Chapter 225 Small Test of Medical Skills

Huang Shiguang laughed "haha" and said sarcastically: "You dare to see a doctor only a few days after you entered the hospital? I think you are out of your mind, right? All the directors can't figure it out, but you can see it? What do you say?" If you die within half an hour, you will not be able to save the gods, I think you are talking nonsense to scare the patients!"

Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged. The best way to deal with a clown like Huang Shiguang is to ignore him. He just nodded to Director Ma.

Director Ma knew that Zhang Jun's vision was always accurate, so he gave Huang Shiguang a cold look, then turned his face and asked politely: "Xiao Zhang, what do you think is the cause of Director Dong's disease?"

Zhang Jun had already felt the pulse before, and then looked through the other party's body. He could clearly see that the abdominal pain of the other party was due to embolism of the superior mesenteric artery caused by arteriosclerosis, which caused the abdominal pain.

"Arterial embolism, if not treated in time, the thrombus will cause visceral ischemic necrosis, and no one will be able to save it at that time," he said.

Director Ma was taken aback, and quickly said to the doctor beside him, "Quick! Send it to the CT room immediately!"

"Slow down!" The fat doctor in the Department of Gastroenterology stopped Director Ma, and shouted, "Old Ma, it's fine for him to be a little intern talking nonsense, why are you making noise like that? Go up and feel the pulse for a while and you'll know the cause. Then why do we need our hospital? Why don’t we all go to study Chinese medicine!”

Director Ma frowned and said, "Director Yang, Xiao Zhang has a good background in Chinese medicine, so it's not unusual for him to be able to tell. Moreover, Director Dong's clinical symptoms are indeed similar to arterial embolism. We can easily judge it by doing auxiliary examinations."

Director Yang sneered: "Strange things happen every year, especially this year! Director Ma, this little intern is really right. I, Yang Qiuzhi, will write my name upside down in the future!"

"Stop arguing!" Several officials were very annoyed, "I don't care about other things, you must cure our director's illness immediately!"

Director Ma hurriedly said: "Based on my observation, it is better to do a blood test first to see if there is a possibility of acute enteritis. If it is not enteritis, it may also be acute abdominal pain caused by intestinal spasm."

Zhang Jun was furious. This guy surnamed Yang was too arrogant and arrogant. If something happened to the patient, he might be the first to shirk responsibility. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Director Yang, if your judgment is wrong, do you dare to be responsible to the patient?"

During the questioning, he took out a recording pen and pressed the recording button on Director Yang's mouth. The latter's face changed, and he said angrily: "What are you doing? What are you going to do? I am seeing a doctor according to the procedure. Why are you not responsible? Are you mentally ill?"

Zhang Jun shook his head and said contemptuously: "You dare not take responsibility, I dare! I will cure this patient!"

The rest of the doctors also felt that what happened today was a bit unbelievable. An intern doctor dared to challenge the chief physician, and even dared to take responsibility.

Director Yang sneered: "You take responsibility? Can you bear it? Who do you think you are, Dean?"

Zhang Jun didn't want to waste time, so he walked up to a doctor, stretched out his hand and grabbed the pulse gate of the other person, and tapped his fingers lightly.

The other party was taken aback, but did not break free from his wrist, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to treat me too?"

For about half a minute, Zhang Jun said calmly: "You have undergone an appendectomy, and your liver is not very good. It should be alcoholic liver disease. Your left third rib was broken when you were ten years old. In addition, your rhinitis is very serious. You need to treat it quickly. One cure."

As soon as this conclusion came out, the doctor was stunned and stood there motionless, as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhang Jun ignored him, went over to grab the second person's veins, held it for half a minute, and said, "You have old stomach problems, right? You also have moderate varicose veins on both legs, and pulpitis on the lower left first molar. Get timely treatment. Also don’t smoke anymore, your bronchial condition is very bad, and if you continue to smoke, it will lead to bronchial inflammation, which is difficult to cure.”

The second person was equally astonished, and he asked in amazement, "You know everything?"

Zhang Jun ignored him, and grabbed the veins of an old doctor in his sixties. After probing, he frowned slightly and said, "You have a problem with your prostate, is it difficult to even ### now?"

The old Chinese doctor nodded again and again, and said excitedly: "Great national doctor! You have the means of a great national doctor!" His expression was like that of a believer seeing the coming of a true god, and his breathing became short of breath, as if he was about to die.

After showing these three people Zhang Jun, he said coldly: "Whether I can be cured, whether I will see a doctor, the three of you must have a good idea, right?"

The three people who were checked by Zhang Jun were the director of the urology department, the director of intestinal science, and a senior doctor of traditional Chinese medicine in the hospital. The faults of the three of them were precisely mentioned by Zhang Jun just now, which shocked them very much.

