.

Ma Yuming didn't want to do this, but he had to do it at this time. Although the transfer hospital slapped himself in the face, at least he did not have to take the risk of death. If this patient really died in the hospital, then the responsibility is great!

"The dean is here!"

Geng Ji, the president of the Central Hospital, is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and he can sit in the position of president because of his superb medical skills and outstanding business ability, and his reputation is very good in the medical field. It's just that he didn't expect to survive until retirement, but the above gave him such a problem, which made him in a dilemma.

"Old horse, do you have any good ideas?" Although Geng Ji was not very satisfied with the style of his deputy, he still trusted his medical skills very much, so he let him take command.

Ma Yuming shook his head and said to Geng Ji: "Dean, I have tried many antibiotics, but none of them have worked, I'm afraid ......"

"Western medicine is not good, but what about Chinese medicine? Have you ever tried to use Chinese medicine? Geng Ji thought of his old profession and couldn't help asking.

Ma Yuming glanced at Geng Ji and said lightly: "I came from a Western medicine background, and I don't know much about Chinese medicine. Dean, you are an expert in this area, why don't you consult with us personally? With you in person, I think there will be a turnaround. ”

Hearing Ma Yuming's words, Geng Ji's face suddenly sank.

Although Ma Yuming's words were respectful, everyone could hear that he was shirking his responsibility! Seeing that this disease is difficult to treat, I want to put the responsibility on myself and let myself take full responsibility.

Ma Yuming didn't care whether Geng Ji's face was ugly or not, and then said, "Dean, if you find it tricky, then let him transfer to the hospital!" Places like Beijing, Jiangsu and Shanghai have better medical conditions and are more conducive to the treatment of patients. ”

Geng Ji held back the anger in his heart and said, "Dean Ma, please see if the situation is good." Not to mention whether other hospitals will accept this patient, even if they are willing to accept it, there is no way to guarantee the safety of the patient on the way! In case the patient has any advantages and shortcomings on the way, is this responsibility for you or me? ”

Ma Yuming also felt angry in his heart when he heard this, and said in his heart that you are afraid that the patient will die and trouble you, am I not afraid that the patient will die in the intensive care unit and come to me for trouble?

However, Ma Yuming still couldn't help but dare not get angry at Geng Ji, and said coldly: "Dean, I just suggested it just now, you can not adopt it at all, but I, Ma someone, am not skilled in medicine, and I can't cure this patient's disease, so I ask you to ask Gao Ming." ”

"Ma Yuming, are you going to take the burden?" Geng Ji's old face was wrinkled, and he asked Ma Yuming in a deep voice.

"I can't do it!" Ma Yuming ignored Geng Ji's anger and said lightly.

At a critical time, he will not be afraid of Geng Ji, anyway, Geng Ji will retire in two years. Besides, if this patient really has three strengths and two weaknesses, it is difficult to say whether Geng Ji can keep the position of dean, and if he doesn't do well, he will retire early.

In Ma Yuming's philosophy, it is believed that whoever has milk is the mother! For the sake of an outdated leader like Geng Ji to take responsibility, Ma Yuming would not do such a thing.

"Good, good, good! You don't want to take it over, do you? Then I'll let someone else take over. After Geng Ji said this, he set his eyes on the other deans and department heads.

Everyone else is a human spirit, knowing that the patient has an incurable disease, so naturally they will not take over this hot potato, seeing Geng Ji's gaze, he hurriedly turned his head to the side, pretending not to see it, and Geng Ji was so angry that he blew his beard.

"Good, good, good! Since none of you are willing to take over, then I will take charge myself. I don't believe that the wind and the waves have passed through, and I will fall in this gutter. Geng Ji said excitedly.

The corners of Ma Yuming's mouth lifted lightly, and a sneer of contempt was hooked, but he didn't say anything.

……

Mo Fei changed into a white coat and came to the door of the intensive care unit, seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, he hurriedly swallowed back what he wanted to say, stayed quietly beside him, and looked at the leaders present with blinking eyes.

Maybe Mo Fei was too good-looking, even if Mo Fei stood there quietly and didn't speak, Ma Yuming and other leaders still found her.

A cold look flashed in Ma Yuming's eyes, and he said to Mo Fei: "Mo Fei, you came just in time!" Dean Geng wants to consult with the patient, and you go over to help. ”

As soon as he heard this, Geng Ji suddenly became angry, and shouted at Ma Yuming: "Ma Yuming, you have to figure out who is the dean here!" If I want to hire a dean, do you still need you to arrange it? ”

In officialdom, the most taboo thing is to exceed authority and not be able to distinguish the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Although hospitals are not as strict as officialdom, there are basic boundaries.

Ma Yuming, the deputy position, actually arranged personnel for Geng Ji, the leader, undoubtedly made a big taboo, and was scolded by Geng Ji like this, and suddenly his old face turned red, knowing that he was eager for revenge and made a big mistake, although he was very unhappy with Geng Ji in his heart, he didn't dare to refute anything, and hurriedly explained to Geng Ji: "Dean Geng, I didn't mean that, I saw that Mo Fei was excited and had a good brain, so I recommended it to you." ”

Seeing that Ma Yuming was soft, Geng Ji didn't hold on to it, waved his hand, and said: "This patient has a special identity, and the leaders of the city have repeatedly greeted us, asking us to attach great importance to it, and take out the ability to press the bottom of the box, and be sure to cure this patient." Now, when you see that this disease is incurable, you want to retreat, and this fear of difficulty is very bad. ”

As soon as they heard Geng Ji's official tone, the people present suddenly quieted down. Even Ma Yuming didn't intervene at this time.

Geng Ji then said: "Since Dean Ma feels that he is powerless, then I will be personally responsible for this patient, and the relevant departments will do specific work, and I will immediately consult the patient's situation again!" You, you, you, leave an eye on the patient's physical changes, and the others follow me to the conference room. ”

Geng Ji left Mo Fei and two nurses to monitor the patient's condition, and walked towards the conference room with Ma Yuming and the others, wanting to establish a treatment plan as soon as possible. Even if the patient dies in the central hospital at the end of the year, the above can come up with a basis to reduce some responsibility.

However, as soon as Geng Ji took two steps, a nurse's shout came from behind him.

"Hey, you can't go in, you can't go in!"

Geng Ji turned his head to look at the intensive care unit, and when he saw a young man actually walking in, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, stop him!" If something really goes wrong, then our hospital is really in trouble. ”

"Stop him, don't let him run in!"

"Someone, stop him!"

"Gotta stop him!"

It's too late, it's too late!

When they reacted, Lei Blade had already pushed away the nurse at the door, broke into the intensive care unit, ignored the obstruction of the people outside, closed the door and walked to the patient's bed, stared intently at the patient lying on the bed for a while, and then reached out and took off his hospital gown, carefully knocked on the spots on his body, and sighed heavily for a long time: "Sure enough, I guessed it!" This person did not have a skin disease at all, but a kind of poison. ”