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"Um!"
Lin Ran nodded and wanted to go.
"Dean, what is the origin of the patient? What makes you take it so seriously?"
Fu Hao came up and asked.
"Deputy director, why are you here? Has Lin Ran's entry procedures been completed?"
Dean Yang asked.
"Umit's done, it's done."
Fu Hao's face was embarrassed. I dare say that Dean Yang didn't see him at all just now, but his size must be because of Lin Ran.
Fu Hao felt more dissatisfied with Lin Ran in his heart.
"Dean, what kind of patient is it? I might be able to help."
Fu Hao smiled and said that a patient who can be valued by the dean must have an extraordinary background. If he can perform well, the position of the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not easy to grab.
Such a good opportunity, how could such an old fox be willing to miss it.
"Well, then you come here together. The patient has a special status, and there is no way not to talk nonsense."
Dean Yang reminded, and immediately took Lin Ran and the two to the exclusive ward.
The exclusive ward is the highest-standard ward in Tamkang Hospital. It generally receives all kinds of leaders, celebrities and rich second generations, etc., and people with special identities.
The ward was surrounded by a large group of doctors and nurses, including Fu Hao and Dean Yang who had just arrived.
Lin Ran scanned around, and found that these people at least had the signboard of a certain department director or deputy director on their chests, but he didn't have a signboard, and he even borrowed his white coat from others halfway.
On weekdays, these people are experts and well-known doctors in the hospital. They are well-known, and the appointment numbers can be queued up to one month later.
At this time, they gathered here, but each of them frowned, like eggplant beaten by frost, and remained silent.
On the hospital bed, lay a middle-aged man in his early thirties, with his left leg curled up, his expression tense, and his brows furrowed, as if enduring pain.
"Dean Yang, how is Master Song doing? Have you discussed a treatment plan?"
Secretary Li asked in a deep voice with a serious expression.
On the hospital bed was Song Yujiang, the elder Qingtian of Tamjiang City.
"Secretary Li, we have checked Mr. Song's condition. The diagnosis is varicose veins. This disease is not difficult, but your request!"
Dean Yang was a little embarrassed.
"I have no choice. We have to report to work tomorrow. How can the legs go like this? Even if it can't be cured temporarily, at least the disease should be suppressed so that the patient can walk normally. After the report is over, comprehensive treatment will be carried out. "
Secretary Li said, Dean Yang nodded, turned around and said.
"You all heard it, hold a consultation quickly, and come up with a treatment plan within an hour!"
After the words fell, none of the experts and famous doctors moved, Dean Yang sighed in his heart.
As the dean, he is not clear about the disease of varicose veins. This disease can only be treated slowly, and it cannot be cured quickly.
"Dean, you also know about the disease of varicose veins. If you want to get the patient out of bed and walk, you can only inject analgesics."
A chief doctor stood up and said.
"no!"
Dean Yang directly refused.
"The analgesic injection is effective for a while, but it takes two or three days to report to work. Do you have to take it every day? Do you want to get back after the incident!"
"But Dean, there is no other way but this, a few hours is too short!"
The chief physician wondered, and then he seemed to think of something and said.
"By the way, Dean, you can ask Deputy Director Fu Hao to try it. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to promoting blood circulation. Massage may have a miraculous effect."
"That's right!" The other doctors quickly agreed.
Dean Yang looked at Fu Hao and asked.
"Director Fu, do you have a solution?"
Fu Hao really wants to say, I have it! But he didn't dare to say that the patient was Mr. Song, and he wouldn't dare to act recklessly if he had ten guts.
"Dean, the root of Chinese medicine is to treat both symptoms and root causes. This process is longer than Western medicine. With the development of Chinese medicine, massage and massage have been separated into separate systems. II don't know how to massage and massage!"
Fu Hao's face was burning hot, and he regretted it even more in his heart.
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"Trash! If you can't help it, just say it can't be helped. Is it useful to talk so much? What you are delaying now is the treatment time of Master Qingtian!"
Dean Yang shouted coldly.
Fu Hao was too frightened to speak, but his heart was full of anger and hatred, and his thoughts turned quickly.
You should be complacent first, this time you can't look down on Mr. Song's illness, and your position as the dean will not be guaranteed. Then it will be my chance to take over the position. When I become the dean, there are plenty of ways to deal with you.
Thinking of this, Fu Hao suddenly thought of Lin Ran. This kid confronted him just now and even preached to him. He had been holding back his anger for a long time, and now he just took this opportunity to deal with this kid.
Moreover, if Lin Ran can't be cured as well, Master Song can still cure Dean Yang of the crime of favoritism and fraud in a fit of anger, that will kill two birds with one stone, and he will reap the benefits of the fisherman.
"Dean, why don't you let Lin Ran try it. He is the chief physician of the Chinese medicine department that you hired out of the ordinary. He must have a way."
Fu Hao said with a smile.
Dean Yang couldn't tell, Fu Hao wanted to push Lin Ran into the fire pit. As the deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he couldn't help it. Lin Ran, a fresh graduate, could do nothing.
Even with excellent acupuncture techniques, it is impossible to cure varicose veins within a few hours.
The other doctors looked like mirrors in their hearts, and looked at Lin Ran with sympathy in their eyes.
Lin Ran's expression didn't change at all, he was as calm as water, and they couldn't help but sigh secretly. It seemed that this kid had nothing to do, he was just pretending to be calm.
Seeing that Lin Ran didn't say a word, Yard Yang shook his head with disappointment on his face.
Just when he was about to give up and let it go, Lin Ran spoke.
"Dean, I can cure this disease!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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