The doctors from Jiang Intermediate People's Court finally saw Dr. Fang's kung fu.

Dr. Fang's kung fu is indeed superb and unfathomable. Dr. Ye is like being played with a monkey on the stage, floating around in Dr. Fang's hands, flying up and down.

It is like a lonely boat in the sea, floating, floating, with no help on the left and no support on the right.

After a performance, Dr. Ye was not hurt at all, but was scared. When Fang Han released him, he almost stood firm and his calves were spinning. Fortunately, he didn't eat much before, so he would probably vomit on the stage.

Of course, the program was very exciting and won warm applause. Although Dr. Fang would still receive a lot of applause even if he just walked up and walked around, the applause from his appearance was still different from the applause from his strength.

Dr. Fang has always been a powerful player who can make a living by his appearance, but always rely on his strength.

The emergency department prepared three programs. After Fang Han stepped down, Lin Yushan took the stage to sing and sang a very good song. She didn't know what the name Fang Han was, but it seemed to be a new song. Fang Han has not paid much attention to any new songs and new dramas in the past six months.

Otherwise, the profession of doctor is more likely to be disconnected from society, especially for young doctors, who do not have much time. In addition to being busy every day, they also spend a lot of time on various materials and papers.

The profession of doctor is a profession that requires continuous learning and progress. Doctors who are still standing will eventually be gradually eliminated or sit on the bench. If you want to make a good job in the medical industry and eat well, learning is essential.

Moreover, most of the doctors have high academic qualifications. This year, there are a large number of doctors with postgraduate degrees. The minimum academic qualification requirement is the minimum academic qualification. However, this group of high-level academic qualifications who start at least bachelor's degree and who are mostly graduate students still need to continue to have academic qualifications.

The program performance of the emergency department ended and the third round of lottery began. Fang Han looked at Miao Dalong beside him: "Doctor Miao, do you want me to pray for you?"

Miao Dalong nodded: "Yes."

If one more person prays, there will be more comfort. Dr. Miao understands that young people like Fang Han may not attach much importance to lottery or something, but for middle-aged men like him who have families, families, elderly people and young people, even if they draw a razor, it is a surprise.

This round of lottery was a vice president. After the vice president came to the stage, Miao Dalong began to pray, muttering: "I want to win, I want to win..."

Just as he was muttering, Miao Dalong felt something strange. When he heard Fang Han on the opposite side, he suddenly had a black line: "Don't hit, don't hit..."

"Doctor Fang, you can win this time." Miao Dalong hurriedly interrupted Fang Han. This time he was already the second prize, with only ten places, and the second prize was rich enough.

The third prize in the last round was about 1,000 prizes, but the second prize in this round was worth about 3,000.

Although the first prize is worth more than 5,000 yuan and the first prize is worth nearly 10,000 yuan, Dr. Miao obviously doesn't want to wait any longer.

"Is this round enough?" Fang Han was stunned for a moment. He thought Dr. Miao was going for the special prize.

While the two of them were talking, the vice president had already stopped shouting, and the names on the big screen were frozen. Dr. Miao hurriedly looked up and then looked disappointed.

Fang Han smiled and comforted: "It's okay, there are also first prizes and special prizes!"

Dr. Miao was dejected: "The best result you have achieved in your life is third. If you can't get third, you basically have no hope."

Fang Han was stunned. There was such a saying. No wonder Dr. Miao stopped talking about it this time.

The program continued. With everyone's expectations, the fourth round of lottery finally arrived. The first prize is worth more than 5,000 yuan. Such prizes are a bit tempted even at the director level.

Then Fang Han saw Fang Haoyang standing up.

Director Fang planned to be a guest of this round of lottery without waiting for the invitation?

"Yang Binhong, Miao Dalong, Fang Han, Ye Kai..." Fang Haoyang called out several people's names in a row: "Go back to the clinic immediately, change your clothes, gather at the clinic door, and get together."

As he spoke, Fang Haoyang strode out of the auditorium.

Others did not dare to neglect and stood up in a hurry, even Miao Dalong, who was looking forward to the fourth round of lottery, would not neglect at this moment.

This is the emergency department, this is the doctor. Don’t say that you are attending the Spring Festival Gala or having a meal now. Even if you are stooling now, you must solve the problem as soon as possible.

Fang Haoyang had just left with a group of doctors from the emergency department, and Xu Jinbo and several vice presidents also hurriedly got up and walked out of the auditorium.

"Is something wrong again?" The other doctors knew very well that a large group of people in the emergency department had to leave in a hurry, and they must have been an incredible patient, either a big man or a serious patient.

Judging from the anxious expressions of Xu Jinbo and others, there must be a big shot.

When Fang Haoyang brought everyone to the door of the emergency department to change their clothes, several doctors had already stood at the door of the emergency department, and the nurses were already waiting by the side with flat carts.

When a attending doctor saw Fang Haoyang coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to report the situation: "The patient was sent from Jiangbei Sanatorium. He had severe pain in his right rib and was diagnosed with gallstones in the sanatorium."

"How did this happen to our hospital?" Fang Haoyang frowned slightly.

Fang Haoyang is naturally familiar with Jiangbei Sanatorium. Jiangbei Sanatorium is a sanatorium specially built by Jiangzhou Province. At least some retired cadres who enjoy the treatment of deputy department or above.

