Medical road

Ouyang, with Zhang Fan and the directors of surgery at the city hospital, entered the surgery building with great vigor as if they had won a battle.

Before entering the ward, I heard seven or eight women cursing the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital like singing a play.

Without thinking about it, it is definitely the patient's seven aunts and eight aunts who accompanied the patient's mother to curse.

A woman was originally a weak animal, but once she became a mother.

No matter how well-mannered and temperamental mother, you slap her, she may be able to reason with you.

But once you hurt her child, you will definitely fight you desperately.

The patient's mother is uncomfortable. It is clearly the same disease, the same patient, and the same hospital, but the treatment results are very different.

Especially the dean of the Chinese Medicine Hospital boasted and accepted gifts from others.

Therefore, while contacting other hospitals, the patient's mother cursed the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital in front of the young nurse who came in for treatment.

When the door of the ward was opened, the gossip nurse was happily listening, and when she was about to join in and curse together, she turned her head to see that her dean's face was purple and purple.

The little girl swished quickly and ran away with the treatment tray.

Ouyang deliberately glanced at his former subordinates, now the dean of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, meaning: Take a look, look at your management level.

"You still have a face, look at my child's leg, ah, you quack, you are murder."

The patient's mother saw the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital as if she saw her enemy.

After cursing a few words, the patient's mother was stopped by her relatives because Ouyang stood there with a frosty expression.

Although he didn't say a word, his aura was definitely different from that of the cursed dean of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Moreover, the inverted triangle eyes are not easy to provoke.

The patient's father knew Ouyang, and when he saw Ouyang, he quickly pulled his wife.

"Ouyuan, hey, I'm sorry to trouble you, the child is going to get married, and the invitation for you is ready.

But now, hey!"

After speaking, the old man sighed again and again with downcast head.

Regarding the patient's family, Ouyang couldn't comment, looked at the people around him, and said: "Unrelated people please go out, we need to check the patient."

Talk coldly, without any emotion.

But the effect was absolutely good, and the patient's family hurried out of the ward.

This is Ouyang's strength, no matter what the situation is, Ouyang is here for the consultation.

If a little sympathy or approachable posture comes out, then there will be endless crying.

She is a doctor, not a judge, and she brings a group of surgical directors with her. The time of these directors is still very precious.

Now that the Chinese medicine hospital has been beaten in the face, and I have enough to show off, it is time to work.

After the family members went out, only the father and mother of the patient and the patient lying on the bed were left.

Zhang Fan looked at the patient lying on the bed. If he only looked at the upper body, there would be no abnormalities at all.

At most, the patient's expression is rather gloomy. After seeing many people entering the ward, the patient can't help tightening his quilt a little bit.

Really, it is completely subconscious. Normally speaking, a young man of twenty-five and sixty is when his personality reaches its peak.

It's always you looking at something, then try again.

But this young man had a feeling that made people feel very weak. The quilt could cover his lower body, but Zhang Fan could see the patient's full five or six centimeters bulging out a big bag at a glance.

The relatives all went out, and the doctors at the Chinese Medicine Hospital saw the experts from the city hospital come, and entered the ward one by one.

At the beginning of the consultation, Ouyang turned his head slightly and looked at the doctor behind him. He did not speak boldly, which meant: Go!

The directors of surgery looked at Zhang Fan in unison. Zhang Fan was not modest, nor was he modest.

No matter how modest he is in his current position, it is a bit disgusting.

Zhang Fan walked to the patient, smiled slightly, and Ouyang, who was standing next to Zhang Fan, curled his lips involuntarily!

But did not speak.

Some doctors at the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine knew Zhang Fan and some did not.

At this time, everyone who knew Zhang Fan took a step forward, hoping to see more clearly.

I don’t know Zhang Fan, I’m very curious, and I absolutely think: Who is this, so young!

However, no one speaks, consultation, whether inside or outside the hospital, is a very solemn matter.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, "I am a doctor from the Municipal People's Hospital, can I see it? Don't be nervous, just do a preliminary examination!"

