Chapter 445 [Scientific basis] (Part 1)

Zhang Yang nodded, stretched out his finger to seal his mute hole. Two men collapsed on the bed, looking at Zhang Daren wearing rubber gloves and slowly took out the syringe from his handbag. Their eyes were full of despair. Zhang Yang was not willing to kill people at any time, but Chang Haixin's experience made him hate these people. The hands of these people were already covered in blood. If they were let go, it would leave hidden dangers, and it would endanger the safety of his relatives and friends in the future. Zhang Yang's attitude towards certain things changed unknowingly because of Chang Haixin's affairs. Zhang Yang used the syringe to slowly push the venom into their veins. He noticed that the two elbows were covered with needle holes. Both of them seemed to have a long history of drug use. Zhang Yang had to admire Guoan's investigation ability. He thought about every step very carefully. It was a good reason to commit suicide by overdose.

Zhang Yang said, "You can't live a life of your own sins. You can go well. Zong Qiwei, I will greet him for you. After saying this, Zhang Yang walked out of the room, closed the door calmly, and left the Fuyuan Hotel.

Zhang Bijun sat in the Lan'an Cafe, looking at Zhang Yang who had already removed his disguise, and walked through the Citizen Square and came to her.

Zhang Bijun was wearing a Chanel dress, wearing a pair of wide sunglasses, dressed in a pretty ladylike outfit. Zhang Yang sat down opposite her, took off the baseball cap on her head, touched her bare head, and smiled and said, "Everything went well."

Zhang Bijun said: "It's confirmed?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "That's right, it's him!"

The waiter brought coffee and couldn't help but look at Zhang Yang's shiny bald head. Zhang Yang glared at her eyes, and her sharp edge was revealed. The waiter was so scared that he shivered. The tray in his hand didn't hold it, and it fell to the ground. The manager on duty rushed over and apologized to them repeatedly.

Zhang Bijun waved his hand and waited until they left, and said to Zhang Yang: "Put on the hat, it looks too fierce."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I think this look is cool."

Zhang Bijun said: "Have you found any clues?"

Zhang Yang said: "I asked about a person's name, Zong Qiwei!"

Zhang Bijun had already put Zong Qiwei's photo on the desktop and pushed it in front of Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang picked up the photo and looked at it.

Zhang Bijun said: "This person has been controlled by us and wants to use him to lure Tang Xingsheng out."

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "That means I can't touch him anymore?"

Zhang Bijun smiled calmly and said, "For temporary, you can only catch big fish with a long line. Guoan has recently received a very important task, so that we can chase some fugitive officials. Tang Xingsheng is very cunning. Whether Canada and us have an extradition treaty, and if they want to catch him, they can only use Zong Qiwei."

Zhang Yang said: "Did you use me to kill those two killers to ensure that Zong Qiwei is not exposed?" He felt a little depressed, and he might have been used by Guoan again.

Zhang Bijun said: "The organization will do its best to ensure your safety."

Zhang Yang said disdainfully: "That's how I protect it? I almost turned into a Beijing roast duck!"

Zhang Bijun said: "This matter has nothing to do with the organization. Tang Xingsheng is your enemy you provoked. If we hadn't learned about this from Zong Qiwei, you wouldn't have known who was the real culprit of the arson."

Zhang Yang was silent, what Zhang Bijun said was indeed the truth.

Zhang Bijun said: "Some things cannot be only looked at the surface, Liu Qingrong's affairs, Qiu Fengxian's affairs, and the fact that Jinbei wants to invest in a new airport. Whether there is any conspiracy behind this series of things needs to be investigated, Zhang Yang! We have given you enough time."

Zhang Yang said: "Since I promised you, I will investigate this matter clearly. I also ask you to remember one thing, whether it is Zong Qiwei or Tang Xingsheng, whether you cover them or not, I will not let these two bastards go."

At three o'clock in the morning, Chang Haixin arrived in Jiangcheng with his family. After arriving in Jiangcheng, he was immediately transferred to the special care unit of Guangci Surgery Hospital. Yu Ziliang and his wife Zhou Xiuli were both stayed in the hospital and waited. They immediately checked Chang Haixin's injuries.

