0p0 Chapter 389 Still Boasting
Chapter 389 Still Boasting
In the emergency room, as soon as Qiao Yuhui entered, the doctors gathered around him, respectfully reporting the patient's condition. "Where's the brain CT scan? I want to see it." Qiao Yuhui walked directly to the bedside and said to the reclining Mr. Yan without further ado.
"Here's the film, Professor Qiao." A doctor handed over the film.
"We suspect the cause of the coma may be a blockage somewhere in the brain," a doctor added.
Qiao Yuhui took the film, examined it carefully, and frowned: "No, that's not the problem."
"Not here?" The other doctors were stunned, but since Professor Qiao said so, they had no choice but to believe it.
"Please describe the patient's symptoms and all relevant data in detail." Qiao Yu would stare intently at the film, thinking to himself, this wasn't just a chance to save a life, but also a chance to prove the superiority of Western medicine over Traditional Chinese Medicine. If he could successfully treat Mr. Yan, he could decisively counter those who questioned Western medicine!
"Okay, report right away." Several doctors began to get busy.
As he listened to the report, Qiao Yuhui's brow furrowed, gradually realizing that Mr. Yan's condition might not be brain-related. "Could it be as that old man said?" Qiao Yuhui walked to the bedside, carefully observing the patient's reaction, his heart growing heavier.
"The heart rate is dropping, take immediate action!" "Prepare for an adrenaline injection!" The atmosphere in the rescue room was tense.
Meanwhile, outside in the waiting area, Yan Lao San anxiously told his brothers, "In this situation, Chinese medicine is completely useless."
"We appreciate Li Shengshou's kindness, but now is not the time to use traditional Chinese medicine. We cannot risk our father's life." Another relative echoed.
"Nonsense! How can Chinese medicine be unreliable?" Li Shengshou finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward. "Chinese medicine has a long and profound history. How can you underestimate it?"
"Traditional Chinese Medicine? Humph, who would still believe in those so-called Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners these days?" Yan Lao San sneered, "Aren't those fortune-tellers setting up stalls on the street just charlatans?"
"You...how can you slander traditional Chinese medicine like this!" Li Shengshou pointed at Yan Laosan angrily, almost speechless.
Suddenly, a loud slap broke the silence.
"If you continue to speak rudely, you will bear the consequences." Lin Fan slowly withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Please respect every profession, especially those dedicated to saving lives."
"You...you dare to hit me!" Yan Laosan covered his face, his eyes full of anger.
"Come here, teach him a lesson!" Several people in black suits immediately stood up.
"Wait!" At this time, the door of the emergency room opened and Qiao Yuhui walked out. "Now is not the time to argue. What we need is unity and to face difficulties together."
"Everyone stand back!"
The eldest brother of the Yan family gave a stern order.
"Brother, he hit me!"
The third brother shouted aggrievedly.
"you deserve it!"
The eldest brother glared at him.
"I invited Uncle Li here, how dare you stop him? What do you mean?"
"Brother, we are doing this for father's own good."
The second brother explained with a frown.
"For father's own good? Humph, I'll settle the score with you later!"
After the eldest brother finished speaking, he quickly walked in front of Lin Fan.
"Mr. Lin, you are here too."
"Huh? Have we met?"
Lin Fan was very surprised.
Not only him, but also Li Shengshou and the Yan family were very surprised.
"I had the honor of meeting you at the Zhao family banquet."
The eldest brother was very respectful.
"Please save my father."
"The Zhao family? Oh, that banquet?"
"Yes, I gave you my business card and left my contact information."
“Oh, there were too many people that day, I didn’t remember.”
"It's okay, I'm glad you came."
The eldest brother shook his head and continued.
"I just called Mr. Zhao, and he said he couldn't reach you. I didn't expect you to come here."
He really didn't expect to meet Lin Fan in such a situation.
"Mr. Zhao called me?"
Lin Fan checked his phone and found that there were indeed several missed calls.
"My phone was on silent, so I didn't notice."
"Yan Ming, you know my master! That's great! Tell them to make way and let my master go save your father!"
Li Shengshou said hurriedly.
"Master?"
The eldest brother was stunned for a moment, but saving people was the most important thing and he didn't have time to ask more questions.
"Mr. Lin, please."
"Okay, for the sake of Li Shengshou, I'll go in and take a look."
Lin Fan said as he looked towards his third brother.
"If I saved your father, you have to apologize to Li Shengshou and the Chinese medicine doctor!"
The third brother covered his face and dared not speak.
Just as I was about to enter the emergency room, the door suddenly opened.
Doctor Qiao came out with a serious expression: "We have tried our best..."
"What did you say? My father..."
The eldest brother's body shook and his face changed suddenly.
"He's dead?"
Li Shengshou also became excited and grabbed Dr. Qiao's arm tightly.
"Yes, the heart stopped beating."
Dr. Qiao broke free and nodded.
"You...didn't I tell you not to mess around?"
Li Shengshou asked angrily.
"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't do anything! His heart stopped beating due to respiratory failure... When I went in, I found that his condition didn't seem to be a brain problem. This happened before we could take further action."
"Old man..."
The women of the Yan family burst into tears, their cries shaking the sky.
The two brothers of the Yan family could not hide their sorrow, and silently thought in their hearts: Is the old man really gone?
"Brother Yan..." Li Shengshou had no intention of arguing with Qiao Yuhui. He leaned outside the emergency room door, tears in his eyes.
"He left after all?"
Jiang Li, who was far away, heard the crying and her heart sank.
Although she had never met Mr. Yan before, she felt sad at this moment.
She looked at Lin Fan's back and wondered, if he had gone in earlier, would the old man have been saved?
Maybe there is hope?
"Why are you crying like a lost dog? Be quiet."
Suddenly, an abrupt voice interrupted.
"It's such a mess here, how can I save him? His heart just stopped beating, just get it beating again."
"Mr. Lin, you..."
The head of the Yan family looked at Lin Fan with anticipation.
"Yes, you have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Please hurry up and save my father."
Li Shengshou also reacted and held Lin Fan's hand tightly: "Master, please save him quickly."
"Why worry? Now that I'm here, he won't die."
Lin Fan spoke in a calm tone.
"Even if he has passed away, as long as I take action, even the King of Hell will make amends and release him."
"..."
Those who didn't know Lin Fan thought his words were too exaggerated.
At this time, you are still bragging!
If Boss Yan hadn't been there, the Yan brothers would have probably wanted to teach him a lesson long ago.
Jiang Li looked at Lin Fan with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Can he really do it?
"No, the person is dead, this is impossible!"