The strongest medical saint

Chapter 89

The next day Zhang Bufan went to work in the hospital as usual, and he also brought the gift he had bought for Zhao Xiaomeng.

Anyway, today is not Qixi Festival, so giving gifts will not cause ambiguity.

Zhang Bufan felt that there was nothing wrong with his expression, and he gave this pen to Zhao Xiaomeng because she had caused her trouble by helping him manage the mailbox for so long.

But Wang Xiaofeng was also the one who saw Zhang Bufan giving gifts, and at the same time he also saw that Zhang Bufan himself used a pen of a different color but the same style.

"Hey, if you talk about this matter, I can't understand you two." Wang Xiaofeng still hasn't figured out whether these two people can continue or not.

Zhang Bufan also confessed, but he was not so sure, he replied, "Everything depends on fate, what are you worried about here?"

Zhang Bufan's words made Wang Xiaofeng unable to answer, so Wang Xiaofeng had to give up resentfully.

But Zhao Xiaomeng at the nurse's station was not so lucky.

The pen is packaged in an exquisite gift box, and anyone who knows the product can immediately recognize that it is the brand of Lingmei.

"Xiaomeng, you are outstanding. Who knows you so well and gave you such a high-end pen?"

"Yes, yes, quickly contribute the pen and put it in our pen holder together."

The two nurses next to him booed and said.

Zhao Xiaomeng didn't listen to them either, but just put away the pen silently.

It was Zhang Bufan's first time giving her a gift. Thinking about it, it seemed that he gave it after asking himself, but she really liked it.

Zhao Xiaomeng still thought about how she helped Wu Jiangyue tease Zhang Bufan during the Qixi Festival yesterday, thinking about it, she felt a little sorry.

The gossip on the other side also reached Wu Jiangyue's ears early.

"Doctor Wu, I heard that Dr. Zhang gave the nurse surnamed Zhao a pen. The two of them still use a couple's pen. Didn't Dr. Zhang give you a gift on Qixi Festival?"

Hearing this voice was obviously provoking trouble, and Wu Jiangyue didn't intend to talk to her, but hearing her say that, she really felt a little uncomfortable.

It's just that Wu Jiangyue was very busy that day, and she didn't have time to argue with Zhang Bufan about the Qixi Festival gift, she only thought about settling accounts with him if there was a chance in the future.

After just one Qixi Festival, all kinds of gossip in the hospital became active.

Zhang Bufan didn't have time to gossip about these people anymore, because he needed to cure Liu Ailing's brother as soon as possible.

Next, Manager Song's daughter was still in line.

Zhang Bufan spent three days for Liu Ailing's brother, just to dredge the blood vessels and relax the whole body.

On the fourth day, Zhang Bufan started to use a little skill, and it took another two days for Liu Ailing's brother's leg to heal completely.

Unfortunately, on the seventh day, when Zhang Bufan was about to heal Liu Ailing's brother's leg, Jia Chenggong happened to appear in the ward.

"I heard that Dr. Zhang is going to cure this patient's leg within a few days. I asked the dean, and the dean said that Dr. Zhang's strength should not be underestimated, so I came to study."

This vain Chief Jia really didn't leave any good impression on Zhang Bufan, and when he saw him coming, Zhang Bufan didn't take him seriously.

He had already used up his skills, and then put away the needles in Liu Ailing's brother's legs.

Jia Chenggong smirked and looked at Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan didn't bother to talk to him, he pinched Liu Ailing's brother's leg, "How do you feel?"

I really felt sensation in my leg, brother Liu Ailing's first reaction was not pain but happiness.

"I'm really conscious."

Although his tone was calm, Zhang Bufan could see that the person lying on the hospital bed had tears in his eyes.

"Well, you may not need acupuncture treatment for the next few days. You can try to touch your legs to the ground, but you don't need to stand up or walk. After a few days of rehabilitation, you will You can walk normally."

While explaining, Zhang Bufan moved Liu Ailing's brother's legs under the bed, letting him try to touch the ground.

After there was no problem here, Zhang Bufan called the nurse and asked the nurse to continue to follow up the follow-up rehabilitation treatment.

When Zhang Bufan left the ward, Jia Chenggong also followed Zhang Bufan out of the ward.

In the corridor, Jia Chenggong smiled contemptuously, with a hint of disdain in his tone, "I have also studied Chinese medicine, but I see that the acupuncture points that Dr. Zhang just used are very common."

Obviously this is looking for trouble, I don't want to admit that I am inferior to others, and find fault in public in the corridor, of course Zhang Bufan doesn't want to start a fight.

"Really? It seems that Chief Jia's Chinese medicine skills must be very good, so I must humbly ask for advice in the future."

"Don't worry, I will answer any questions you have." This section chief surnamed Jia is really interesting. Give him half of the face, and he is really proud.

Zhang Bufan didn't reply, and hurried back to his office.

He will be off work soon, and he needs to contact Manager Song quickly so that he can send his daughter to the hospital tomorrow.

Zhang Bufan has Manager Song's contact information here. When he called, the phone suddenly became very noisy.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang, the situation has become a little..."

Before Manager Song could finish speaking, another very immature voice came from the phone.

"I don't want treatment, I don't get injections! I don't take medicine! I'm dead!" The voice sounded like Manager Song's daughter, and the girl's voice was obviously crying.

"What's the situation, Manager Song?" Zhang Bufan also became a little confused.

The father and daughter on the other end of the phone didn't come to a conclusion.

Zhang Bufan smiled awkwardly, and then suggested, "Is my little sister afraid of the hospital? It's okay, Manager Song, tell me your home address, I'll go there."

The quarrel on the other end of the phone finally stopped, and Manager Song also told Zhang Bufan the address of his home, and Zhang Bufan drove to Manager Song's home after get off work.

It's just that Manager Song was not at home when Zhang Bufan arrived.

Manager Song's nanny and daughter opened the door for Zhang Bufan.

After the nanny brought Zhang Bufanying in, she briefly talked to him, saying that Manager Song suddenly had an urgent meeting tonight, so he asked Zhang Bufan to communicate with his daughter first.

After finishing what Manager Song wanted to convey, the nanny went to the kitchen to cook.

"Look, this is my dad. He never cared what I needed." It was Manager Song's daughter who spoke, and Zhang Bufan thought the little girl was only five or six years old.

"My name is Song Yaqi. You don't have to look at me that way. I've always been sensible, but my father never spends as much time with me as my nanny."

Isn't this kind of situation very common in those rich families?Zhang Bufan also wanted to comfort the little girl, but he really couldn't understand the girl's mood.

"So you don't want to heal your hands, but you want Dad to spend more time with you." Children of this age really know how to play tricks, this should be a routine they all know.

The girl looked at her hands, and then at Zhang Bufan.

"I don't like the piano, why should I heal my hand to play the piano?"

Zhang Bufan was taken aback by this answer, he thought girls liked playing the piano.

But Zhang Bufan never hesitated on the issue of cure or death. .