Yuan Zhiqing accompanied her daughter all the way. After so long, she was extremely tired and looked very haggard.

The eldest son Chang Haitian also came to the hospital in advance to wait. He held his mother's hand and advised: "Mom, Dr. Yu has a very high medical skills. Haixin gives him treatment. Don't worry. I'll accompany you to rest. Don't let your body break."

Yuan Zhiqing shook his head and said, "I won't go anywhere, I'm just waiting for the results of Dr. Yu."

After Yu Ziliang examined Chang Haixin's injuries, he nodded to Zhang Yang. The two came to his office. Yu Ziliang said: "The burn is very serious. If skin grafting is not carried out, large areas of scars may be left!"

Zhang Yang said: "How much area does a third-degree burn have?"

Yu Ziliang drew a person's portrait on the blackboard in the office, and then used chalk to draw a circle on his left cheek: "It's about 12 square centimeters, and such a large area is not easy to heal. If we have a deep second-degree burn around, if we treat it properly, we may not leave scars, but I really can't think of a better way to get the third-degree burn."

Zhang Yang said: "All you have to do is to thoroughly debride. With the premise of minimal damage, make fresh wounds on the damaged area. I am responsible for the regeneration and repair of her skin."

Yu Ziliang looked at Zhang Yang half-believingly. Although he had experienced Zhang Yang's incredible methods, this time it was a burn. He really couldn't imagine how to regenerate complete epithelial tissue on the third-degree burned skin and recover as before without leaving any scars.

Zhang Yang said: "Can you do it?"

Yu Ziliang said: "This kind of debridement sounds simple, but it is quite complicated to do. If my wife is better than me in the microscopic field, she should give it to her."

Zhang Yang said: "How long will it take?"

Yu Ziliang said: "Observe the situation tonight first, and you can enter the operating room at 9:00 tomorrow morning." He looked at the time and said: "There are less than six hours left."

Zhang Yang said: "Okay, I will be here before nine o'clock tomorrow."

Chang Haitian and Zhang Yang came to Jiangcheng Pharmaceutical Factory together. He called all six senior engineers and ten technicians from the laboratory to the factory with the purpose of cooperating with Zhang Yang to make scald ointment.

Zhang Yang re-improves his past scald prescription, which mixed some ingredients of the Anti-Tian Dan. After prescribing the prescription, Chang Haitian asked someone to make samples overnight. His sister's situation made him particularly distressed. He personally supervised every link and tried not to make any mistakes.

Zhang Yang saw Chang Haitian's nervousness and comforted him, "Don't worry, my prescription is very effective and has the effect of replenishing skin and skin. If you take it internally with decoction, I believe Haixin will definitely be able to restore her former appearance."

Chang Haitian said: "Our family regards Haixin as the pearl in their hands. I didn't expect her to suffer such a disaster. If I could do it for her, I would be ugly, but if this matter fell on her..." Chang Haitian sighed, his expression was dim, his eyes were slightly red, and the depth of the relationship between the brother and sister was touching.

Zhang Yang said: "Do you still remember Qin Huan? We can bring him back to life with such a serious illness, not to mention that Hai Xin is just a skin trauma."

Chang Haitian pursed his lips, patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and said, "I believe in you!"

The pressure on Zhang Daren was also very high. Chang Haixin's face had a large area of ​​burns. In the past, he had treated burns and scars, but he had never encountered such a large area and severity of burns. In the Sui Dynasty, there was naturally no concept of burn classification. After coming into contact with modern medicine, Zhang Yang knew that scars were almost inevitable in the current medical understanding. What made Zhang Yang really uneasy was that Chang Haixin was burned this time was entirely due to his own implication. Except for Qin Qing, he did not tell anyone that although he had successfully eliminated the two murderers who set fire, he still could not get peace in his heart.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Yu Ziliang sat quietly in the office. The surgical plan had been decided. He had seen Zhang Yang's magic more than once, so Yu Ziliang dared to agree to this operation, which seemed incredible to other doctors, to completely debride the wound and remove necrotic tissue. It doesn't sound complicated to release fresh wounds under the premise of causing minimal damage, but the next thing was not a treatment in a conventional concept, but to use the wound medicine prepared by Zhang Yang himself.

