"I said, send a patient here who is waiting to die. If something happens, I will be responsible." Ye Yang replied.

"You..." Guo Xianji suddenly choked on his words.

Then, Guo Xianji looked at Su Qingge.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Qingge said first: "Director Guo, please contact the hospital, contact the patient's family, and send one of those patients who have given up treatment in the hospital."

"Mr. Su, this is no small matter, are you not afraid of something happening?" Guo Xianji asked.

"I believe him!" Su Qingge replied.

Hearing what Su Qingge said, Guo Xianji took a deep breath.

After a while, he finally made up his mind and said to Ye Yang: "Boy, I can send you patients, but you must write me a letter of responsibility. If anything goes wrong, you will bear all the responsibility."

"Furthermore, Huamei Group still needs to issue relevant certificates before I can send the patient here."

"Okay, I'll give you this certificate." Su Qingge said.

Ye Yang smiled: "I am writing this responsibility letter to you!"

"In that case, I will send you one."

...

A few minutes later, all the certificates were obtained and Guo Xianji finally contacted the hospital.

Jiangcheng First Hospital, ICU intensive care unit.

Many stroke patients are receiving treatment here, and among them, there are also patients with cerebral hemorrhage who require craniotomy.

In the intensive care unit, there are also several cases of cerebral hemorrhage that cannot be craniotomy due to physical reasons and can only receive conservative treatment.

For this kind of severe disease, conservative treatment is almost like hovering at the juncture of life and death, and there is even no possibility of survival at all.

They are here just delaying death.

The hospital received a call from Guo Xianji.

After going through various procedures, the hospital contacted the family and asked a professor for diagnosis, and the family's consent was obtained.

After all the procedures were completed, the ambulance took a critically ill patient to the laboratory of Huamei Group.

...

In the laboratory.

At this time, Ye Yang was writing the prescription. Guo Xianji and others came over to see what Ye Yang was writing, but Ye Yang did not show it to them.

After a while, Ye Yang handed the prescription to Su Qingge: "Follow this prescription, grab the medicine and fry it!"

"I'm not very familiar with this, why don't you ask Director Guo to come?" Su Qingge asked back.

"I don't trust him." Ye Yang replied directly.

"You..." Guo Xianji blew his beard angrily and glared.

Su Qingge chuckled, took the prescription handed over by Ye Yang, prepared the medicine in the laboratory, and followed Ye Yang's methods and steps to fry the Chinese medicine.

Then, Ye Yang took out some silver needles and made preparations.

Seeing this, Guo Xianji said, "Ye Yang, are you kidding me? Do you want to use Chinese medicine to treat critically ill cerebral hemorrhage and stroke patients?"

"It's not that I don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is obvious to all. The effect of the medicine is too slow, and patients with critical cerebral hemorrhage will not be able to wait until then."

Ye Yang smiled when he heard this: "The civilization of Daxia is extensive and profound, and the things left by our ancestors are engraved in our bones. As descendants of Yan and Huang, we must have cultural confidence."

Guo Xianji was stunned by Ye Yang's words.

But he still frowned and said: "I know that Daxia culture is profound and profound, but Chinese medicine is not as effective as Western medicine in treating this kind of acute disease."

Hearing this, Ye Yang looked at Guo Xianji: "You, the Western medicine doctor, want to do a craniotomy!"


Chapter completed!