But Fang Haoyang was a little puzzled. Since he was diagnosed with gallstone, it would be best to send it to a provincial hospital or a medical affiliation hospital for surgery. Sending it to Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital is not the best choice.

The attending doctor leaned into Fang Haoyang's ear and whispered: "The person who is sick is Mr. Jiang. He originally had the surgery, but Mr. Jiang was a little reluctant and wanted to use the Chinese medicine method to try it first."

Fang Haoyang was talking to the attending doctor, and Xu Jinbo came with several vice presidents, and Qin Weihua was also here.

"What's the patient's condition?" Xu Jinbo walked up to ask directly. He already knew the patient's identity, and now he was worried about the patient's condition.

"B, the gallstones were diagnosed with 7 stones of varying sizes in the gallbladder. The large ones were the size of corn kernels, and the small ones were the size of red beans." The attending doctor hurriedly explained the situation again.

Xu Jinbo subconsciously frowned. Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths and weaknesses. The words for gallstones are not good at Jiang Intermediate People's Court.

Fang Han was standing by Chen Yuan, Ye, Miao Dalong and others. Although the attending doctor just now didn't speak loudly, several people also heard it. The patient seemed to be sent by Jiangbei Sanatorium, and his name was Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Feng asked Miao Dalong softly next to him: "Doctor Miao, who is Mr. Jiang?"

Miao Dalong pondered for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "If it was Jiangbei sanatorium, there were not many people with the surname Jiang. The general deputy department-level treatment was not qualified to make our President Xu so anxious. If this is the case, it should be Mr. Jiang, the former provincial high court in our province, who is in the political and legal system."

"What does it have to do with his choice of our Jiang Intermediate People's Court?" Fang Han interrupted and asked.

"If it were this Mr. Jiang, it would be normal for him to choose our provincial hospital." Miao Dalong whispered.

"Why?" The few people were curious.

"Because Mr. Jiang is originally a military doctor and a traditional Chinese medicine doctor." Miao Dalong explained in a low voice.

It turns out that they are traveling with each other!

Everyone understood this time. Generally speaking, except for some ignorant newcomers, old-fashioned doctors are sick. If they are traditional Chinese medicine, the generals will choose traditional Chinese medicine. If they are Western medicine, the generals will choose Western medicine.

Doing a certain line by yourself will naturally make you understand and trust a certain line more. This is a human instinct.

As several people were talking, an ambulance roared over. As soon as the ambulance stopped, a middle-aged doctor in his fifties jumped out of the car.

"Quick, flat car." The middle-aged doctor jumped out of the car, did not greet Xu Jinbo and others, and shouted loudly.

The nurse next to him hurriedly pushed the flat car forward. Two younger doctors in the car carried an old man in his seventies out of the car and steadily placed the old man on the flat car.

The old man frowned at this moment, his face looked ugly, and he covered his abdomen with one hand, looking extremely severe pain.

"Quick, take Mr. Jiang to the treatment room, let's talk while walking." The middle-aged doctor took the initiative.

Xu Jinbo and others did not dare to neglect them, so they hurriedly followed. The middle-aged man pushed the flat cart and walked quickly while talking about the situation: "I won't talk much about the identity of the patient, just talk about the symptoms. At this time, the patient's right rib was severely painful, and he had abdominal distension, and frequent urination and acute pain. Please find a way to relieve the patient's pain first. As for the pain relief such as follow-up treatment."

Fang Haoyang didn't say anything, walked to the side, reached out and grabbed the patient's wrist, and began to check the patient's condition while taking the pulse. Qin Weihua occupied the other side and grabbed the patient's other hand.

In addition to Qin Weihua and Fang Haoyang, there were middle-aged doctors, Xu Jinbo and others on the side of the flat car. Fang Han, Miao Dalong and others couldn't get involved at all and could only follow behind.

"Fang Han!"

Fang Haoyang took his pulse for a while, then let go and shouted to the back.

Fang Han responded and hurried forward, Fang Haoyang moved out of his seat: "Let's take a look."

"Okay." Fang Han nodded, and when he walked to the side of the flat car, he was about to reach out, but the middle-aged doctor next to him reached out to stop him.

"I said to Director Fang, the patient's pain is serious now, and it is urgent to wait. This is not the time for you to teach students."

The middle-aged doctor obviously knew Fang Haoyang, but he was not very polite in his words.

Fang Haoyang frowned. What he hated the most was this kind of doctor. He might not be very capable, but he relied on someone behind him or a personal doctor of a leader, and he often had a lot of airs and liked to pretend to understand if he didn't understand.

Although it was not very good, Fang Haoyang could only endure the anger: "The patient was in pain in his right rib at this time, and his abdominal distension and urination were urgent. If he wanted to relieve the pain quickly, the best way was to acupuncture. There were so many people on the scene, Xiao Fang's acupuncture method was the best. Are you sure you don't need Xiao Fang's examination?"

"The best acupuncture method?" The middle-aged doctor looked Fang Han up and down, almost laughing out loud. Just a young acupuncture method is the best. You, Fang Haoyang, are you looking for excuses and finding a better excuse?
Chapter completed!