The patient looked at his father. Before he could speak, he looked at Zhang Fan and nodded.

Although I don't know what the level of this doctor is, his look, his words, and his movements can give people a sense of stability.

Zhang Fan rubbed his hands to make his hands feel a little hot. Although it was early spring, the weather was still a bit cold.

Lifting the quilt gently, not only the doctor behind Zhang Fan, but even Ouyang couldn't help taking a breath.

However, Zhang Fan didn't change his face, not even the slight smile on his face changed a little bit.

This is Zhang Fan's ability to imitate his master. When in Blue Bird, Lu Lao saw any patient, no matter how serious or abrupt, the expression on the old man's face did not change at all.

Zhang Fan had practiced in front of the mirror many, many times, but it was useless. When he should be surprised, he would still be surprised.

In the end, Zhang Fan found that if he forced his smile on his face, he seemed to be able to control his expression no matter how surprised it was.

It is also helpless. This is probably a sequelae of selling instant noodles back then, so now Zhang Fan will stretch his smile in advance when encountering a nervous patient.

When the patient heard the surprise of the doctors, he was about to cover the quilt, but Zhang Fan held the quilt firmly with both hands.

Looking at him kindly, as if to say: Please believe me!

Looking, looking at Zhang Fan's eyes, looking at Zhang Fan's motionless smile.

The patient gave up the move of covering the quilt and began to cooperate slowly.

"Do you feel it?"

"Yes, it just feels tight."

"Does it sting?"

"Have!"

Zhang Fan pinched the patient's swollen footsteps, first felt the other person's skin temperature with the back of his hand, and then pressed it to feel the swelling.

Finally, I used the other end of the percussion hammer to prick the sharp end, and then carefully looked at the patient's expression.

To be honest, looking at the swelling of the patient's calf, Zhang Fan was not surprised, it was a lie.

Really, at this time, the patient's left lower extremity is like growing a particularly huge fleshy watermelon.

In this way, you may not realize the current state of the patient's left calf.

It was like the patient stepped on a brown-black pickle jar, which was about the size of a human head.

As a result, I tried too hard and I stepped on it with one foot, and then my foot penetrated the bottom of the brown-black ceramic altar.

Really, it's like a huge meat bump on the patient's calf.A spherical mass not much smaller than a basketball.

Moreover, this swelling, the character is particularly tough, it seems to be touching a piece of rubber in the hand.

When pressing down, Wei Wei can still feel the rebound.

And this kind of swelling gives a person a kind of quite responsive feeling.

For example, general swelling, boys probably have had it, naughty fights, and one fist rubbed his forehead.

Then an egg-sized blister on his forehead.

This kind of swelling can be regarded as swelling, and others will only find it ridiculous, but it will not feel like a swelling.

The swelling of the patient directly makes people feel that the diaphragm should respond.Just like a pretty young woman.

Temperament, figure, and demeanor are all top-notch. As soon as she raises her hand and frowns, her every move makes people feel mature beauty and mature charm.

Then you hurriedly stuffed your head into someone's neck to smell the charm of beauty.

As a result, the charm hasn't been smelled yet, but I saw a huge rich bag in front of me.

Then, he can definitely become a gentleman, and even take out a handkerchief to cover his mouth.

Really, Zhang Fan looked at the swollen calf of the patient in front of him, as if a hungry man saw a rich bag.

Definitely let you spit out lunch.

Is it disgusting?Speaking of it, it's actually just a huge meat bump.

However, this thing is a super diaphragm that people can feel.

After checking, Zhang Fan thought for a while, and said to the director of General Foreign Affairs, "Director Zhao, take a look."

"Okay!" Zhao Quanping nodded and took over Zhang Fan's inspection position.

This is Zhang Fan's attitude towards being a man. People who respect others are respected.

Has Zhang Fan diagnosed this disease? To be honest, Zhang Fan diagnosed it when he first saw it.

But after the examination, Zhang Fan didn't speak first, but asked other doctors behind him to come for the examination.

