The sick and weak boss relies on me to reach the pinnacle of life

The director of the hospital stood there in a daze and didn't speak for a long while. The vice president saw him standing there like a wooden stake, and waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Just keep an eye on that Xie Qingtang for the past few days." Now, as long as she doesn't kill anyone, she can do other things as she pleases."

"When she retreats from the difficulties and realizes that she has only so little ability and there is no way to cure the patient infected by the plague, let her open her mouth to plead with the hospital. This will reflect the value of our western medicine, you know? ?”

When he said this, the deputy dean had a calculating expression on his face. Deep down in his heart, he still felt that western medicine treatment was better than traditional Chinese medicine treatment.

If the director of the hospital hadn't sought help from all parties, and the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine had responded most positively, their hospital would not have accepted the batch of Chinese medicine practitioners from the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Having said that, the director of the hospital had no choice but to nod, sighed in his heart, and left the office. He had tried his best to prevent Xie Qingtang from going to treat the patient alone because he knew that the patient was a critically ill patient and the situation was very critical.

Thinking that a girl who is only in her early 20s bears so much pressure, if something happens, it will be a nightmare for a lifetime, so the director of the hospital stopped Xie Qingtang.

But what he didn't expect was that Xie Qingtang was finally allowed to take over the burden, and the vice president still had such dark thoughts behind his back. The director of the hospital thought about it, then gritted his teeth, and came to the door of cousin Aben's ward.

At this time in the ward, Xie Qingtang was wearing a protective suit but exposed her hands, and felt for cousin Aben's pulse, her brows knit into a knot.

"How is Dr. Xie, can my son be saved?" Aunt Aben stood beside him very nervously, seeing Xie Qingtang's uneasy face, she raised her heart tightly, and rubbed her hands together tightly, pitifully Parents all over the world.

Even though the middle-aged woman in front of her doesn't care about her daughter-in-law, she has exhausted her heart for her son. Xie Qingtang glanced at her indifferently, put down the arm of cousin Aben, walked to the side, picked up the Medical history.

In this medical record, all his illnesses since he was hospitalized were recorded. Xie Qingtang looked at it carefully, and it turned out that Ah Ben's cousin was called Kang Hui.

At the beginning, Kang Hui only had a slight fever, and because he was traveling, he didn't take it seriously. He just took antipyretics and continued to travel outside. Later, when the epidemic broke out, this caused Ah Aunt Ben's attention.

Afterwards, Kang Hui was isolated in a hotel by personnel from relevant departments, but his fever became more and more serious, and finally accompanied by vomiting and diarrhea.

Coupled with the spread of the epidemic, his abnormality was noticed by the staff in the hospital, and he was rushed to the hospital for systematic treatment. But at that time, he had already been confirmed to be infected with the plague, and his condition became more and more serious. He was then taken to the intensive care unit and is now in a coma.

After reading the medical records, Xie Qingtang frowned slightly. Kang Hui turned out to be the most seriously ill patient she had taken care of during this period, even worse than the patients in the three wards she took care of before.

"Well, what medicinal materials are needed, I'll prepare them now." Yan Ji stood firmly on Xie Qingtang's side, although seeing her ugly face, he also knew that she already knew it.

Xie Qingtang nodded, turned to Yan Ji and said, "Prepare Baizhi Huiyuan soup."

"Thank you doctor, my son can be saved, right?" Hearing what Xie Qingtang said, Aunt Aben hurried over and asked, grabbing her hand nervously and anxiously.

Xie Qingtang nodded lightly, and comforted her a few words: "Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to treat your son, now you go out first, just wait outside, don't disturb us to save your son."

"Okay, I'll listen to Dr. Xie and you." Aunt Aben didn't dare to delay here, and left the ward directly, while Xie Qingtang and Yan Ji took over Kang Hui's treatment.

After the people in the hospital found out about this, most of the Western doctors took the attitude of watching the excitement, thinking how could Xie Qingtang, a young doctor from the Chinese Medicine Association, be able to support a patient with such a serious condition?
What's more, for such a long time, although they have tried their best to treat each of these critically ill patients that their hospital has taken over, in the end, their condition will become more and more serious, and then they will die.

Although the doctors in the hospital hope that the critically ill patients can gradually recover, everyone's body immunity is different, and Chinese medicine is slow to take effect, so everyone expressed sympathy for Kang Hui in the intensive care unit look.

These gazes fell on Xie Qingtang's eyes, which made her heart agitated a little. She took a deep breath and tried her best to block out these external factors.

"Doctor Xie, no matter what happens, no matter what you need, I will stand by your side unswervingly, so you don't need to worry about other people, just do your job well." Yan Ji keenly said Sensing Xie Qingtang's strangeness, he turned his head and said to her seriously.

Xie Qingtang nodded, and took the silver needles to give Kang Hui acupuncture and moxibustion very seriously. After about 10 minutes, Kang Hui, who had been unconscious for a long time, woke up in surprise. He opened his eyes blankly. With blue eyes, he stared blankly ahead.

"Kang Hui, can you see me now? Can you hear me? Can you concentrate?" Xie Qingtang tentatively stretched out her hand, shaking it in front of Kang Hui, trying to give him his attention. Lead over.

Kang Hui's head slowly shifted, looked in her direction, and then nodded weakly, which made Xie Qingtang finally heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Just wake up, as long as he wakes up, there is still hope. "

While he was saying this, the boiled Chinese medicine had already been delivered over there, and Xie Qingtang hurriedly brought it over and fed it to Kang Hui. After drinking the Chinese medicine, Kang Hui seemed to have finally regained a little consciousness and recognized her.

"Doctor Xie, why are you here?" Kang Hui said in a low voice, still very weak, but he had already recognized Xie Qingtang, with surprise and surprise in his tone.

Xie Qingtang nodded, and said to him seriously: "Yes, I am here, and now I am your attending doctor. Your wife just gave birth to a son for you, so live on."