Break out of the courtyard

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry to interrupt your family reunion!"

As soon as Zhang Heping got off the car, the director of Harmonious Hospital who was standing at the door shook hands with him.

"Director Lu, let's be polite later. How is the patient?" Zhang Heping looked very anxious, but he was very calm in his heart.

If Dean Lu hadn't said on the phone that this patient had a special identity, how could he have come here without even having lunch.

"Let's talk while we walk, please!" Director Lu extended his hand into the hospital and led Zhang Heping to the inpatient building.

...

"Dad, the man just now seemed to be Zhang Heping!" Yan Jiedi pointed at the young man in a red down jacket among the group of white coats in front, and looked excitedly at Yan Bugui who was standing beside her.

Yan Bugui looked at the direction Zhang Heping left, simply said "hmm", and then helped his wife into the outpatient building.

Going to the hospital to get medicine on the first day of the Lunar New Year will be considered unlucky, and you will have no good luck in the whole year.

But Yan Bugui and his colleagues signed a drug trial agreement, and his wife must go to the Harmony Hospital for regular checkups, otherwise their family will be included in the hospital's blacklist and will never be able to take advantage of the hospital again.

Zhang Heping went to the inpatient building. Yan Bugui thought that he would not see Zhang Heping again today, and he felt relieved.

It is said that after the smuggling operations of Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong failed, Yan Bugui's wife fainted and was admitted to the hospital, where she was diagnosed with cancer.

Because the Yan family couldn't afford the treatment costs at the time, they turned to the Zhang family for help. Zhang Heping casually gave the Yan family a free drug trial opportunity.

This treatment lasted more than a year.

The doctor said that his wife's treatment was effective and there was no sign of recurrence or spread.

But the problem is that his family got such a big advantage, but they never went to the Zhang family in Houhai again, let alone expressed their gratitude.

However, sometimes the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

While Yan Bugui's family was queuing outside the imaging room, waiting for an MRI scan, Zhang Heping and a group of doctors in white coats cut in line and entered the imaging room with a bed occupied by someone. Zhang Heping's voice could be heard from a long distance away.

"Old soldiers like this must have shrapnel in their bodies. Thirty percent of the pneumonia and high fever are related to the thoracotomy surgery, 30 percent to the cold weather, and the remaining 40 percent to the patient's age and shrapnel. Removing the shrapnel that causes inflammation in his body can give him at least a 20 percent chance of survival."

As Zhang Heping finished his words, two guards in the CT room carried the weak patient off the bed and stayed with him inside to receive radiation.

And Zhang Heping outside was still chattering.

"Open-chest surgery is too demanding on the patient's physical condition, and is especially unfriendly to elderly patients." Zhang Heping said to the slightly nervous Dean Lu:

"OMG has a new type of minimally invasive surgery. A catheter is inserted into the blood vessels on the surface of the body, and a small balloon is sent through the catheter into the coronary artery to expand the narrowed part, thereby restoring normal blood flow to the heart. I call this new procedure cardiac interventional surgery."

"Following this procedure, I began to study the method of using micro-arterial stents to dilate blood vessels and intra-coronary thrombolysis. I think that if the pacemaker is made smaller, it can also be implanted through this minimally invasive surgery."

Dean Lu and the director of thoracic surgery looked at Zhang Heping in astonishment, somewhat unable to believe this surgical procedure.

"Director Zhang, is the minimally invasive surgery you are talking about the same as the percutaneous coronary balloon angioplasty performed by the Swiss doctor in 77?"

Zhang Heping glanced at the young doctor who interrupted and said with a smile, "He is very knowledgeable. That Swiss doctor can be said to be the initiator of modern cardiac interventional surgery."

"You can imagine, one is open-chest surgery, and the other is minimally invasive surgery like an injection, which one is more beneficial to the patient?"

Zhang Heping said so much to them with a smile, but it was nothing more than a bait to lure them to Zhang Heping's Hong Kong Island Peace Hospital which had not yet been built.

If all else fails, we can tempt them to support Shenzhen City Hospital. This patient has attracted so many experts from big hospitals here!

It is said that in Zhang Heping's previous life, when the new cardiac interventional surgery procedure came out, it really eliminated many thoracic surgeons who were good at performing big surgeries, and made open-chest surgery the surgery with the lowest performance rate.

Just as Dean Lu and the director of thoracic surgery were thinking, the director of the imaging room ran out and said excitedly: "Dean, three suspicious metal objects were found on the patient's head and waist. They are suspected to be shrapnel! When we took the patient's chest X-ray before, we missed the waist position, so we didn't find it."

"Hurry up and get the film!" Zhang Heping gave the order, "The medical history says that the patient has back pain and cerebral hemorrhage, which must be related to these shrapnel!"

"Help the patient drink the Chinese medicine I prescribed. I will use acupuncture to regulate the patient's condition. When the patient wakes up, you can perform surgery to remove the shrapnel."

"By the way, have the patient's family members made up their minds? Do they want a second operation? We don't have much time."

