Chapter 3 You don’t deserve to be a doctor

"Put the child on the hospital bed quickly and get first aid immediately."

Hearing that the matter was told by the top leader of the Municipal Health Bureau, Xie Haitao did not dare to neglect at all and asked the middle-aged man to put the little boy on the ICU bed.

Seeing that the little boy's face was livid, his breathing was rapid, he had fallen into a coma, and his condition was very bad, Ye Bufan didn't say anything more.

The matter of medicine expenses will be settled sooner or later, so there is no rush.

Xie Haitao asked while examining the little boy: "How did the child get sick?"

The middle-aged man said: "My son was fine when he was out of school, but after a while he said he felt unwell. He soon developed a fever, and the fever was extremely serious, and then he fell into a coma."

After the examination, Xie Haitao said: "Don't worry, it's just a common cold, but the fever is a bit severe. I'll give him some antipyretics now, and he will be fine soon."

Because he didn't know the relationship between the other party and Director Zhou, he spoke extremely politely.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, please excuse me, doctor."

Xie Haitao took the antipyretic medicine prepared by Zhang Xiaoman and was about to inject it into the little boy.

Ye Bufan shook his head and said: "He doesn't have a cold at all. If you use the anti-fever injection, it will make the condition worse."

"What do you know? Do you treat the disease or do I? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Having just been exposed for his dirty deeds, Xie Haitao had been holding back a lot of anger, but he immediately let it out.

After speaking, he picked up the syringe and injected an antipyretic medicine into the little boy himself.

As time went by, a trace of blood slowly appeared on the little boy's face, and it seemed that the pain had lessened a lot.

Xie Haitao said with a complacent look on his face: "You see, I told you it was just a small cold, nothing happened."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Xie is worthy of being the director, and his medical skills are excellent."

But at this moment, the little boy's immature face suddenly became distorted, his limbs began to twitch, his mouth kept foaming, and the bedside instrument made a piercing sound.

Blood pressure drops, heartbeat slows down rapidly, and life seems to be in danger at any time.

The middle-aged man immediately shouted nervously: "Doctor, what's going on? What's wrong with my son?"

Xie Haitao was also shocked. According to his diagnosis, the little boy had a common cold. How could this happen suddenly?

The middle-aged man shouted anxiously: "Doctor, please think of a solution quickly, I only have one son!"

"I……"

Xie Haitao was at a loss for a moment. He couldn't do it at all.

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If you know what is going on, how can you figure it out?

Seeing that the little boy's condition was getting more and more critical, the middle-aged man yelled angrily: "You quack doctor, my son has a shortcoming and you have to pay for it with his life!"

"Let me do it."

Ye Bufan has obtained the inheritance of ancient medicine, so he cannot ignore death.

He came to the hospital bed and said: "I told you that you were wrong. This is not a cold at all, but poisoning."

After speaking, he took out the silver needles from his pocket and pierced the little boy's chest one by one.

"What are you doing?" Xie Haitao was about to step forward to stop him, but suddenly his heart moved. He stopped and shouted: "If you interfere with my treatment of patients, you will be responsible for any consequences!"

Seeing that this little boy is about to die, if he really kills people, not only will he not be able to keep his title as director, but he may also have to go to jail.

But things are different now, and we can completely push this responsibility away.

Ye Bufan ignored it at all and continued to give the little boy acupuncture to drive away the poison.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the tails of these silver needles tremble slightly after they are inserted into the acupuncture points, as if there is some power to make them vibrate.

The middle-aged man asked: "Is this also the doctor in your emergency room?"

Xie Haitao said: "He is not a doctor, he is just a family member of the patient.

Originally, I could cure this disease, but now that he has made it like this, it has nothing to do with me. "

The middle-aged man jumped up immediately: "What qualifications do you, a family member of a patient, have to treat my son..."

He said that he was about to come over and fight, but suddenly he found that the little boy's twitching limbs stopped, and he stopped foaming at the mouth. His face slowly turned rosy, and even the monitoring equipment on the bedside returned to normal.

"What...what is going on?"

Everyone was stunned, especially Xie Haitao. He thought Ye Bufan cured Ouyang Lan by mistake, but he didn't expect that even the little boy was saved.

In any case, no one was killed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man asked: "Little miracle doctor, what is my son's disease?"

Ye Bufan said: "He is infected with some kind of virus. Has he been in contact with unclean things recently, such as mice or other animals that carry a lot of germs?"

The middle-aged man said: "Probably not. He didn't go out today and has been in school."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Bufan took out a silver needle and pricked the little boy's two index fingers, squeezed out two drops of black blood from the fingers, and dripped into the trash can next to him.

Then he counted all the silver needles

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Withdrawing it, the little boy opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, looking around with a blank expression.

Seeing that his son woke up, the middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise: "Miracle doctor, what a miracle doctor!"

Ye Bufan said: "I have drained out the poisonous blood. If I go back and drink some mung bean water, I will be completely fine. Never let your children come into contact with those unclean wild animals in the future."

"Little miracle doctor, thank you for saving my son!" The middle-aged man took out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills and stuffed them into Ye Bufan's hand. "Little miracle doctor, thank you!"

Ye Bufan was not polite and took the money and gave it to Ouyang Lan.

This is the rule of the ancient medical school. The fee for consultation depends on the circumstances. Even if the other party gives you a mountain of gold, it is not too much, and even if you don't give a penny, it is not too little.

Ouyang Lan still hasn't come to his senses yet. Why did his son become a miracle doctor after he fell ill once? So much money was made in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man carried the little boy on his back, turned around and spat harshly at Xie Haitao, "A quack doctor, you're still a chief doctor, bullshit!"

Xie Haitao was suffocated and angry. He looked at Ye Bufan and shouted, "Are you a doctor? Who asked you to treat diseases?"

"Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Ye Bufan said, "A person like you who has neither medical ethics nor medical skills is really not worthy of being a doctor."

"I want you to take care of it. You are practicing medicine illegally. Believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you."

While Xie Haitao was talking, Director of the Health Bureau Zhou Yongliang and Director of Jiangnan Hospital Ma Haidong walked in from the door.

Seeing the leader coming, he threatened in a low voice: "Boy, please shut up. Illegal medical practice is a serious crime. You will be imprisoned for at least five or six years. I will help you deal with it now."

After saying that, he ran over with a flattering look on his face: "Director Zhou and Dean Ma, the two leaders are here."

Zhou Yongliang asked: "Where is the patient I assigned? Is he here?"

Xie Haitao said: "Are you talking about the child with a fever? I have cured him and just left our place."

As he spoke, he felt relieved. It seemed that the little boy's father did not have a direct conversation with Director Zhou, so it would be easier to handle.

Zhou Yongliang asked with a surprised look on his face: "Did you cure it?"

He knew Xie Haitao, but his impression was that he was just an ordinary chief physician, and he did not realize how superb his medical skills were.

"Yes, Director Zhou, I cured it."

As Xie Haitao spoke, he turned back and gave Ye Bufan a warning look.

Seeing how shameless this guy was, Ye Bufan was about to step forward to expose him, but was stopped by Ouyang Lan.

She knew that her son did not have a medical qualification certificate and would be in trouble if he really entered the public security bureau.