The strongest medical saint

"Doctor Zhang, are you okay?" Sun Zhigao shook Zhang Bufan, but he didn't respond at all.

"Did you hear something?"

The two looked at each other, "I'm afraid Dr. Zhang is asleep."

"It's fine, it's fine." Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and took Zhang Bufan to a nearby hotel.

It was already noon the next day when Zhang Bufan woke up, "Hey, where is this, why am I here?"

Looking around, he realized that it was a hotel. He touched the pillow and found that the phone was still there, showing a text message.

From Sun Zhigao: Doctor Zhang, I see that you are too tired. You fell asleep at the entrance of the hospital last night. You couldn't wake up, so I sent you to the hotel. You have to be blamed for this.By the way, because I don't know when you will wake up, I asked you to take a leave of absence so that you can take a rest.

Zhang Bufan replied: Don't worry, the great kindness will never be forgotten.

"Did you faint at the door?" Zhang Bufan had no memory of what happened last night, but he can rest today.

After a busy day, Zhang Bufan was finally able to breathe fresh air. He walked out of the window and looked at the sunshine outside, feeling very comfortable.

Suddenly remembered Yaoyao, "Oh, no, I didn't go back last night and didn't tell her, this little ancestor must be angry."

Zhang Bufan hurried back and saw a store under construction on the way, "This store used to be used for traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, and it was open a few days ago. I didn't expect it to change owners so soon."

Because it was a place Zhang Bufan used to frequent, he felt very moved. When he was about to turn around, he found a little boy hit by a wooden plank that was being constructed above, "Master, stop the car, stop by the side of the road."

Zhang Bufan didn't know how much it cost, so he stuffed it into the driver's hand casually.

After crossing the road, Zhang Bufan saw a man pressing the boy's neck very hard.

Zhang Bufan hadn't arrived yet, the people around him had already formed a circle, the old man next to him said.

"Oh, what kind of evil is this? No one was injured during the construction for so long. This kid is too naughty. It's not good where to play, but here."

"Yes, yes, the child is too pitiful."

"Fortunately, there is a doctor, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Zhang Bufan ran into the crowd, he found something wrong with the man's technique, he went up and pushed the man away.

The man became angry at this time, "Stinky boy, what are you doing, didn't you see that I was saving people?"

The child next to him cried and said to his mother, "What are you doing? What's wrong with my son?"

Several passers-by stepped forward and stopped Zhang Bufan, "This person is probably crazy, and it has nothing to do with him."

"Yes, yes, saving people is like putting out a fire. Don't dare to delay for a minute."

The doctor is Wang Xiaochuan, an intern from a nearby affiliated hospital. He has not actually operated on this symptom, but only tried to give first aid.

"Let me believe that you are a doctor, but a doctor can't be without this bit of common sense, right? The operation you just performed was obviously for adults, but you are lucky. He is still a child. How can he bear your pressure? If I do it again If you come 2 minutes late, you probably killed the child."

The person holding Zhang Bufan next to him saw that he was saying something, and slowly let go of his hand.

Wang Xiaochuan also realized that something seemed wrong, he felt very nervous, and his face turned red and white.

At this time, the child coughed, and at least he still had vital signs. Wang Xiaochuan felt that his compressions had worked, so he hurried forward to check the situation, but the child's lips turned purple, and he felt that the situation was getting worse. "What, how so."

Wang Xiaochuan suddenly felt that his body had no strength, and he almost collapsed on the ground, but Zhang Bufan already knew the result.

Zhang Bufan couldn't care about Wang Xiaochuan's reaction, he rushed up and lay down on the child's chest, and found that the heart was still beating, but it was very weak.

"Have you called an ambulance yet?" Zhang Bufan's voice was so intimidating that everyone around him jumped.

"Call, call."

"It's too late now. In this case, he needs to be operated on now." Zhang Bufan looked at the wooden board that was pressing on the child. The impact was already serious, and the thorns under the wooden board had already penetrated into the child. body of.

"Then, what should I do now? I beg you, no matter who can take care of my son, just do it." The woman knelt down beside her.

"Sister, you get up first. Saving people must be saved."

Seeing the disordered breathing of the child, Zhang Bufan felt a little flustered. There is no equipment on the side of the road, and the child's condition is still so serious. He first checked the child's physical condition, "Sister, this child does not have asthma or anything."

"No, my child is very healthy."

Zhang Bufan wanted to evacuate the crowd first, as it was inconvenient to treat this situation by himself, "Everyone should disperse first, and give the child enough air to breathe."

Because there are ordinary people around, no one knows what's going on and what to do, but Zhang Bufan's words are firm and powerful, very convincing, and everyone backs away.

Zhang Bufan knew that the most urgent task now was to remove the wooden thorns from the child's body. He looked around, and immediately ran into the canteen, "Boss, I want disinfectant alcohol and scissors."

The boss was taken aback by Zhang Bufan's sudden arrival, "Your kid is right."

"I'm running out of time, and there are still people waiting for my operation." Zhang Bufan said anxiously.

The boss has never heard that there are still operations on the side of the main road, but the customer is God, and Zhang Bufan can't help but ask the boss.

"Here." The boss took out something according to Zhang Bufan's request.

"Come on, help lift the wooden board above." Zhang Bufan and a few strong men beside him lifted the wooden board.

Looking at the child's weakness, some people couldn't help but wonder, "This, can this be saved?"

The child's mother was just frightened at first, but after hearing this, her whole body trembled and her face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I have a solution." Zhang Bufan comforted, and everyone's hopes were pinned on Zhang Bufan.

He cut open the patient's clothes with scissors, and then poured alcohol on it. No one believed that such a simple step would cure the patient.

Zhang Bufan took out the silver needle, the light from the silver needle almost blinded Wang Xiaochuan's eyes.

"A few needles, what can they do? I think they're here to brag, you better not let him heal." Wang Xiaochuan attacked from the side, and the others also made suspicious voices.

Zhang Bufan didn't pay attention to it, but concentrated on doing the things under his hands.