Jiang Shaotian refused to accept the money no matter what, but the other party's attitude was very tough and he insisted on accepting it, otherwise he would block the door and not leave.

This money should have just been withdrawn from the bank, at least ten or twenty thousand.

"Auntie, I really can't accept this money. I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people! If you really want to thank me, take the money away and let your son treat his wife well in the future. Don't ever get depressed again.

I’m sick, really! This is the best thank you to me!”

Jiang Shaotian handed the money to the middle-aged woman again and said very seriously.

Now that we have reached this point, we can no longer insist on it. After all, we all have a clear mind and understand the cause and effect of the matter. Fortunately, the surgery was performed in time, otherwise it will be too late!

"You are such an upright kid. Otherwise, can Auntie treat you to dinner after get off work in the evening?"

The middle-aged woman reluctantly accepted the money and asked to treat Jiang Shaotian to dinner in the evening.

"Auntie, you should take care of the mother. After she is discharged from the hospital, she needs to rest a lot. Recovery after surgery is slower. But she must not let her suffer from depression again. In fact, depression is not a pretense, it is really an invisible condition.

terrible disease..."

Jiang Shaotian had nothing to do anyway, so he simply taught them about depression and prescribed some prescriptions for the mother to regulate her body.

Of course, these medicines can only be taken after she has given birth and will not affect breastfeeding.

After chatting for about half an hour, the mother's family members left one by one unhappily.

I was unhappy because Jiang Shaotian refused to accept the gift and refused to go to dinner.

They were happy because Jiang Shaotian saved the lives of their daughter-in-law and grandson in time.

"Xiao Jiang, you just did the right thing. As doctors, we cannot accept gifts from patients' families under any circumstances, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble or cause some invisible pressure on the patient's mind." Deputy Qin

The director said to him very satisfied.

He has been practicing medicine and treating diseases for decades, who has not seen him? Especially the kind of black-hearted doctor who either treats diseases randomly to make money, or forces extra money during the operation, and does not take human life seriously at all.

It was precisely this kind of moth that tarnished the doctor's glory. Therefore, he increasingly felt that Jiang Shaotian, who could withstand the temptation, was the most suitable candidate to be the director of the Chinese Medical Department.

"Teacher Qin, I also love money. But there is a saying that a gentleman loves money in a proper way. Although I am not a gentleman, I can't be a villain! Are you right?" Jiang Shaotian said with a sunny smile.

"You are right. I like young people with a true temperament like you! Dare to speak, dare to do, and dare to try! Our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine needs bold and innovative talents like you! Hahaha!" Deputy Director Qin felt like he was eating.

He laughed like honey.

"Cough~cough"

When the two were chatting happily, the disgraced Lu Mahua suddenly walked to the door and coughed: "Hey, what are you talking about? Are working hours so leisurely? I am very busy today. I have been seeing a doctor all afternoon and I didn't even drink!

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"Oh, it's time to get off work! Director Lu, please continue to be busy. We idlers must get off work on time!"

Jiang Shaotian lowered his head and glanced at his watch, then walked out the door without even taking off his white coat.

"You are simply arrogant!" Lu Mahua said to Jiang Shaotian who was passing by: "Don't think that with Dean Xu protecting you, you will be lawless. If you continue like this, you will kill yourself sooner or later." "We'll see, we'll see.

Let's see who commits suicide in the end!" Jiang Shaotian snorted coldly and walked away without looking back.

"Director Lu, I have to get off work too. You don't care about the villain's faults. Don't behave like a little kid like him!"

Deputy Director Qin hung his white coat on the wall and said with a playful smile.

"Old Qin, just go ahead and make fun of him! With his flamboyant personality and his love for the limelight, something will happen sooner or later. I can't protect you if he gets involved by then! Hmph!"

After Lu Mahua complained, she strode away.

But in my heart, I was thinking about what to do to get the support of Vice President Jiang, so that I could win the position of director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in one fell swoop.

As for Lao Qin, he won't take it to heart because he doesn't like to argue about it. Otherwise, after so many years, he would still have the title of deputy director and associate professor.

The opponent he was vaguely worried about now was the "dark horse" Jiang Shaotian who suddenly appeared.

The word "dark horse" was the nickname given to him by the doctors and nurses of the First Department. Now he is definitely not the little intern who was commanded and criticized at will when he first arrived.

Now, he is showing his talent for the first time and has a good reputation. He also uses wonderful rejuvenating medical skills from time to time. In addition, he is a famous person next to Dean Xu, which makes many experts dare not underestimate him.

