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Zhang Chenfeng glanced at him, snatched the notebook from his hand, glanced carefully, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you haven't even checked the patient's condition, and you are about to infuse the patient now, isn't it a little hasty. "

"What do you mean I haven't even checked my condition!"

Doctor Fu said angrily.

"Do you know what the patient's illness is? If you don't know, you give the patient ceftazidime and Viyrin to reduce the inflammation? Does the patient need anti-inflammatory at all?" Zhang Chenfeng said coldly, "Since she is my Family members, then I naturally have the right to ask to be discharged from the hospital, and the infusion is naturally unnecessary."

"Zhang Chenfeng, Dr. Fu's medical skills are still very good, you have to trust him."

Tongtong still remembered Zhang Chenfeng's name, she hastily persuaded him kindly.

Zhang Chenfeng said with a smile: "Don't forget, my father is a Chinese medicine doctor, so I naturally understand her condition. I can cure this disease."

"Can you cure it?"

Tongtong stared blankly at Zhang Chenfeng, but she didn't expect Zhang Chenfeng to say such words.

Dr. Fu also looked at Zhang Chenfeng with a sneer, and said, "We are responsible to the patient for not allowing the patient to leave the hospital. If you want her to be discharged, then treat her now."

"Chinese medicine, hmph, Chinese medicine has been extinct for many years. Now is the era of Western medicine. You still use Chinese medicine. Can you compare with scientific equipment?!"

"Are you Chinese!" Zhang Chenfeng questioned, "A dignified Chinese actually looks down on the culture passed down from his ancestors. One of the essences of 5000-year civilization is Chinese medicine! Chinese medicine is great, and no one is allowed to question it. Yes, you can question your medical skills, but you cannot question Chinese medicine!"

Zhang Chenfeng feels very sad that a Chinese is not even willing to inherit and carry forward the culture of his ancestors. On the contrary, he promotes the rise of Western medicine in modern times.

This is exactly the case with Chinese medicine, and it has declined a little bit. As the successor of Chinese medicine, Zhang Chenfeng naturally cannot see the disappearance of Chinese medicine.

Seeing Dr. Fu's disdainful face, Zhang Chenfeng sneered and said, "Okay, since you don't believe me, then I'll treat you on the spot!"

At this time, three doctors suddenly walked in from outside. They seemed to have heard Zhang Chenfeng's quarrel, and they walked in to have a look.

"Expert Deng."

Tongtong and Dr. Fu shouted at the same time, the old man who took the lead was Deng Weimin, an expert from the People's Hospital.

Deng Weimin asked: "Who wants to use Chinese medicine to save lives?"

"Of course it's him."

Doctor Fu pointed at Zhang Chenfeng disdainfully.

Deng Weimin glanced at Zhang Chenfeng appreciatively, and said, "It's good if you have the heart, Xiao Fu, show the patient a good look."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside. Obviously, he didn't believe in Zhang Chenfeng's medical skills, because Zhang Chenfeng was too young.

The vast majority of people in the world choose to study Western medicine, not because Western medicine is fashionable, but because Western medicine is easier to learn, easier to use, and with more clinical practice, they can naturally become famous doctors.

But Chinese medicine is different. Chinese medicine requires not only the accumulation of theory, but also the accumulation of practice and medical experience. Young Chinese medicine practitioners often do not have any superb medical skills.

Therefore, when Deng Weimin saw Zhang Chenfeng's youth, he also praised Zhang Chenfeng and left, because he didn't believe that Zhang Chenfeng could be cured well.

Seeing that Deng Weimin was about to leave, Zhang Chenfeng hurriedly said: "Expert Deng, stay!"

Deng Weimin stopped in doubt, turned around and looked at Zhang Chenfeng, not understanding what else Zhang Chenfeng wanted to do, maybe he still wanted to show off.

Zhang Chenfeng said: "Please lend me your silver needle."

"you?"

Deng Weimin looked at Zhang Chenfeng, then at Ye Zilin who was unconscious on the hospital bed, shook his head and said, "You can't, I can't harm the patient."

Zhang Chenfeng sneered: "No wonder Chinese medicine has declined. People of the older generation don't trust young people, and dare not let young people do it. Let me ask, how can someone like you be called an expert? I'm afraid it's an intern Chinese medicine doctor under you. He’s just a child talking on paper!”

"You think highly of yourself, but what about your medical skills?! Can you cure her disease?!" Zhang Chenfeng pointed at Deng Weimin's nose and cursed, "If you can be cured today, I will give you a finger!"

"Boy! How are you talking!"

The students following Deng Weimin suddenly said angrily.

Deng Weimin looked at Zhang Chenfeng, his eyes flickering, and finally he said: "Okay! Just based on your words, I am going to give it a try today. I don't want you to point it out. If I am right, you just need to follow me." Just apologize."

"What if you're wrong?"

"At your disposal!"

In the ward, Deng Weimin sat by the bed, felt the pulse with his right hand, and closed his eyes slightly. After about a minute, he opened his eyes and said: "He is in a coma, his skin is dry and wrinkled, his lips are dry and unglamorous, his complexion is pale, or Flushed and hot body, sunken eyes and confused eyes, spontaneous sweating and cold skin, low breath, pale or crimson tongue, little moss, thready pulse or knots, should belong to the symptoms of death of yin.”

"But her ventral pontine lesions, basilar artery occlusion, should belong to locked-in syndrome." Dr. Fu next to her said, "I have checked her vital signs and nervous system, and it is indeed this symptom."

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Deng Weimin glared at Dr. Fu, took the prescription from his hand, looked at it carefully, and immediately his face became ugly.

boom!

Deng Weimin threw the notebook on the ground, blew his beard and stared and said, "Nonsense!"

Dr. Fu's face turned red, he didn't expect his judgment to be wrong. Judging by Deng Weimin's appearance, it seems that the mistake he made was very serious.

"It seems that your theory is still not solid enough. In the last half month, study the theory hard and don't go to the doctor!"

Deng Weimin said.

Dr. Fu blushed and looked at Deng Weimin, wanting to explain something, but he had no way to explain it. After all, Deng Weimin is an old Chinese doctor in the hospital, and his medical skills are superb, which he simply cannot compare with.

Besides, he is considered an ordinary doctor, how dare he talk back to an expert like Deng Weimin!

Tongtong looked at Zhang Chenfeng in surprise, he didn't expect that Zhang Chenfeng was right, it turned out that Zhang Chenfeng's medical skills were so powerful.

Dr. Fu seemed to feel the eyes of the two, and he didn't even bother to pick up the notebook on the ground, turned around and walked outside.

Deng Weimin looked at Zhang Chenfeng and said, "It seems that your theoretical knowledge is solid."

"It's a pity that your judgment is also wrong."

Zhang Chenfeng shook his head and said regretfully.

what!

Tongtong looked at Zhang Chenfeng in surprise, but Zhang Chenfeng dared to say that Deng Weimin's judgment was wrong!

You know, Deng Weimin is an expert!

"You are talking nonsense! How could our teacher be wrong!"

"You yellow-haired kid, your own medical skills are not good, and you falsely framed the teacher's medical skills."