You must know that even their relatives may not know about these problems, so Zhang Jun absolutely did not investigate these situations in advance, and he did not have time to investigate. Undoubtedly, all three of them admired Zhang Jun's methods and believed that he was a master of medicine. .

"Xiao Zhang, I believe you!" The director of the urology department was the first to say, with a very serious tone.

The director of the bowel department said: "I believe it too, let's do an examination immediately."

Director Yang's face was as ugly as it was. He realized that he might have met a real person today, and his previous performance was too gaffe. But out of saving face, he still sneered and said, "I think you've all been deceived by this kid! He must have investigated it a long time ago, it's nothing special."

At the moment when the results came out, Huang Shiguang's complexion was even uglier than Director Yang's. It felt as if someone had slapped his face a few times and lost all face. At the same time, he was very unwilling, and couldn't figure out how Zhang Jun, a layman with no medical major, could have such superb medical skills?

After the results came out, Director Ma said: "According to the current situation, the effect of thrombolytic therapy is not great. It seems that surgery is the only option."

When Director Dong on the bed heard that surgery was needed, he said weakly: "It's just a stomachache, there is no need for surgery..."

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "It's okay without surgery, let me try."

Director Yang, who had been depressed all the time, regained his energy. He laughed "haha" and said, "What a joke! I've never heard of any other way to cure this kind of coldness other than surgery!"

Zhang Jun glanced at him coldly, and said, "If you don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist; if you know, it may not be correct." After finishing speaking, he walked to the side of Director Dong's bed, motioned him to lie on the bed, and put the Put your palms together on the back of your head.

Director Dong had seen Zhang Jun's ability just now, and he had great trust in his medical skills. He also heard that the disease could be cured without surgery, so he quickly followed suit.

The five fingers of Zhang Jun's right palm lightly pressed Director Dong's back waist, and began to treat him with nine strengths of medicine. He has seen Hua Buyi use the method of treating blood clots many times, and he has tried it several times, and he has never missed it.

The inner strength surged out, penetrated into the body surface, and accurately hit the thrombus. The first wave of strength is "disintegration strength", under this strength, the thrombus is shattered into many small pieces. The effect of disintegration energy is equivalent to that of a hospital's stone crusher.

Then, he used "He He Jin" again. Under the action of this strength, all the thrombus fragments did not flow away with the blood. Otherwise, these small fragments will enter the tiny blood vessels, causing embolism of the terminal vessels, resulting in local necrosis of the organs.

Afterwards, breaking force, disintegration force, and shock force were used in series, and many tiny fragments became smaller and smaller under the impact of force, and finally reached the molecular level. Such tiny fragments can already be swallowed up by the phagocytes in the blood, and will no longer cause adverse effects on the human body.

The whole process took more than half an hour. When he straightened up, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he said with a smile: "Director Dong, your illness has recovered, and you should rest well when you go back."

In fact, Director Dong didn't feel any pain during Zhang Jun's treatment. He just turned over and sat up from the hospital bed, walked around the bed for a few steps, and then said with a surprised face: "It's really good!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, what kind of medical skill is this? Simply amazing!

The old Chinese doctor asked excitedly: "Xiao...Xiao Zhang, who is your teacher?"

Zhang Jun didn't want to reveal his identity, so he casually said, "His family name is Ye."

Strictly speaking, Ye Xian is indeed his master, and half of his medical skills come from Ye Xian.

Unexpectedly, the old Chinese doctor was horrified when he heard it, and shouted: "No wonder! It turned out to be Ye Yixian's disciple. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Zhang Jun was very surprised. He didn't expect the old Chinese doctor to know about Ye Xian, and he couldn't help but regret disclosing this information, so he said, "I hope you don't publicize my identity."

The old Chinese doctor nodded again and again: "I understand, I understand! I will definitely not say too much." Then he asked expectantly, "Xiao Zhang... the genius doctor, can I treat you to dinner someday?"

Zhang Jun knew the mood of the old Chinese doctor, so he must have many difficult questions to ask himself. He is not a person who cherishes himself with a broom, and said with a smile: "Of course."

Everyone didn't understand what the two were talking about, but they all had to admit that Zhang Jun's superb medical skills were simply miraculous.

Director Yang is regretful now, he knows what it means for Zhang Jun to have such a great ability. He is simply a golden signboard, a money-making machine, worth more than all the directors of the hospital combined. Offending such a young man with unlimited potential and great ability is simply the biggest mistake in his life!

Annoyed in his heart, he couldn't help venting his anger on Huang Shiguang, turned around and scolded angrily: "Huang Shiguang! Are you blind? You don't even know your classmates? Are you still mocking his low level? What are you? No You can't even compare to a single hair? You are trash! Scum! The scum of human beings! Ask me to go away!"