Although Zhang Heping acted confidently and deduced that the shrapnel in the patient's body aggravated the inflammation, he never expected that his young and beautiful face was not very credible.

So, a family of high status looked at Dean Lu and other experts, wanting to ask for their opinions.

However, before they could say anything, a young man rushed over and said, "Dad, I found it! I found the Qigong master. My grandpa can be saved!"

Nima!

This time it was Zhang Heping's turn to be confused. Even though he had mastered Qigong, he felt he was not sure he could cure the old man in the CT room.

The point is, isn't Qigong only capable of promoting blood circulation and regulating the meridians?

In this moment of distraction, the real Qigong master Zhang Heping was pushed aside, and an old man with a white beard was welcomed into the CT room by the patient's family, and then they were surrounded and taken to the special care ward.

At this time, not only did Zhang Heping shake his head at the family members' desperate attempts to find medical treatment, even Dean Lu and other members of the expert group were helpless.

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry! I didn't expect to encounter such a thing." Dean Lu looked at Zhang Heping apologetically because he was the one who made the call.

After he learned from Deputy Director Qin of the Cancer Treatment Institute that Zhang Heping had returned that morning, he discussed it with the members of the temporary expert group and then called Zhang Heping to come over.

Although the members of this expert group came from several hospitals in the capital, they had heard of Zhang Heping's name.

Especially after the establishment of the Cancer Treatment Research Institute, Harmonious Hospital cured many early and mid-stage cancer patients. They could not ignore the director Zhang Heping.

"Hehe..." Zhang Heping shook his head casually, then said goodbye and went back.

Zhang Heping didn't even have lunch and ran over here happily. He originally wanted to expand his network, just like Uncle Zhuang and Grandma Yang.

Unfortunately, a Qigong master suddenly appeared!

I just don’t know how that “master” will end up in a few days!

You are looking for death if you cheat people for their money without even keeping your eyes open!

...

After Zhang Heping left, Yan Bugui breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Zhang Heping didn't see them, so he didn't have to smile awkwardly.

As for whether or not to go to the Zhang family to express his gratitude, Yan Bugui simply ignored the idea because he thought about spending money on gifts.

Soon after, Yan Bugui said to his fourth daughter, Yan Jie Di, "Jie Di, hurry up and go see where the qigong master has gone. I'll push your mother over there and let the master take a look at her."

When Yan Jiedi heard this, she immediately ran out to find the qigong master.

As the saying goes, people from the same family tend to stick together.

As a young person, doesn’t Yan Jiedi know how much help the Zhang family has given to their family?

However, Yan Jie Di also automatically ignored the idea of ​​thanking the Zhang family. When she saw Zhang Heping coming out of the imaging room just now, she did not take the initiative to say hello, let alone thank them.

At the gate, I recognized Zhang Heping belatedly, but I looked at Zhang Heping's back without saying hello, which was barely acceptable.

But this was the second time she saw Zhang Heping coming in and out in front of her, and Yan Jie Di didn't say hello to Zhang Heping the whole time. It was no wonder that Zhang Heping ignored her in Nanla Town. He was a total ungrateful person!

...

After Zhang Heping left the hospital, doubts gradually arose in his heart.

Just now, Dean Lu and the others... did not refute the Qigong master to his face!

They didn't even make any move or say anything to stop it!

When the taxi arrived at the big square, Zhang Heping looked at the group of people with tin pots on their heads on the big square, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, "Master, are those people in the square practicing Qigong?"

The taxi driver laughed and said, "Of course not. I heard that after you master the technique, you can fly, break rocks with your hands, and pick up objects from a distance. Some Qigong masters have developed special abilities and can cure various difficult and complicated diseases. I have seen a Qigong master who pushed someone down from a distance of ten or two meters."

Hearing the driver's confirmation, Zhang Heping's thoughts drifted away.

In his previous life, he had heard about the Qigong craze in the 507s and s. It was said that it was endorsed by a great scientist and a special research institute, the Institute, was established!

Corresponding to this is the "National Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau" of the Magnesium Country and the "10003 Unit" of the Northern Soviet Union.

However, the declassified news reports afterwards all said that they had not figured out the reason, so everyone should continue to believe in science.

In his previous life, Zhang Heping was ignorant and just thought that being able to cast magic, kill monsters and level up in computer games was good enough for him. He didn't care about those fictitious things.

But here comes the problem!

In this life, he knows Qigong!

Could it be that this world has special abilities?

As Zhang Heping thought about it, his thoughts drifted to Guangcheng in Western Shu, and he thought of those little flying suns!

...

In the capital, on the West Third Ring Road, there is a three-story red brick building with its exterior wall covered with ivy roots.

"Team leader, after verification, Zhang Baosheng, who can retrieve objects with his mind and treat infertility, is a liar!"

"Got it. Keep it secret and don't tell anyone."

"Team leader, I don't quite understand! It's fine if we don't expose those scammers who read with their ears or under their armpits, but Zhang Baosheng is cheating those infertile people..."

"Notify the guards to bring Zhang Baosheng back and lock him up in the basement of the headquarters. Don't create any more trouble."

