Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Xie He Hospital.

Zhang Jianjun went to each ward to check on the conditions of the injured workers and the diagnosis certificates given to them by the doctors.

Huang Tinglong and Yan Rui accompanied him throughout the process.

Return to Huang Tinglong's office.

"Jianjun, how are you? If you can cure it, then cure it. If you can't cure it, don't force it to avoid medical accidents!"

Huang Tinglong said earnestly that he was afraid that Zhang Jianjun was young and impetuous, which would result in a medical accident. That would be troublesome and he would have to take the blame!

Yan Rui smiled and said, "Young man, if you can't do it, don't try to show off. There are so many doctors in Peking Union Medical College, but they are not as good as you?"

Zhang Jianjun shook his head. "You two, I said yesterday that everyone has their own specializations and everyone has their own priorities. My area of ​​expertise may be different from others."

Then he continued, "I've read your medical reports. Among the more than 30 wounded, more than a dozen with minor injuries have already returned home."

"There are still 20 people in the hospital, 10 of whom have suffered extensive burns. The current treatment is not very effective and the condition of the injured is not good. Human skin has the function of breathing. If a large area of ​​the human body is burned and skin grafting cannot be performed in time, there will be only one result in the end!"

"There are still seven people who are at risk of amputation. In some of them, the bones are visible!"

"The last three are the three seriously injured. One is blind, one has severe facial burns and disfigurement, and one has severe chest burns. He can only sustain life now!"

Huang Tinglong couldn't help but admire him. It was not easy to quickly browse the cases and wards in one morning and grasp all the situations clearly! "

Yan Rui smiled strangely: "Then please, Comrade Jianjun, we all know these conditions, do you have any treatment methods?"

Huang Tinglong also looked at Zhang Jianjun with anticipation.

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said: "What we can do now is to remove the dead flesh and let them grow new skin to fill the gaps. However, those who are blind will definitely not be able to recover their sight, as their eyeballs are severely damaged."

Yan Rui looked Zhang Jianjun up and down.

"Huh, you can do that? That's easy to say!"

Huang Tinglong looked at Zhang Jianjun expectantly: "Jianjun, if you can really cure it, that would be great!"

Zhang Jianjun sat steadily and said, "I wonder if Dean Yan's bet still counts?"

Yan Rui smiled contemptuously and said, "Of course, as long as you can do what you said, my position as vice president will be yours! President Huang can testify to this!"

Zhang Jianjun shook his head and said, "President Yan, you make it sound too easy. Union Hospital is not yours. You can't just give the position of vice president to anyone you want."

Yan Rui was speechless for a moment. It was indeed true. The appointment of a vice president was not a decision that could be made by him or Huang Tinglong. However, things had come to this point, and he could not lose face in front of a young boy.

"As long as you can do this, I will definitely resign from my position as vice president and fully recommend you to my superiors."

He looked at Huang Tinglong as he spoke.

Huang Tinglong was helpless. His old partner must have some brain problems. He could only nod and say, "Jianjun, I will recommend you to my superiors. If they disagree, then PUMC will give you the same treatment as the vice president."

In other words, even if Zhang Jianjun could not become vice president, Union Medical College would still give him the treatment of vice president. Huang Tinglong still had this power and did not need the consent of his superiors at all.

Zhang Jianjun nodded: "In that case, I will start. Let's start with the seriously injured!"

Arrived at the intensive care unit.

Three seriously injured people were seen lying on the bed, with various tubes and instruments inserted into their bodies, and they were in a coma.

Zhang Jianjun changed his clothes, walked into the intensive care unit, and carefully examined the conditions of the three seriously injured patients. The situation was not optimistic.

He first walked to the bedside of the injured person with a disfigured face. His face was wrapped in bandages and his current appearance could not be seen at all. He gently removed the bandages on his face.

The face revealed was truly scary; cheekbones could be seen in some places and teeth could be seen on both sides of the face.

Fortunately, his eyes were saved, but his face was severely disfigured, with a crooked mouth and nose!

The skin looked like wrinkled old bark, and there were all kinds of liquids stuck to it, and it was obvious that the wound had not yet scabbed over!

Zhang Jianjun took out the Black Jade Ointment, applied it to the wound according to the instructions, and then wrapped the wound with a new bandage.

Then he did the same to the other two seriously injured soldiers, and finally wrapped them all with bandages.

When he came out, three hours had passed and Zhang Jianjun was sweating. He was the only one who was operating the whole process.

Everyone else was outside looking in through the glass, especially Yan Rui, who had a look of disdain on his face. He had no idea what the black medicine Zhang Jianjun took out was, and he didn't believe it could have any magical effects.

Zhang Jianjun said to Huang Tinglong, "It will be effective in 24 hours! But I have used up too much energy today, so the rest of you can come and treat me tomorrow!"

Huang Tinglong nodded: "Jianjun, are you sure?"

Zhang Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "I'm not 100% sure, but I'm still 50% to 60% sure!"

Yan Rui sneered: "That's amazing. You only have 50% to 60% chance of success. If something happens to the injured, you will be held responsible!"

Zhang Jianjun stared at Yan Rui. Would this guy attack the wounded and then frame him?

Thinking of this, he looked Yan Rui up and down. He had to be on guard against others. He couldn't go back today and had to stay here.

"Director Huang, I will be on duty here today and I will check on the conditions of the injured at any time!"

Huang Tinglong nodded: "Jianjun, you are really a kind-hearted doctor. You are so responsible to your patients. You are a role model for us doctors!"

Yan Rui snorted, "Then I'll leave and come back tomorrow to see the results!"

"Hey, Old Yan!"

Huang Tinglong called out for a long time, but Yan Rui didn't even turn his head.

He looked at Zhang Jianjun awkwardly: "Jianjun, don't mind it, Lao Yan is like this, as long as you can do it, he will definitely be convinced!"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "President Huang, there's no need to say more. We'll just have to see the results tomorrow!"

Zhang Jianjun, who was on duty at night, turned on the stealth mode to see if anyone would come to cause trouble.

He sat in the corner like the surveillance camera, staring at the door of the ward.

As a result, nothing happened that night.

The next day, Zhang Jianjun, who had not slept all night, appeared in front of Huang Tinglong with swollen eyes.

"Jianjun, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jianjun waved his hand and yawned: "It's okay, Dean Huang, I haven't slept all night!"

Yan Rui showed a hint of admiration on his face: "Great job!"

Zhang Jianjun looked at him in surprise. Can this guy speak human language?