Deng Changle groaned secretly in his heart.

Even if it is a top hospital like Dongshan Hospital, equipped with top medical teams and drugs, the most successful rescue record of the burn department of Dongshan Hospital is only 56% of patients with ii° and iii° burn areas.

Good guys, these three patients in Yuezhong are all Wang Zha when they come up. How can they be saved?

Just when Deng Changle was hesitating, Director Yang Xingliang saw the foreign aid arriving, quickly took off his gloves and opened the door:

"Is it Director Deng? Oh, I've been waiting for you to come. Come on, the patient is in critical condition and is no longer urinating. The next step is up to you top experts."

Before Deng Changle could refuse, Director Yang personally took the surgical gown and prepared it for the Shanghai experts to put on, without giving them a chance to refuse.

"No, Lao Yang, you have done a good job in debriding this patient. There is no need to replace him. This..."

Deng Changle didn't want to take over the patient at all, and wanted to turn around and return to Shanghai immediately. Unfortunately, Yang Xingliang didn't give him a chance. Zuo Liwei from the nearby Yuezhong Hospital also came to help.

"Director Deng, don't be polite. Look, we have so many young doctors here. Everyone is waiting for you to teach us a lesson."

Next to him, Director Qi Guomin, who was superstitious about big hospitals in big cities, was also constantly begging for mercy:

"Director Deng, you must take action. Without you and all the experts, my life as a master worker is difficult to save. Please, please."

Now it's better, I've finally driven the duck up the tree.

Deng Changle opened his mouth wide, unable to say any words of rejection, so he had to stamp his feet heavily:

"Change clothes, let's go up."

It doesn't matter to the other doctors from Shanghai Hospital. Anyway, it has nothing to do with them whether the patient lives or dies. Practicing with such seriously injured patients is of great benefit to increasing clinical experience.

Fifteen minutes later, the burn team from the First Affiliated Hospital of the Province withdrew and was replaced by a medical team from Dongshan Hospital.

After Yang Xingliang changed his clothes and disinfected, he didn't want any red envelopes, and immediately led his subordinates to "escape" from Yuezhong as quickly as possible.

He is a smart man. Judging from the attitude of the Yuezhong Hospital and the condition of the patients, he knows that these three seriously injured patients are definitely hot potatoes.

If it cannot be cured, it is Yue Steel Factory that offends, but if it is cured, it is Chen Qi, the master of Yue Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, who offends him. He is risking his career for a red envelope. This business is not cost-effective. It is best to leave as soon as possible.

Once the team from the No. 1 Haiyi Hospital leaves, it will be a disaster for the doctors at Dongshan Hospital.

This time they came with 5 doctors and 3 nurses, and they brought with them some secret Chinese ointment for burns. They were full of confidence at first, but now they all looked serious.

During the debridement, the three seriously injured patients screamed in agony.

Chen Qi and Zhang Xing quietly hid behind the glass window to watch how the experts from Shanghai and Shanghai performed debridement. If it weren't for the requirement of sterility, he would have wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds and become a melon-eating crowd.

"Hey, this debridement is really rough. I must be in a hurry..."

Zhang Xing had no doubt that he was there and nodded heavily: "Okay, Dean, I'll go talk to Factory Director Qi now."

Chen Qi choked up after hearing this, thinking that it is great to be young and have a strong head!

Qi Guomin is just outside the burn ward, comforting his family members:

"Don't worry, we have invited the best experts from Shanghai Dongshan Hospital in the country and are doing our best to rescue him. No matter how much money we spend, our Yue Steel Plant will not frown."

"Director Qi, Wenjie is the backbone of my family, you must save my Wenjie!"

"Director, whether my son is dead or alive, I leave it all to you!"

"Director..."

"Director Qi, Director Qi!"

Qi Guomin was comforting him again and again when he heard someone calling him from behind and turned around, "Ah...who is that? What's wrong?"

"Director Qi, I am Zhang Xing, deputy director of the Burn Surgery Department of Yuezhong Hospital. I want to tell you something."

Qi Guomin was still confused, looking at the young doctor in front of him who had not yet come to his senses:

"What's the matter, tell me!"

Zhang Xing straightened his expression and said seriously:

"Director Qi, our Burn Surgery Department of Yuezhong Hospital is currently equipped with the most advanced rescue machines and monitoring instruments in the world. We also have the best burn drugs, and our Director Chen also has a set of rehydration plans and skin grafts developed by himself.

plan.

We have rescued several patients with severe burns in Africa, so our team is relatively experienced. Now there are loopholes in the treatment of experts in Shanghai. I think it is better to involve Dr. Chen and our team.

Save the patient’s life.”

Zhang Xing thought that after he said these words, Factory Director Qi should be impressed by him, and then he sincerely invited Yuezhong Hospital to participate in the rescue.

In the end, what he got back was Director Qi's chuckle:

"Haha, these words were taught to you by your Dean Chen, right?"

"No, this is me..."

"Young man, it's a good thing to be enterprising, but you can't be used as a weapon. Can your Yue Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital compare with Dongshan Hospital? You have to be self-aware!"

After speaking, the factory manager patted Zhang Xing on the shoulder and walked away without giving Zhang Xing a chance to explain.

"Director Qi, you can't do this, you..."

On the other side, Chen Qi is still a member of the public, looking at some of the practices of the burn department of Shanghai Hospital from the perspective of future generations, and sees how wrong they are.

For example, the doctors at Shanghai Hospital failed to perform aseptic procedures, which is the most basic operating standard in the burn department.

You must know that the Vietnam-China People's Hospital uses a "sterile ward" for patients with extensive burns. This thing is very advanced and is designed to reduce the risk of microbial infection.

But Dr. Huhai's hand touched this and that, and when he turned his hand, it came into contact with the patient's body surface. Chen Qi frowned, thinking that he wasted such a good sterile ward in vain.
Chapter completed!