Chapter 8

Director Zhao was very clear about ye Shulan's intention, waved to let Dr. Wang leave, and then took out Shen MuQing's medical record and asked President Zhou to organize expert consultation to come up with a feasible treatment plan.

President Zhou is already in his fifties, and his mind is gradually becoming active. He wants to go further before retirement to see if he can enter the Administrative Establishment and retire with the iron rice bowl of the Health Bureau. Naturally, he fully cooperates with Director Zhao's requirements.

The cardiothoracic surgery of Changjiang hospital is also one of the best in China. Huang Guangwei, director, is also a famous surgical knife.

With Director Zhao's Shangfang sword, director Zhou immediately contacted all cardiologists in Ninghai for expert consultation overnight.

Director Zhao knew Ye Shulan's identity. He wanted to go further. This was the best chance to please. He immediately pushed away countless entertainment and personally stayed up late to attend the consultation.

After all, no one dared not sell director Zhao's face.

Even some retired old cardiologists were invited. At Ye Shulan's request, several leaders in the field of traditional Chinese medicine came.

The meeting room is wide enough to be fully occupied in less than two hours. The lowest experts present are also deputy chief doctors, most of whom are chief doctors.

Any hospital is the treasure of the town hospital. President Zhou's mouth watered when he saw it and wanted to take the opportunity to dig some, but director Zhao was eyeing like a Bodhisattva and could only start the consultation with a little greeting.

In order to facilitate the experts to understand the condition, Shen MuQing's previous medical records and color Doppler echocardiography report were copied, one for each person.

These top cardiologists in Ninghai frowned when they got the report, and their faces showed the color of thinking, and had a heated discussion.

Ye Shulan and Shen Muyang's mother and son sat quietly listening. The more they listened, the more they felt irritable, headache and despair.

These cardiologists analyzed the condition very well and talked freely about the condition.

Shen MuQing's condition is very complex. She not only suffers from patent ductus arteriosus, pulmonary valve stenosis, heart valve stenosis and severe viral myocarditis, but also aplastic anemia.

But when it comes to the treatment plan, everyone is mute, because severe viral myocarditis and aplastic anemia are almost incurable diseases, so they can only take care of themselves slowly. Coupled with heart disease, it can be said that the patient has been sentenced to death. No one dares to operate on her and put forward a reasonable treatment plan.

Hu Xinning, the leader of traditional Chinese medicine, was almost 80 years old. Finally, he sighed helplessly, stroked his sparse beard and said the truth: "this disease is difficult to cure even if the gods come."

"Hum, you have no ability, a group of quacks."

Shen Muyang couldn't hold the fire for a long time. He said it one by one. When it came to the treatment plan, he shook his head with a sigh and scolded with a blue face.

"What are you talking about? The Yellow mouth child is so boastful."

"Who are you? Dare you insult us like this?"

"We came only because of the face of director Zhao. What qualifications do you have to say that we are quacks."

"Hum, I have had no less than 300 heart operations and have never been scolded as a quack. Director Zhao, we need an explanation."

"We are here for voluntary consultation, not to be insulted. If we can't give us an explanation today, we will never stop."

... in a word, Shen Muyang destroyed the hornet's nest. These famous doctors are top talents in the medical field. Who is not respected and has a high status? Who has ever been scolded like this.

Even director Zhao's face was ignored, and he began to scold one after another. Old Mr. Hu was even more angry and trembled all over. He blew his beard and stared at Shen Muyang and scolded the Yellow mouthed child.

Director Zhao is also embarrassed and at a loss. These elites in the medical field do not give him face, but give him face under his ass.

Shen Muyang's unscrupulous words offended everyone, so he didn't know how to deal with it.

Ye Shulan can't afford to offend these doctors, but he doesn't dare to offend them. Especially after some old experts retire, they are not under his jurisdiction. Even when he sees them, he has to be polite.

This makes him secretly complain that Shen Muyang really can't be a man. People have a good intention to stay up at night for consultation, but they can't come up with a treatment plan. It's just a polite pat and two scattered. Why offend so many people.

"Shut up!" Seeing that it aroused public anger, ye Shulan glared at Shen Muyang, implying that he would stop talking and quickly stood up to apologize.

Who knows that Shen Muyang sneered under the accusation of thousands of people: "if you say you are a quack, you are not convinced. A young man in his early twenties can use a few silver needles to curb my sister's condition. Aren't you a quack?"

The scene was suddenly quiet, and all experts looked at each other. In their view, Shen MuQing would die as long as she got sick. How could she stop her illness with a few silver needles.

Shen Muyang seemed to feel that the blow was not enough and continued to sneer: "I know you don't believe it and are not convinced. Director Huang, take out today's inspection report of my sister and show them to see if I'm telling the truth."

