Chapter 12 Relying on talent and pride

"you…"

As soon as Jiang Cheng uttered the words, the whole ward fell silent. Lu Yongchang was stunned for a moment and then his face turned livid. He is one of the best people in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine of the Central Hospital. He has always been regarded as the honored guest.

If he didn't want to earn some extra money to subsidize his life, Lu Yongchang wouldn't pay attention to a hospital of this level at all. The dean usually talks to him politely, but this wild boy who came out of nowhere dared to face him Tell him nonsense?

"Am I talking nonsense? Then I want to hear what you have to say."

Jiang Cheng didn't seem to notice Chen Hang's winking, but he just smiled lightly in the face of Lu Yongchang's questioning, and said: "Director Wang clearly still has hope of being cured, but you directly gave him a judgment to let him wait safely. Death, what is this nonsense?"

Hearing that there was still hope for a cure, the woman's gloomy eyes lit up immediately, like a person who lost his way in the desert and suddenly saw an oasis when he was desperate. The thought of living!

Having lived with her husband for so many years, seeing Lao Wang's official career still has further opportunities but being dragged to the brink of life and death by illness, she wanted to find a way to help her no matter what...

"impossible!"

Lu Yongchang was unwilling to deceive himself and others, and said decisively: "I have tried my best to treat Director Wang, but with little success. I have come into contact with many cases of this kind of patients. Could it be that I am not as accurate as you, a child? If you can’t afford the surgery, even if people from the heart disease hospitals in the provincial capital and Yanjing come, there’s nothing you can do about it!”

Mrs. Wang, who had just had some hope in her heart, became uneasy again when she heard the news. Dr. Lu dare not say that he is the best in the province in terms of heart medicine, but at least he has a good reputation outside the hospital after 20 years of practice. There is no reason to joke about his life and his own reputation. , To say that there is no help should be that there is really no help...

But she is unwilling to believe this completely. If Mr. Xiaojiang is telling the truth and there is a cure, but because of her suspicion and hesitation, her husband loses this last chance to survive, and she will be uneasy all her life!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang said solemnly: "Doctor Lu, let's first listen to Mr. Jiang's treatment method. If there is anything wrong, we can discuss it."

Lu Yongchang nodded with a blue face, while Jiang Cheng said leisurely: "There are not so many impossible things in the world. The reason why you think this is impossible is because your medical skills are not good enough. Don't judge the patient's life or death easily."

Without waiting for Lu Yongchang's reaction, Jiang Cheng turned to look at Chen Hang, and said, "Deputy Director Chen, please go to the pharmacy to buy a portion of aconite and a portion of cassia twig, about ten grams each."

Chen Hang heard that these two medicines looked like traditional Chinese medicine, and when he was about to ask about the specific effects, Lu Yongchang had already walked away: "I'll get it for you, and I'm waiting to learn Mr. Jiang's methods!"

At this moment, Chen Hang's expression became a little uneasy, and he smiled wryly: "This Doctor Lu is too arrogant, Mr. Jiang, don't take it to heart, after all, he has never seen your medical skills, so he will inevitably doubt..."

"It doesn't matter, the elites in every industry will be a little bit arrogant, it's inevitable."

Jiang Cheng shrugged indifferently, and added: "Unfortunately, when you are not yet an elite, you should be more humble and listen to other people's suggestions. It is not a good thing to be arrogant so early."

"Mr. Jiang is right..."

Chen Hang responded repeatedly, but the female driver curled her lips when she heard it. If Lu Yongchang said this to Jiang Cheng, it would still make people feel awkward. You, a young man in his twenties, would teach you a lesson. You are an expert at the Central Hospital, but you are the one who is most proud of your talents, right?

In fact, if Lu Yongchang hadn't labeled Jiang Cheng as a "charlatan" and "evil ways" as soon as he entered the door, he wouldn't be angry with such a stranger. What kind of expert and professor is capable of showing off but unable to save others? Jiang Cheng Today, I also want to lend it to Director Wang to treat his illness and teach Lu Yongchang, what is there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people...

About ten minutes later, Lu Yongchang came to the ward with an old doctor who also wore a white coat but was much thinner. Jiang Cheng wrinkled his nose. He could already smell the faint medicinal smell of aconite and cinnamon sticks. It originated from the two small paper bags in the hands of the old doctor.

"...Dean Fan?"

Mrs. Wang got up in surprise and greeted her. She didn't expect that Lu Yongchang would bring the dean along with him.

"You don't need to be so polite. I can't do anything about Director Wang's physical condition. I really can't stand Mrs. Wang's trust..."

Dean Fan sighed, greeted Chen Hang and the female driver again, and finally looked at Jiang Cheng, an unfamiliar face, and asked, "Is this the Mr. Jiang that Doctor Lu said?"

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng nodded calmly. Dean Fan stroked his beard and said slowly: "I am a Chinese medicine student. Although I am not very proficient, I also know that aconite is very poisonous. It can be used for the treatment of coronary heart disease patients in the middle age. A little bit, but Director Wang's physical foundation is in front of him, so it's not appropriate to use such a strong drug?"

"Aconite and Guizhi are just introductions, my main medicine is not them."

Jiang Cheng took the two small paper bags over involuntarily. Looking around, it was obvious that there were no special medicine pots and stoves in the ward. He simply used local materials to make do with an electric kettle that boiled hot water, and crushed the medicinal materials in the paper bags. poured it into the pot, then stretched out his hand to Chen Hang, who said blankly, "...what?"

"Cuiyuan Ointment, do you still have it with you?"

Chen Hang wanted to say that he didn't bring it, but he was obviously lying. He took out the small plastic bottle from his pocket with a tangled expression. After all, this was the key to his standing up for the rest of his life. To save Chief Wang, Chen Hang was unwilling to take it out.

"Don't worry, I have not only boiled this portion of Pei Yuan Ointment, but I will give you another portion later."

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng said angrily, and at the same time unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the Peiyuan ointment into the electric kettle, and soon rolled together with the two medicinal materials inside.

Looking at the sticky jelly in the pot, Mrs. Wang felt that she had no idea. She couldn't help looking at the two great doctors, Dean Fan and Lu Yongchang. However, neither of them could give an explanation. I recognize it, but what is "Peiyuan Paste"?It was still translucent at first, but it quickly turned gray-black after being mixed with two parts of Chinese medicine scraps and boiled, which was very unpleasant to look at.

Dean Fan's personality is not as strong as Lu Yongchang, but he still couldn't help but persuade him: "Mrs. Wang, taking medicine with unknown ingredients can easily cause problems. If Director Wang can take a good rest, at least he can spend the last part of his life." Time, but if the medicine is broken..."

Without going on, Lu Yongchang, who had been ashen-faced all the time, became more straightforward, and said, "You can try, but you must sign a letter of responsibility, lest this kid mess up and ruin the doctor's reputation."

As he was talking, Director Wang, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, suddenly gasped with pain in his heart. Everyone's expressions changed, and the angina pectoris broke out again. Could it be that the death-threatening myocardial infarction is coming so soon?

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