His wife Zhou Xiuli whispered: "Ziliang, you have to think clearly. If we follow the conventional treatment plan, we can wait until the wound is newly born granulation tissue and then undergo skin grafting surgery, and then undergo plastic surgery. Even if we cannot fully restore her appearance, we can still achieve 70%. However, the wound medicines provided by Zhang Yang have not even undergone drug experiments. We do not know the ingredients and the specific efficacy. It can even be said that we don't know anything. If there is a postoperative infection, or if Chang Haixin is allergic to this ointment, it is not just a simple matter of delaying the treatment opportunity!"

Yu Ziliang's hands were tangled together, his brows frowned, and he was thinking about something.

Zhou Xiuli said again: "Chang Haixin is the daughter of Chang Song, the mayor of Lanshan City. If we have any problems this time, your reputation for life may be ruined. Ziliang, I really don't want you to take risks."

Yu Ziliang whispered: "Zhang Yang, I have never disappointed me!"

Zhou Xiuli said: "No matter what his ability is, he is just a graduate of a health school. Maybe a few magical prescriptions passed down from his ancestors does not mean that he can cure all diseases. Ziliang, we have worked hard to study medicine for so many years, and you have achieved success and fame. Do you still have to take risks to verify some so-called magic?"

Yu Ziliang said: "I believe that Zhang Yang will not take risks with his friend's life. He is a responsible young man."

What else Zhou Xiuli wanted to say, there was a knock on the door outside, and Zhang Yang and Chang Haitian walked in together.

Yu Ziliang said: "Have the drug been prepared?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "It's fully configured and it's all produced under sterile conditions, so there's no need to worry about infection."

Zhou Xiuli said: "Zhang Yang, how sure are you?"

Zhang Yang said: "Now it's eight points!"

Yu Ziliang said: "Prepare for the operation!"

Zhou Xiuli bit her lip. She knew that her husband had made up his mind to have a heart-warming operation for Chang Hai. She couldn't bear to watch her husband take risks with her half-life's reputation and whispered: "I'll do this kind of surgery, and microscopy is my strength!"

Neither Zhang Yang nor Chang Haitian were fools. They already understood that Yu Ziliang and his wife were facing great pressure at this time.

Chang Haitian said: "Dr. Yu and Dr. Zhou, for a girl, appearance is even more important than life. If Haixin cannot recover her appearance, I am afraid she will never be happy again. Please..."

Zhou Xiuli interrupted Chang Haitian and said, "Preface is more important than life? If life is gone, what is the use of a beautiful appearance? There are many ways to restore appearance. We can proceed step by step and follow scientific methods..."

Yu Ziliang hurriedly interrupted his wife and said, "Summer, enough!"

Only then did Zhang Yang realize that the pressure on Yu Ziliang and his wife came from him. He smiled at Zhou Xiuli and said, "Dr. Zhou has no confidence in my injury medicine?"

Zhou Xiuli nodded without any concealment and said, "I know you know some medicine and have many folk remedies on your hands, but people will not be lucky forever. Chang Haixin has a third-degree burn. Just relying on your ointment, she can grow skin again? So will our medical theory be overturned by you? Isn't it a joke for the burn discipline that has been formed after so many years?"

Zhang Yang said: "The medical theory and burn disciplines you mentioned are all foreign, all Western medicine. Many things in traditional Chinese medicine cannot be explained by theory."

Zhou Xiuli argued: "But everything must be based on science. How can you make me believe that your ointment can regenerate the skin? Have you ever thought that any drug is risky? If there is a postoperative infection or an allergic reaction during the operation, who will be responsible for the life of this poor girl?"
Chapter completed!