Huang Guangwei, who was always silent, sighed and took out the latest inspection results of Shen MuQing, A bitter smile: "let's see, this is indeed a miracle. The miracle created by a 22-year-old young man is only seven silver needles, which makes the heart enlargement caused by dilated cardiomyopathy return to normal. According to my analysis, dilated cardiomyopathy will not attack again in a short time."

"It's impossible. The heart enlargement caused by dilated cardiomyopathy can return to normal with a few silver needles. It's absolutely impossible. There's no scientific basis at all."

Director Liu of the cardiothoracic Department of Renhe Hospital doesn't believe it at all.

"Silver needle, it seems to be traditional Chinese medicine? This is pseudoscience at all."

The speaker is Michael John, a returned medical doctor from Puji hospital. He has always believed that traditional Chinese medicine is a pseudoscience.

"How do you talk? Don't drink foreign ink for a few years and forget your ancestors when you get a foreign name. Why is traditional Chinese medicine pseudoscience? Traditional Chinese medicine has always been linked to metaphysics, yin and Yang, five elements, Tai Chi and eight trigrams. It is broad and profound. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Another Zhang old Chinese medicine angrily scolded.

"Shennong tastes all kinds of herbs. Which of the medical masters in history, Li Shizhen, Hua Tuo and Bian que, is not traditional Chinese medicine? Dare you say they don't exist? Young man, worshiping foreign countries and fawning on foreign countries is the most important thing. Don't forget that you are a Chinese with black hair and yellow skin. Don't forget your ancestors."

Hu old Chinese medicine angrily taught.

"Hum, I admit that traditional Chinese medicine did exist, but after many wars in China, the ancient medical skills have not been inherited at all. Today's traditional Chinese medicine is basically a means of cheating money with a magic stick. It has no scientific basis and is pseudoscience."

Mcjohn did not show weakness and retorted sharply.

"Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine are two completely different disciplines. Their existence makes sense. What is there to argue about?"

"I think mcjohn is right. Traditional Chinese medicine in history is really great, but is it now? Hehe..."

"I'm kidding. Pulling out a can, scraping a Sha, poking a needle a few times, and drinking some smelly traditional Chinese medicine can have fart. We don't need to learn western medicine to save our lives."

"It can't be said that western medicine has the role of Western medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine still has a certain therapeutic effect in some aspects."

"Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on nourishing, and the curative effect is not obvious, but in fact, it can trace the origin and restore, find the root cause and cure it. Western medicine can cure where there is a problem, and the effect is fast, but each has its own advantages."

... for a while, experts expressed their opinions and quarreled. Some were biased towards traditional Chinese medicine, some were biased towards western medicine, some were impartial, and some watched jokes with cold eyes.

The whole conference room was as noisy as a vegetable market, and Shen Muyang's face was getting darker and darker, because until now, Shen MuQing's latest inspection report was still in the hands of a mcjohn, who didn't even look at it.

Originally, he had a bad temper. He immediately lost his temper and shouted, "shut up."

The scene was suddenly quiet. Everyone stared at him and was about to attack.

Before they could speak, Shen Muyang stretched out his index finger and pointed to mcjohn, saying coldly:

"Fake foreign devils, when you slander traditional Chinese medicine, I think you'd better look at my sister's latest examination report before you speak, and then dare to talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll throw you down with your ankles."

Mcjohn wanted to have the courage to say you have a seed, but looking at the murderous spirit in Shen Muyang's eyes, he didn't dare to say a word for a long time.

This is the eighth floor. If this rude guy threw it down, he had to die.

The hero didn't suffer from the immediate loss. Mcjohn comforted himself in his heart. Only then did he read the latest inspection report.

Old Hu huaida comforted that Shen Muyang was not popular, but for his support of traditional Chinese medicine, he decided not to quarrel with this brainless fool.

"Well, how is this possible? It's really treated with traditional Chinese medicine?"

Mcjohn picked up the previous inspection report and compared it. His face became very ugly and muttered unbelievably.

"Of course, when my sister was sent to the hospital, she didn't even pull out the silver needle. Now she's still sticking it on her chest."

Shen Muyang said triumphantly. His face suddenly changed. It's bad. I don't know if the silver needle can be pulled out. Can't he stick it like that all the time?

What if the needle doesn't pull out and there are any side effects? Shen Muyang was regretful for the first time. He had to wait until the boy pulled out the needle.

At the same time, Ding Ning in the intensive care unit was also worried that the seven silver needles would not be pulled out. He wanted to keep the needles for six hours. That's why he didn't pull out the needles at that time.

Once it's pulled out before time, the girl's disease will attack again. I hope they don't be so stupid.

Although he doesn't like Shen Muyang and ye Shulan very much, the girl is innocent. He doesn't want to ruin other people's lives.