Chapter 12: Prepare for the funeral
Ye Bufan looked back and saw a girl in her 20s standing in front of the door. She had a delicate face, a tall figure, and a ponytail on her head. She had a heroic air.
"What are you doing? Don't you know that my grandfather is a seriously ill patient and cannot be touched casually?"
The girl walked in with an angry face. She was He Tianqi's daughter and He Changqing's granddaughter He Shuangshuang.
He Shuangshuang has a very stubborn temper. He originally studied in country M for three years, but after returning, he did not join the company according to the family's arrangement. Instead, he was admitted to the Public Security Bureau and became a policeman. He is now the deputy captain of the Criminal Police Team.
"Shuangshuang, why are you back?" He Tianqi stepped forward and said, "This is Dr. Ye Bufan, here to treat your grandfather."
"How old is he to treat my grandfather? Has he graduated from medical school?"
Seeing that Ye Bufan was younger than himself, a look of contempt flashed across He Shuangshuang's face, obviously not taking him seriously.
He Tianqi said with some embarrassment: "Shuangshuang, be polite, Dr. Ye is a Chinese medicine doctor."
"Chinese medicine? What a joke. Chinese medicine is inherently unreliable, let alone such a young Chinese medicine practitioner."
He Shuangshuang received Western education since childhood and returned from studying in country M, so he had no regard for traditional Chinese medicine.
She added, "Dad, let me introduce to you. This is Dr. Gao Haisheng, a cardiopulmonary expert invited by my friend from the imperial capital."
Only then did He Tianqi see a middle-aged doctor in his forties standing in front of the door. Behind him were four or five assistants in white coats, carrying various medical equipment in their hands.
He Shuangshuang continued: "Dr. Gao is a doctor who studied in country M. He is the leading internal medicine expert in the imperial capital. He has unique research in cardiopulmonary medicine and has published twenty or thirty papers in magazines sponsored by the World Medical Association.
Just a few days ago, Dr. Gao has received an invitation from the World Medical Association and will soon become a member there.
This time Dr. Gao turned down a lot of work and came to see Grandpa during his busy schedule. "
Hearing the other party's series of titles, He Tianqi quickly stepped forward and said, "Dr. Gao, thank you for your hard work."
Gao Haisheng nodded proudly, and then said: "As long as I am here for the old man's disease, he doesn't need to find other doctors, especially those who don't know the so-called traditional Chinese medicine. Those things like grass roots and rotten tree bark can cure the disease." ?"
Hearing this, Ye Bufan's face immediately darkened.
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It’s okay if you like to show off, I won’t say anything, but there is no need for you to slander Chinese medicine.
Cao Xinghua's face also became extremely ugly. People like him who have devoted their lives to Chinese medicine naturally cannot accept that other people look down on Chinese medicine.
He Shuangshuang didn't care about the expressions of the two of them at all. He turned to Gao Haisheng and said, "Doctor Gao, I leave my grandfather's illness to you."
"Don't worry, I will definitely provide the old man with the most advanced treatment in the world."
After speaking, Gao Haisheng asked his assistants to take out various medical instruments and began to perform various examinations on He Changqing.
He Tianqi looked at Cao Xinghua and Ye Bufan with some embarrassment, "Uncle Cao, I'm sorry, you also know this girl's temper. She doesn't care about what she says. Don't take it to heart.
You two take a rest first, and then you can ask my father to diagnose his illness after they have finished their work. "
These words were very polite, but everyone could see that between Gao Haisheng and Ye Bufan, he chose the former.
"Since someone is treating the old man, let's go back first."
Ye Bufan obtained the inheritance of ancient medicine. Although his purpose is to save the world and save people, a doctor has the dignity of a doctor and never seeks to treat people.
Since the He family didn't trust him, there was no need for him to stay here.
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but was held back by Cao Xinghua.
"Xiaoye, don't leave in a hurry. According to the old man, these people will definitely not be able to cure Lao He.
These days, Old He has also seen many experts and professors of Western medicine, but those people have nothing to do, and they will have to trouble Brother Ye to take action later. "
He was also very dissatisfied with the He family's performance, but he couldn't care less about the life and death of his old friends.
Ye Bufan said: "Mr. Cao, it's not that I don't want to give you face. I always rely on fate when seeing a doctor. I have never been in the habit of asking for medical treatment."
Cao Xinghua said: "Xiaoye, if we leave, it will mean that Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine, which will make those people even more proud.
What we should do most now is to cure Lao He, use our medical skills to slap them in the face, and make Chinese medicine proud and proud. "
His words touched Ye Bufan. Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine is in decline. As the inheritor of ancient medicine, we should really do something for traditional Chinese medicine.
Aren’t you, Gao Haisheng, awesome? Not an expert in Western medicine? Isn’t it famous throughout China? Then I will slap you in the face today and show you
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What is real ancient Chinese medicine.
Thinking of this, he stopped leaving and stayed with Cao Xinghua.
He Tianqi was very surprised by Cao Xinghua's attitude towards Ye Bufan. He didn't know what virtues and abilities this young man had that made Mr. Cao value him so much.
Gao Haisheng, with his assistants, completed one inspection after another for He Changqing, and finally the report sheets were collected into his hands.
Looking at the test results in his hand, his frown deepened.
He Shuangshuang said nervously: "Doctor Gao, how is my grandfather's condition? Is there any hope?"
Gao Haisheng sighed, shook his head and said, "I am already seriously ill, so hurry up and prepare for the funeral."
He Shuangshuang asked eagerly: "What? Doctor Gao, can't you think of another way?"
She had the best relationship with her grandfather, so naturally she didn't want to see Mr. He leave just now.
He Tianqi also said nervously: "Yes, Doctor Gao, you are an expert in cardiopulmonary disease, you must think of a way.
As long as my father can be cured, our He family is willing to bear it no matter what the price. "
Gao Haisheng shook his head and said: "I'm really sorry. It's true that I am an expert, but I can't cure all diseases.
The old man's illness has been delayed for too long, coupled with his old age and reduced body functions, there is nothing he can do even if the gods come, so he should prepare for the funeral. "
He Tianqi and He Shuangshuang both looked disappointed. From the bottom of their hearts, neither of them wanted to see this result.
At this time, I heard someone next to me say: "Is this your expert in Western medicine? After studying in China for so many years, do you only learn to tell the patient's family how to prepare for the funeral?"
The one who spoke was naturally Ye Bufan. He was indeed dissatisfied with Gao Haisheng's approach. He had just spoken such nonsense that no one could look down upon him, as if he was a miracle doctor.
In the end, there is nothing you can do to turn around and tell people that they can only prepare for funeral arrangements. What kind of doctor is this?
"Boy, what are you talking about?"
As an internal medicine expert in the imperial capital, Gao Haisheng always flatters everyone wherever he goes. When has he ever been reprimanded like this?
He said angrily: "Doctors are not God. Not all diseases can be cured. The patient's condition is serious. It's not that I am incompetent. No one can cure it."
Ye Bufan sneered: "No one can be cured? Who gave you the courage to say such a thing? Can you represent the doctors in the world?"