"It seems that I have three competitors... No, Jiang Shaotian is also one of them. So I have four opponents. I have to think carefully about how to defeat them."

Lu Mahua was thinking as she walked, and before she knew it, she came to the door of Vice President Jiang's office...

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the sunset on the horizon red, and the city in the evening ended a busy day in the halo of dusk.

Jiang Shaotian walked to the gate, looked at the bustling city, and followed the traffic to the ends of the earth with all his worries.

"Doctor, doctor... help my colleague quickly... Brother, don't fall asleep. We are already at the hospital."

As soon as he came out of the gate, he ran into several young men wearing black short-sleeves, black pants, and black field boots, running wildly and yelling.

Their skins are almost the same, and even their height, body shape, hairstyle, and clothing are almost exactly the same. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people.

One of them, a strong man with dark skin and sweat on his head, was rushing into the outpatient department at a sprint speed of 100 meters with a man covered in blood in his arms.

When the patients and staff in the hospital who were just about to leave saw this, they all consciously gave way. Several nurses who heard the sound and saw the bloody scene quickly took them to the emergency room.

One of the men followed them for a while, then suddenly turned around and returned to the outpatient registration area to register.

But the outpatient registration office was already closed, so he went to the emergency department registration office in the adjacent passage.

"It's so scary. There's blood all over the body. Could it have been stabbed by some bad guy?"

"I don't think they look like ordinary police officers, they look a bit like people with special jobs."

"Special work... have you watched the news? Where did the stabbing incident occur? Why didn't I see the news report?"

Several men and women came to their senses and stood in the outpatient department and started talking loudly. The scene just now was really scary.

The blood on that man kept dripping onto the ground, staining the hospital floor red. Everywhere he went, it was red.

"...There was so much blood, how deep the wound must be!"

Jiang Shaotian stood on the white floor stained red with blood and said with extremely complicated mood.

A moment later, after the crew-cut man paid the fee, he rushed to the emergency room...

In the emergency room, a group of doctors and nurses tightly surrounded the young man who was covered in tubes and undergoing blood transfusion.

The man's body was very weak, almost all the blood in his body was drained, and he could barely breathe. If he hadn't been sent to the hospital in time and used special medicine to forcibly stop the bleeding, coupled with the most advanced electric shock for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he might have passed away.

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Through a series of high-tech instrument examinations, doctors found that he had three gunshot wounds and several stab wounds all over his body. The most fatal gunshot wound was near his heart, which was also the most troublesome and headache for doctors.

"Director, there is one bullet in the patient's deltoid muscle, one in the calf, and the most dangerous bullet is stuck next to the heart, and it just pinches the coronary artery. If it is forcibly removed, I'm afraid it will..."

"Director, the patient's stab wounds are not serious. Although the bleeding has stopped, it will still take several hours to sew these wounds. If the bullet is removed first, if these wounds suddenly burst and bleed again, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Then should we treat the stab wound first and take out the other two bullets, or should we take out the bullet near the heart first?"

The doctors in the emergency room all turned their heads towards Fang Hong, the chief doctor of the Department of Western Medicine, known as the "Sage of Surgeons".

"You guys first treat the patient's small stab wound and stitch it up immediately. I'll call Dean Xu right away for instructions..."

This patient had a special identity and all the injuries on his body were fatal. No matter which option he chose, he was racing against death. Therefore, Fang Hong did not dare to make a conclusion easily and could only call the leader to seek advice.

"clear!"

Several nurses with quick hands and feet immediately picked up sterilized needles and thread and began to carefully suture the exposed knife wounds on the patient's hands and feet.

A bullet stuck in an artery like this will not be life-threatening for the time being as long as you don't move it. If you take out the bullet rashly without adequate preparation, it will cause the arterial blood to explode, and even Daluo Jinxian will be unable to recover.

sky.

Therefore, this bullet is like a time bomb that will explode at any time and ruthlessly take away the patient's life.

Soon, Dean Xu and Vice Dean Jiang ran in hurriedly, one behind the other.

When they learned about the dangerous situation of special patients, they also fell into deep contemplation.

Time passed by minute by second, and experts still had no foolproof solution to this scalp-numbing bullet.

After a long time, Dean Xu said: "Is there enough blood in the blood bank? First prepare 3000 ml of blood as a backup, and then call people outside to be ready to donate blood at any time!"

"Dean Xu, do you want to take out the bullet by force?" Vice President Jiang asked with a serious face: "If the bleeding cannot be stopped, he will die!"
Chapter completed!