"What, didn't you say benign tumors? Why did you suddenly say malignant tumors?" Chen Baogen became anxious and asked the doctor.

"The equipment we used to examine the patient before was aging and the examination was not accurate. We just performed an operation and used the new equipment for examination, and found out that she had a nauseated Ruquan tumor. Please sign it quickly. We, Dr. Zhu, are still waiting to operate on your daughter. It's about surgery." The young doctor said impatiently to Chen Baogen, holding the risk book.

"I…"

Chen Baogen panicked, and Jiang Hao asked next to him: "Have the malignant tumor cells spread? To what extent has it reached?"

The young doctor was stunned, glanced at Jiang Hao, and said, "Who are you?"

"I am a doctor of Chinese medicine."

When Jiang Hao said this, the young doctor was stunned. He immediately looked at him with contempt and sneered: "So you are studying Chinese medicine. Is it possible that you still want to use Chinese medicine to treat this malignant tumor?"

Seeing that the doctor was looking down on him with contempt, Jiang Hao smiled and nodded: "It's not impossible, and traditional Chinese medicine treatment has much fewer harmful effects and side effects than Western medicine incision surgery."

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, the young doctor was stunned and immediately sneered: "You are so confident. I have never heard that traditional Chinese medicine can also treat malignant tumors."

"That's because you are ignorant." Jiang Hao smiled.

"you…"

The young doctor glared at Jiang Hao and said impatiently to Zhao Baogen, "Should we sign it or not?"

"Uncle, surgery for malignant tumors is very risky." Jiang Hao reminded Chen Baogen.

The operating room door opened again, and a middle-aged doctor came out and said, "What's going on? It takes so long to sign the risk letter?"

"Dr. Zhu, this Chinese medicine doctor is causing trouble. He won't let the patient's family members sign." The young doctor pointed at Jiang Hao and pointed at the doctor named Zhu Hua, who was also the chief surgeon who operated on Chen Baogen's daughter.

"Doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?"

Zhu Hua was stunned, looked at Jiang Hao, and said, "Are they also family members?"

"I'm not a family member..."

"If you're not a family member, why are you causing trouble here?"

Zhu Hua shouted coldly. Jiang Hao was stunned and frowned slightly. He wanted to talk to them, but he didn't expect these doctors to have such a bad attitude.

"You don't explain the patient's condition clearly to the patient's family, but you just make them sign the risk certificate. What if there is an accident during your operation?" Jiang Hao glared at Zhu Hua and snorted in a strong tone.

"Are you questioning me, or the level of our entire hospital?" Zhu Hua glared, pointed at Jiang Hao and shouted angrily.

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Now I am very suspicious of your hospital's work. Is it always like this, never considering the feelings of patients and their families?"

"Boy, you came here to cause trouble, didn't you?"

Yang Ping, a young doctor, pointed at Jiang Hao and said arrogantly: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will ask the security guards to kick you out."

"No, no, no, no, no, the little doctor is a good man, he has no ill intentions."

Chen Baogen hurriedly came out to persuade him. He looked at Zhu Hua and the others with a grimace and took the risk book: "Doctor, you have to tell me how risky my daughter's disease is and how risky it is to have surgery. Otherwise, how can we become family members?" rest assured."

Zhu Hua glared at Chen Baogen coldly and said, "Surgery for malignant tumors is inherently risky, and I can't guarantee it for you."

"So, you don't plan to accurately tell the family about the patient's surgical condition? Are you doctors just perfunctory like this?" Jiang Hao glared and said coldly to Zhu Hua.

Jiang Hao hates hospitals. The doctors' approach is to ask family members to sign randomly without explaining the patient's condition to the family members.

If an accident occurs during an operation, it has nothing to do with the hospital and the doctors, and only the family members suffer.

"Boy, why are you talking about us?"

Yang Ping pointed at Jiang Hao and snorted disdainfully: "Is it just because you are a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine? If you have the ability, go in and cure her."

Jiang Hao had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Don't look down on the things passed down by our ancestors. Malignant tumors can be completely cured by traditional Chinese medicine. It only needs acupuncture and combined with drug treatment to eliminate malignant tumors. Compared with your actions, Surgery has no risks and no postoperative side effects.”

Zhu Hua's eyes widened and he pointed at Jiang Hao: "Do you really think of yourself as Hua Tuo or Bian Que? Huh, you still have acupuncture treatment, but you are so young, but you have such a loud tone.

Even the veteran Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital dare not say that acupuncture is used, let alone that Chinese medicine can treat malignant tumors. If it can, why do patients choose to come to our hospital for surgery instead of Chinese medicine? "

"That's because you have never seen the true standard of Chinese medicine." Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"You think I am ignorant."

Zhu Hua was angry. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. He pointed at Jiang Hao and shouted angrily: "Okay, you make yourself so powerful. Now go in and treat the patient. Let me see how you use acupuncture to treat malignant tumors." Tumorous.”

Jiang Hao still snorted: "Ignorance, don't you know that Chinese medicine pays attention to conditioning? Even if you use acupuncture, it will take several courses to completely eliminate the tumor."

"You also admit that traditional Chinese medicine can't be a quick treatment, right? Let's do surgery, just one knife." Yang Ping sneered, looking down on Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "But how much risk will your family bear with this knife?"

Yang Ping felt a little guilty at Jiang Hao's words: "No matter what kind of surgery it is, there are risks as long as the operation is performed. This is inevitable..."

Jiang Hao ignored them and turned to Chen Baogen, who didn't know what to do. "Uncle, if you believe me, I can treat your daughter with traditional Chinese medicine, and I guarantee that you won't take any risks."

Chen Baogen was stunned and didn't know what to do.

He was grateful to Jiang Hao, but that didn't mean he believed in Jiang Hao's Chinese medicine skills.

But now his daughter has a malignant tumor, and surgery carries huge risks. Chen Baogen doesn't want anything to happen to his only daughter.

"Boy, you really overestimate your capabilities."

Hearing that Jiang Hao really wanted to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat malignant tumors, Zhu Hua, Yang Ping, and the doctors and nurses who came out all thought it was ridiculous.

"Xiao Jiang."

I saw Zhao Baoqing and two foreign doctors in suits walking over. When they saw Jiang Hao, they were surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Wow, isn't this the same Chinese medicine doctor from last time?"

When David and James saw Jiang Hao, they showed surprised expressions and spoke in English.

Seeing the two of them, Jiang Hao was a little surprised. He nodded and spoke in English: "Hi, you two are here again."

"Mr. Jiang, it's nice to see you again."

David Xunke went up, took Jiang Hao's big hand, and said excitedly: "After seeing your extraordinary medical skills last time, we went back and wrote an article about traditional Chinese medicine. In the medical field, we rectified the name of your Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Oh, thank you very much." Jiang Hao heard this, nodded and smiled.

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