Is this Zhang Fan's clumsy?No, this is a level, or a style of life.

Ouyang came to the consultation in such a big posture.Yes, Zhang Fan's current surgical level is the first knife in the city hospital.

However, Zhang Fan would never take the diagnosis on his own after the examination, and then give everyone an order for treatment.

After finishing the inspection, Lao Zhao said to Zhang Fan, "Zhang Yuan, what do you think? Let's make a diagnosis!"

"Good!" Zhang Fan nodded lightly, glanced at Ouyang, and Ouyang nodded.

"Typical lymphedema causes swelling of the left calf. The operation must be performed as soon as possible. The longer the delay, the more severe the symptoms."

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, the patient's mother turned her head and had to fight the dean of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

The patient's father grabbed his wife.

"Zhang Yuan, I am XX. This is the first time we deal with each other. You don't know me, the European Academy knows me.

You can tell me, which hospital does this kind of surgery best, who does it best, and the child is still young, I can’t bet.

At the Chinese Medicine Hospital, they told me that there was no problem at all, but the more procrastinated, the more serious it became.

Don't blame me, if you are sentimental, you will show compassion to Zhang Yuan."

A sad look on the patient's father's face.

Ouyang was not happy anymore and wanted to speak.

Zhang Fan interrupted Ouyang's words for the first time.

Although the old lady was unwilling, it was Zhang Fan who interrupted her words, and she was reluctant to lose face when there were too many people.

If it was someone else, Ouyang might have broken out early, and would dare not let me speak, and turned you back.

"For now, the hospital in our country that performs the most such operations is the No. 9 Hospital of Magic City. As for who does the best, I really can't say."

Zhang Fan smiled and explained.

To tell the truth, this kind of surgery is a precision. In the past, Zhang Fan would still think that the big man was more accurate in his knife skills.

But now, if Zhang Fan is boasting, accurate, and on the accuracy of the sword technique, he said that he is the world's top three horses, and it is estimated that he can stand up.

However, he boasted that Zhang Fan couldn't do it, but if he wanted to say that others were more accurate, Zhang Fan couldn't say it.

and so……

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, Zhao Quanping spoke: "Lao Li, you can't find the temple door with a pig's head. The true god is in front of you, what are you asking about."

"Oh!" The patient's father was surprised, the director of General Wai, he knew him.

Everyone knows that at this time, it is still this kind of second treatment patient, no matter how courage the doctor is, he will not talk nonsense in front of so many people.

"Zhang Yuan..." The patient's father stammered, and he instantly understood, but what should I say.

At this moment, the patient's mother suddenly cried, "Wow!"

Immediately afterwards, the crying mother grabbed Zhang Fan’s two arms, “Dean Zhang, you can save the child. The child is about to get married. As a result, the subject saw the child’s legs and said nothing. The family regretted the marriage.

Dean Zhang, I knelt down for you, and the child's father was also anxious and got upset. Your adult does not remember the villain's fault."

His mother was about to kneel, and bluffing Zhang Fan hurriedly lifted the plump woman up.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, we..."

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's do a transfer. What a big thing, I cry and wipe away the tears."

The arrogant Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan obliquely, as if saying, "What a big deal, it's so rough!"

After finishing speaking, the old lady stepped on the little black shoes on the slope, and left.

Everyone took a look and quickly followed Ouyang, and the director of Puwai stayed to explain the transfer.

Zhang Fan walked to Ouyang quietly, "Dean, I just..."

"When you should be domineering, you must be domineering, awkwardly like a big girl.

Just like Lao Gao, others thought you were not good."

"Hehe!" Zhang Fan grinned at Ouyang with a smirk.

"Haha!" Ouyang Pi smiled and looked at Zhang Fan without a smile.

Although she hates Zhang Fan's Sunflower, she also likes Zhang Fan's character.

No matter how Ouyang slandered Lao Gao, Zhang Fan didn't answer a word or cooperate.

This is also a point of comfort for Ouyang.