"It's too good of a bargain for him to be able to eat and drink for free at the headquarters!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you back to headquarters."

"Team Leader, I was wrong. I will do as you say immediately!"

"How's the Prodigy Project going?"

"Team leader, if you hadn't asked, I would have forgotten about this! USTC did recruit a few talented teenagers, but none of them are as talented as Zhang Heping. Are we really not going to invite him to join us?"

"The higher-ups didn't agree! You are not allowed to mention this name again. I have destroyed all the relevant information about him. Do you understand?"

...

Zhang Heping returned home, ate a bowl of dumplings, and then had nothing to do.

The quality problem of steel strips at Shougang has been solved, but the mold factory in the southwest is still working overtime to catch up with the progress.

Zhuhai Computer, which was engaged in a price war with Nissan Computer, made a feint and prepared to produce 256M memory, 2GHz processor, 1G graphics card and servers needed by the Computer Research Center of Peace Vocational Training College according to the technical information provided by Zhang Heping.

Such a large-scale iterative upgrade will kill the European and American computer industry.

As for the Japanese, I wonder whether Zhuhai Computer will still license the relevant technology to the Japanese after suffering a huge loss in the price war.

If the license is not granted to the Japanese, Japan's semiconductor industry will also be hit hard.

At that time, Zhang Heping will have to think about how to withdraw investment from Japan.

The reason why Zhuhai Computer Industrial Park was so obedient was that the hardware technology that Zhang Heping came up with had directly skipped three generations according to Moore's Law.

Second, Zhang Heping started a quantum computer research project at the Southwest Institute of Computer Science using a simple ion trap.

Third, the money Zhang Heping gave seemed to be a little more than what they earned from the price war.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone in the family was together and the day was good, mother Ma Xiuzhen happily called everyone out of the yard, and also called her eldest cousin and her family next door over. She used her eldest nephew Zhang Yi's camera and asked passers-by to help take a family photo.

Then, Zhang Heping sat on the doorstep and watched his family members posing for photos in groups of three or four.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, although Zhang Heping saw some people practicing qigong, he didn't pay much attention to it, because last year he had seen many people practicing that kind of fake moves in the square.

But wait until the next day, the second day of the Chinese New Year.

When his eldest sister's family went to the Chang family for a reunion, his eldest cousin's family went back to their parents' home in Majiatun, and Zhang Heping took his parents, wife, children, and his second sister's family out to a restaurant, he was speechless at the qigong enthusiasts who staggered along the road, banged their heads against stone walls, and hit their shoulders against trees.

Zhang Yi, the eldest nephew, followed closely behind Zhang Heping, looking at the groups of people practicing qigong, and asked with doubt and hope: "Uncle, is qigong really as difficult to practice as you say?"

"For me, it's very simple!" Zhang Heping smiled calmly, "For you guys, it's possible to master it, but if you can't even master the external skills, forget about Qigong. It's useless even if you learn it. You don't learn acupuncture to treat diseases."

"Uncle, isn't it said that if you learn qigong, you can have special abilities? What are your special abilities? Can you cure diseases and save lives?"

Listening to his eldest nephew Zhang Yi's questioning, Zhang Heping suddenly realized something was wrong!

Those old men and women have never received any education, so it doesn't matter if they are fooled. They will be bored after retirement anyway.

However, if students like Zhang Yi are also indoctrinated with the pseudoscience of special abilities, it will cause a gap in the future development of scientific research!

"I don't have any special abilities!" Zhang Heping raised his hand and put his arm around his nephew Zhang Yi's shoulders, patiently explaining:

"After I learned qigong, I could sense the qi in my own body and other people's bodies. Through massage techniques, I could relax other people's muscles and activate their blood circulation, speed up their metabolism, and thus improve their so-called immunity."

"Uncle, after you learn qigong, will you be able to do the acupoint pressing skills described in martial arts novels?" Zhang Yi was obviously in high spirits and didn't realize that his third uncle Zhang Heping was explaining qigong to him.

"You can also press acupoints without learning qigong!" Zhang Heping said, raising his right hand from Zhang Yi's shoulder, then extending his right index finger and lightly tapping behind Zhang Yi's ear, causing Zhang Yi to have tinnitus for a long time, and it was not until he walked to Lao Mo's restaurant that his ears recovered.

"Uncle, what acupoint did you press on me just now?" Zhang Yi was a little scared, but more excited. "It made my ears ring all the way. I couldn't even hear what you said. Can you teach me?"

Zhang Heping looked at his second sister Zhang Pandi, who looked nervous, and said with a smile: "You are not studying medicine, so why should I teach you? Go to school to show off, then experiment on your classmates, and finally call your parents to school to apologize to your classmates?"

"We're sure to make a lot of money this time!" A whisper broke into Zhang Heping's perception range.

"That person is staying in the special ward of the Harmonious Hospital. He is obviously a wealthy official, and he has the doctors to back him up."

"Think about it! If you cure me, it will definitely be mine!"

"If it can't be cured, then I can only blame those doctors for using the wrong medicine, which affected my ability to save people!"

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