The strongest medical saint

At this time, Young Master Lu's father, Lu Feng, also rushed over, his brows were tightly furrowed, even though his son had an accident, he didn't panic at all, beyond the calmness of ordinary people.

The man in the flowered clothes quickly lowered his head when he saw Mr. Lu approaching.

"Quickly tell me what's going on?" Boss Lu walked towards the man in floral clothes without looking at the doctors around him.

"Mr. Lu..." The man in the floral dress didn't know how to speak yet.

At this time, Liu Dazhuang stepped forward and said in a crying voice, "Mr. Lu, Young Master Lu is still in the operating room. The situation is very critical..."

"Operating room? Which doctor in your hospital is doing the surgery?" Lu Feng was still afraid that the hospital would neglect his son.

"It's Dr. Zhang Bufan, a well-known doctor in our hospital." Dean Wang hurried forward and said.

Lu Feng frowned, "Who is Zhang Bufan? Why haven't I heard of it? Dean Wang, you know the seriousness of this matter, right?"

Dean Wang nodded, and quickly said, "I know, I know about this."

"I heard that you have a doctor who came back from abroad. Why didn't you let him do this operation?" Mr. Lu knew this hospital quite well, and he said that it was none other than Bai Shichuan who came back from abroad.

Dean Wang was sweating, not knowing how to explain, "That, that..."

Now that the matter is over, he doesn't want to embarrass Dean Wang any more, "I don't care which one of you performed the operation, I must ensure that my son comes out alive."

Mr. Lu's words were very majestic, and everyone dared not say anything after hearing it. Dean Wang was sweating coldly. Now all hopes are pinned on Zhang Bufan, and I hope he can cure him quickly.

"What about the inspection result? Bring it to me to have a look." Mr. Lu's words seemed to be an imperial decree, and he didn't dare to delay, so he passed the things over immediately.

Boss Lu couldn't understand either, "President Wang, can you explain?"

"In short, your son's injuries are very serious now, I'm afraid..." Dean Wang knew that Mr. Lu would be unhappy if he said this, but he couldn't hide it. It is estimated that no one will be able to bear the responsibility when something happens.

At this time, Zhang Bufan came out of the operating room, but he was obviously tired, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the little nurse followed behind him. From Zhang Bufan's face, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, nor could he. It is not known whether the operation was successful or not.

But from the little nurse's eyes, it was obvious that she had a happy expression on her face, and there was a smile on her brows and eyes.

Zhang Bufan said, "The patient's condition is under control now, but he is not out of danger yet, and further observation is needed. When you go in, be careful not to touch the silver needles on his body."

"Silver needle?" Liu Dazhuang looked surprised, "Could it be that Zhang Bufan didn't use surgery, but the silver needle cured him? It's unlikely."

Mr. Lu didn't know whether what Zhang Bufan said was true or not, but he knew that what he heard was deception, and what he saw with his own eyes was the truth. He just gave Zhang Bufan a cold look, and walked in. The scene in front of him was his son. It was full of needles and looked very distressed.

Mr. Lu climbed up, "Son, son, are you okay?"

The other doctors also walked in, and the scene in front of them was that all the stools on his son were normal, which made Liu Dazhuang feel very unbelievable.

The patient's complexion is completely different from the complexion when he first entered the operating room. Now he is breathing steadily, his complexion is rosy, and his life has basically stabilized.

The patient's legs were fixed with splints, the bones were flat, and the breathing sounded much smoother than before, indicating that the broken bones in the lungs had been taken out. Liu Dazhuang was very curious about what method Zhang Bufan used, if he said no It's a lie to admire him.

"President Wang, what is the origin of this Zhang Bufan?" Liu Dazhuang suddenly realized that he had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

"He just graduated from a medical university, not as high as your degree." Dean Wang said truthfully.

"It's unlikely." Liu Dazhuang had a look of disbelief, he always felt that Zhang Bufan was a little mysterious.

"President Wang, I don't believe what he said. Did you tell me that my son is all right? Is he all right with so many needles stuck in his body?" Boss Lu walked up to President Wang and said excitedly.

The man in the flowered clothes also knew about Young Master Lu's previous situation, and he is really much better now, "Mr. Lu, you didn't know that Young Master Lu almost died when he first came here. It's good to be able to save his life now."

Mr. Lu took a look at the man in the flowered clothes, "Shut up, boy, you don't have the right to talk now! Wait until you go back and see how I deal with you."

The man in the flowered clothes stepped aside quickly, for fear that Boss Lu would take all his anger on himself.

Dean Wang felt that although the patient's current condition had stabilized, he still couldn't draw conclusions hastily, "The injury of the injured person was too serious, so it's hard to say now, it must be observed for a period of time, the most important thing now is to rest."

Mr. Lu was very dissatisfied with Dean Wang's answer, his expression changed, "Observation? How long do we need to observe? We donate medical equipment to the hospital every year. Now you give me this conclusion, isn't it a bit too perfunctory?" gone?"

Mr. Lu spoke very sharply, but after he finished speaking, he realized that he was speaking seriously, he covered his head and said, "Got it, you all go out, let my son be quiet, I want to be alone with my son. "

Mr. Lu was weak when he said this, he waved his hand towards others, and under the leadership of Dean Wang, everyone walked out one after another.

Liu Dazhuang said in Dean Wang's ear, "Isn't this Lu always a bit too big? Who does he think he is? They donated money to charity, but in fact it was for their reputation. He was ashamed to say that he His son had an accident, and we blamed us as doctors, we didn’t know how many people we saved, and their businessmen don’t know how many lives they saw him.”

"Okay, don't talk about it, why didn't you see you being so brave in front of Mr. Lu just now, but now you have something to say." When Dean Wang thought of Liu Dazhuang's retreat just now, he had to go back.

Liu Dazhuang didn't dare to speak when he heard it, he didn't want to hit the gun anymore, and he didn't regret that he didn't take the initiative to invite Ying, because Liu Dazhuang also knew how much he had, and he still knew his own ability .

The silver needles on Young Master Lu's body in the ward were particularly glaring, Mr. Lu was a little unhappy, "When will this broken needle be inserted, can it be pulled out, I feel very uncomfortable seeing my son Yangzi."

There were no other doctors nearby, just a little nurse standing there, "This, this may not work, Dr. Zhang Bufan didn't say it can be pulled out."