"Since we have the equipment and materials, there will be no problem." Wu Xiangdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the expression on Dr. Kong's face in the radiology department.

After all, Wu Xiangdong's memory of his previous life was a little blurry. He only vaguely remembered that the radiology department happened to be developing new technologies related to angiography during this time.

As for Dr. Kong's doubts, this is because Wu Xiangdong is a high-tech talent introduced to the hospital, and the hospital has specially opened a back door for him in terms of new technologies, so Wu Xiangdong is well aware of the equipment and technical research prepared by each department.

This is all to prepare for the future development of the hospital. It is a pity that if there had not been the medical accident that night, with Wu Xiangdong's professional ability, I am afraid that he would have become the president of Hamada Hospital and lead all the hospital's employees to a higher platform.

"Since God has given me another chance, I will definitely carry forward Hamada Hospital in this life and use the technology I have mastered to benefit thousands of people." Wu Xiangdong secretly made up his mind, clenching his fists even more tightly.

At this time, Dr. Kong also noticed that Wu Xiangdong's eyes seemed to be firmer than before, but this made him misunderstand what Wu Xiangdong meant.

Dr. Kong scratched his head, wondering: "Dr. Wu, it's not that I don't want to help you, but that even we ourselves are still in the exploratory stage of angiography technology. You also know that compared with other types of angiography, it is still too dangerous.

Already."

Dr. Kong did not dare to agree to Wu Xiangdong's request at this time. It was not that he was deliberately making things difficult, but that he was not sure about the matter.

If he just did a barium meal or looked at gastritis, he could still make a decision, but when it came to blood vessel problems, even the simplest detection of blood clots in the lower limbs, he couldn't guarantee the patient's safety. After all, their radiology department still did too little.

Lacking relevant experience, if something happens to him, he cannot afford the consequences.

Faced with the polite refusal of Dr. Kong from the radiology department, Wu Xiangdong did not intend to give up, because he knew in his heart that with the current technology and means, this was the best way to treat patients.

But just when he was about to try to persuade Dr. Kong again, there was another rush of footsteps in the corridor of the radiology department.

I saw a young man in a white coat burst in. He looked to be in his twenties, with regular features and a handsome appearance. He was obviously a doctor who had just graduated from medical school.

The young man was breathing heavily, his thin body covered in a loose white coat, making him look even more immature.

"Who are you?" Wu Xiangdong gradually frowned as he looked at the "uninvited guest" who interrupted him.

However, when faced with Wu Xiangdong's inquiry, the young man did not speak. Instead, he straightened up and walked towards the patient. Only after he saw the patient's specific condition did his expression change.

"Why don't you give him thrombolytic treatment first?" The young man's expression was filled with anger. He stared and turned to look at Wu Xiangdong.

Facing the young man's questioning, Wu Xiangdong looked at him with a different expression, obviously not expecting that the young man would suddenly lose his temper.

But what the young man did next surprised everyone. He came to the bedside and wanted to push the patient back to the emergency room for treatment.

Now let alone Wu Xiangdong, even Wan Zhihua, who had been staying by the patient's side, was annoyed.

"What are you doing?" Wan Zhihua grabbed his arm and glared.

This sudden scene stunned everyone. This young man who suddenly appeared in front of them was so brave. He actually pushed someone else's illness away without saying anything. Where did this confidence come from?

?

Just when the conflict between the two parties was about to break out, Li Yanan, who was preparing supplies, seemed to recognize the young man in front of him and ran over immediately.

"He is a doctor from the Department of Cardiology and is here for consultation." Li Yanan quickly explained.

However, Wan Zhihua didn't buy it. He said with a cold face: "Do all doctors in the cardiology department have this kind of quality? They blame other people's illnesses without saying anything. Who taught you this?"

Wan Zhihua didn't believe that with the qualifications of the young man in front of him, he would do such an outrageous thing.

However, what he didn't expect was that even if he was there to stop him, the young man seemed to have made up his mind to take the patient back to the department for treatment.

Wu Xiangdong, who had been silent at this time, looked at the persistent young man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "What on earth do you want to do? This is my patient. You can't take him anywhere before he has completed the examination."

Wu Xiangdong's attitude was very firm this time. Although he was a little confused as to why the young man insisted on taking the patient away, now that they had arrived at the radiology department, they naturally had to wait for the examination to be completed before making further plans.

Seeing that the patient could not be taken away, the young man became a little anxious. He turned to look at Wu Xiangdong and said angrily: "So what if he is your patient? The patient is now in the acute stage of myocardial infarction. What is best for him at this time?"

The choice is to carry out thrombolytic treatment as early as possible, rather than letting you drag patients around the world for examinations."

Although this guy may seem unreasonable, he still gave a very clear treatment plan based on his professionalism.

"Why do you think thrombolysis is the best treatment option for him now?" Wu Xiangdong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the somewhat self-righteous young man in front of him, and couldn't help but ask.

However, Wu Xiangdong's inquiry made the young man show a contemptuous expression: "You don't understand even after I told you. Please don't use your superficial expertise to question my decision."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Xiangdong looked stunned. It seemed that no one had said this to him for a long time.

"Boy, all of you here are your seniors. When will it be your turn to point your fingers here?" Wan Zhihua couldn't listen anymore. Wu Xiangdong's ability was obvious to them. At this time, not a single hair had grown on his clothes.

Quan's boy questioned how he could endure such a tone.

However, the young man didn't take it seriously. After all, for him, strength is everything, and seniority rankings were all nonsense to him.

"In the hospital, as long as there is a patient case involving my specialty, no matter whether it is under my control or not, as long as I encounter something you did wrong, I have to say something, otherwise you will be irresponsible to the patient."

Seeing that the young man was like meat on a hob, refusing to eat soft or hard meat, this made Wan Zhihua very worried. He couldn't help but cursed: "Why are you such a jerk!"

But just when the conflict between the two parties was about to expand further, a new situation appeared on the patient lying on the rescue bed. This sudden change broke the confrontation between the two parties.

The patient's brows were furrowed and his expression was painful. He opened his palms and clasped his five fingers tightly on his chest. He was not even aware that his nails were embedded in his flesh due to the severe pain.
Chapter completed!