Chapter 713 Doctor Wang's Fawning
The female emergency doctor, seeing this, also exclaimed, "It seems the Medical Association may have misunderstood this newly appointed King of Medicine!"
She had also heard about Chen Xuan being stripped of his title as King of Medicine.
But now, the facts proved Chen Xuan's medical skills were so advanced. With such high medical skills, how could Chen Xuan possibly have cheated? After all, this was a patient that even the entire Medical Association and Western medicine couldn't cure.
"You say that young man is that newly appointed King of Medicine?"
Upon hearing the female emergency doctor's exclamation, Doctor Wang frowned.
This matter had caused quite a stir, and he was aware of it.
"Precisely!"
The female emergency doctor said, "I was present when he received the title of King of Medicine in Jiangnan."
By now, how could Doctor Wang not understand? Chen Xuan was the true master, and Old Zhang was merely assisting.
Suddenly, Doctor Wang thought of something and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, the Medical Association is such an idiot, driving away such a divine doctor!"
At this thought, Doctor Wang's previous intention resurfaced, very strongly.
It wasn't that traditional Chinese medicine didn't want Chen Xuan; Western medicine did!
Soon, Chen Xuan treated all the critically ill patients.
"Is traditional Chinese medicine so magical? Did I make the wrong decision back then?"
Seeing this scene, Doctor Wang felt deeply ashamed.
These patients were ones they had no solution for, even preparing to euthanize them. Yet Chen Xuan, using the magical art of traditional Chinese medicine, pulled these patients back from the brink of death.
Doctor Wang had once studied traditional Chinese medicine, but later found it to be nothing special, so he switched to Western medicine. At this moment, he began to doubt if his decision was correct.
"Let's go, let's check on the condition of the regular patients," Chen Xuan said lightly.
The critically ill patients were the most urgent. Now that they had been handled, it was time to see the regular patients.
"I'll lead the way for you!"
Doctor Wang trotted ahead, leading the way.
His face was full of enthusiasm, smiling like a flower.
Chen Xuan frowned, looking at Doctor Wang's expression.
Just now, this fellow was sarcastic and didn't give him a single pleasant look. Now he's so enthusiastic, did he take the wrong medicine?
But how could Chen Xuan know Doctor Wang's thoughts? Now, Doctor Wang wanted to curry favor with Chen Xuan, to gain his good impression, so that Chen Xuan would smoothly join Western medicine!
Soon, the group arrived at the ward for patients with common illnesses.
It had to be said that the Western doctors responsible for infectious diseases were quite reliable. Seriously ill, regular, and mild patients were all separated. If a patient's condition worsened, they would be transferred to the corresponding ward for management.
This not only saved manpower and resources but also allowed for faster treatment.
This time, upon entering the ward for regular patients, Chen Xuan simply took their pulse, without using acupuncture.
Old Zhang, following behind, frowned and asked, "Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this? Are you just leaving?"
Suddenly, a clap of thunder exploded, startling Old Zhang: "Old Zhang, what do you know? This is Mr. Chen's method of treating patients. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Go wherever it's cool... Come, come, Mr. Chen, I'll carry your bag!"
In front of everyone's shocked eyes, Doctor Wang snatched Chen Xuan's bag from Old Zhang and put it on his shoulder.
He stood tall and proud, his face full of arrogance.
Old Zhang was astonished.
Aren't you Western medicine? You were at odds with traditional Chinese medicine and shouting just now, how did you become a lickspittle now? Your alignment changed so quickly?
Doctor Wang sneered.
What do you know!
My doing this has a deep meaning, and it's also to win over talent!
Look at it, a young and promising TCM doctor like Mr. Chen, being ostracized by you old guys, it's better for him to come to our Western medicine!
Chen Xuan also frowned, observing Doctor Wang's change.
However, treating patients was the priority, so Chen Xuan turned and headed straight for the second floor.
On the second floor were all mild patients. Patients with good mental states were still playing on their phones, playing Dou Dizhu, looking rosy. But patients with poor mental states were dazed, as if their mothers had died, listless.
Their mental state reflected their physical condition. Most patients with good mental states had mild symptoms, but those with less good mental states were more prone to worsening their condition.
Therefore, sometimes patients need not only physical health but also mental health!
As soon as they heard that a divine doctor was coming to treat them, all the patients looked at them eagerly.
One patient who had been listless moments ago, upon hearing this news, immediately jumped off the bed and grabbed Old Zhang's hand: "Divine doctor, you must save us quickly! I also have a vast fortune. As long as you save me, I'll give you half!"
Old Zhang shook his head awkwardly, "My dear sir, you've misunderstood. I am not the doctor treating you."
"Ah?"
The patient was also embarrassed. He glanced at Chen Xuan and Doctor Wang, then with a smile, he grabbed Doctor Wang's hand: "Doctor, I guessed right, you must be that divine doctor..."
Doctor Wang quickly pulled his hand out of the patient's grasp and shook his head like a rattle, saying, "It's not me either."
"Ah?"
The patient was dumbfounded. Finally, he looked at Chen Xuan, who was several years younger than his son, and asked suspiciously, "Are you talking about him?"
"Congratulations, you guessed correctly, it is indeed Doctor Chen Xuan!"
Just as Old Zhang was about to speak, Doctor Wang quickly interjected, speaking first.
After speaking, Doctor Wang glanced at Old Zhang, seeing it? You Chinese medicine practitioners are inferior to us Western medicine practitioners, and you're not as good at flattering people as we are!
Old Zhang: "......"
In terms of shamelessness, traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to your Western medicine.
The patient's eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Xuan in shock.
He immediately shook his head, "I'm not getting treated!"
With that, he turned around, got onto the bed, and rolled over, lying down to sleep.
This young man, what is there to treat!
I have a vast fortune, I won't be a guinea pig!
Doctor Wang, to show off in front of Chen Xuan, cleared his throat and said urgently, "Sir, you should think carefully. Do you want to be treated or not?"
"No treatment, no treatment, no treatment! Whoever wants treatment is a bastard!"
The patient yelled from under the quilt, his voice muffled.
It seemed he was determined not to let Chen Xuan treat him.
He was only a mild patient now. If he became Chen Xuan's guinea pig, what if something went wrong?
At home, he still had a beautiful wife and several mistresses waiting for him.
Old Zhang was at a loss. The patient refused treatment, what should he do?
To be honest, Old Zhang had no experience in this regard. Before his injury, Old Zhang was a great physician, and countless people begged him to treat others. Begging him to treat patients? Sorry, he really didn't know how.
However, Doctor Wang clearly had some experience.
Doctor Wang's lips curved slightly, and he said with a faint smile, "You say you don't want treatment, and I won't care. Tomorrow, the critically ill patients will also be discharged, and then you will be the only one in the hospital. You will be responsible for your own food, drink, and daily life..."
After saying that, less than three seconds later, the patient suddenly poked his head out from under the covers and asked in shock, "You mean... he cured the critically ill patients?"