"Doesn't every drug require at least a hundred people for testing to get data support?"
Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Dr. Wang, Professor Li, I understand your concerns, but this isn't a competition to see whose philosophy is correct, yours or Fu Shan's?"
"Wouldn't you all come up with the same excuse if you saw my disciple Fu Shan's philosophy prove correct and the patient recover?"
"This..."
Zhou Xuan's retort left Dr. Wang, Professor Li, and the others speechless.
Many of their supporters, however, spoke up for their mentors.
"Zhou Xuan, you think too despicably of us!
"For science, for human medicine, how could we do such a thing?"
Zhou Xuan stroked his chin and said meaningfully, "Oh? Is that so?"
"I've seen you only dare to get angry at children, yet refuse to accept the reality that there are always greater things and more capable people."
"You're afraid to even conduct human trials yourself, lacking confidence, yet unwilling to consider other people's opinions."
"Sigh, with that attitude, you shouldn't claim to be acting for human medicine."
Zhou Xuan shook his head. "You only wish to maintain the status quo and guard your own substantial salaries."
"As for patients like her, you never consider whether they can afford to wait."
A heated argument ensued among the onlookers.
"Hmph, just you wait, Professor Li's and Dr. Wang's treatments will definitely be effective. What else can Fu Shan do but latch onto this incident?"
However, an hour later, the patient who had taken Professor Li's medication began to vomit and suffer from diarrhea.
Everyone was thrown into confusion.
This severe adverse reaction terrified all the biochemical experts.
"I want to know, what exactly did she eat or drink?" Zhou Xuan asked.
Professor Li blinked, puzzled by Zhou Xuan's sudden question.
"Her diet is the same as the group of patients receiving your treatment, it hasn't changed at all. We've been monitoring her the entire time."
"I know," Zhou Xuan interrupted. "Her breathing is weak and rapid. It's clear the medication is wrong."
Professor Li immediately went to examine the patient's symptoms.
"Pupils dilated! She's exhibiting spasms, quickly, notify the emergency team!"
"No need, I'll do it!"
Zhou Xuan placed his right hand on the woman's head, closing his eyes to feel her pulse and heartbeat.
The woman's pulse was very weak, so faint it seemed it would cease at any moment.
Her body was cold, like a piece of chilled jade.
This further solidified Zhou Xuan's suspicion.
Professor Li looked at Zhou Xuan and asked, "What is it?"
"Her symptoms are entirely due to improper use of the Chu Ye Grass. The reaction between the two has caused her to be poisoned," Zhou Xuan stated.
"Master, I'll help you with acupuncture to assist in detoxification!"
Zhou Xuan nodded, slowly moving his right hand towards the woman's chest.
The moment his hand touched her skin, her body trembled as if she had encountered something terrifying.
"The toxins in her body are spreading rapidly. If this continues, she will die," Zhou Xuan said with a furrowed brow.
At this moment, a nurse in a white lab coat approached with two syringes, saying, "Please follow me to the laboratory."
"She's my patient, and this is not suitable for her now, or it will accelerate her death. The chemical reaction with Chu Ye Grass is not easily resolved, and you haven't even prepared an antidote!" Zhou Xuan refused.
"Zhou Xuan, I hope you understand that you cannot waste any more time!" Professor Li reprimanded sternly.
"No matter how bad it is, it can alleviate her current symptoms. We need to get her to a hospital."
Zhou Xuan took a deep breath and turned to look at the woman. She was staring at him, her eyes filled with pleading.
He reached out his hand to the girl on the bed, placing it on her pulse, and simultaneously closed his eyes to listen carefully.
At this moment, everyone fell silent, anxiously watching the patient lying on the bed.
After a while, Zhou Xuan opened his eyes. "Fu Shan, insert needles at Fengfu, Bajiao of the Lower Jiao, Yongquan, and Sanyinjiao acupoints."
Fu Shan was quick to act.
Following Zhou Xuan's every word, he began to insert the needles.
Professor Li questioned, "Our medication is useless? And you're resorting to acupuncture? Will that even help?"
Zhou Xuan remained silent this time, not answering the question.
Instead, he stood up, picked up a syringe from the side, went to the nearby test bench, drew a dose of medication, and placed it in a test tube.
"What are you doing?" Professor Li exclaimed in surprise.
"Do you think ordinary antidotes will work for her now?" Zhou Xuan retorted.
"You doubt this reagent?"
"No, just a mere suspicion," Zhou Xuan smiled.
"Her reaction is severe. If you move her, her blood will circulate, and by the time we reach the hospital, the toxins will have spread to her internal organs, making treatment even more difficult. Professor Li, unless you've experienced it yourself, you won't understand the patient's suffering."
Fu Shan also looked at the woman with pity and said, "Although she tried your medicine, you only care if your medicine works, never considering if this sister can survive if the toxins re-enter her body this time?"
"After all, they have been suffering from this illness for so many years. If the toxins invade their bodies again, there will be little chance of survival!"
As Professor Li prepared to say more, Zhou Xuan shook his head, signaling him to refrain from speaking further. He had made up his mind.
Professor Li sighed helplessly, acknowledging the passionate heart of this young Master Zhou.
Qiu Yunhai looked at Zhou Xuan, understanding his kind intentions.
He was very different from those experts who, for the sake of research, disregarded the individuals undergoing testing.
Heh...
In this world, there are plenty of people who offer opinions without experiencing the situation firsthand.
At this moment, everyone held their breath, anticipating how Zhou Xuan and Fu Shan, the master and disciple duo, would bring this patient back to life.
After the acupuncture was completed.
The girl's condition began to improve rapidly.
Zhou Xuan placed his left hand on her slender neck, feeling her pulse.
"Her heartbeat is unstable, and her pulse is irregular, but thankfully, the spread of toxins has stopped!" Zhou Xuan stated.
"Fu Shan, bring out the antidote I instructed you to prepare privately."
Before long.
Fu Shan tremblingly brought over a bowl of medicinal soup.
This sight astonished all the medical experts, as, in their eyes, could such a substance truly detoxify?
It seemed utterly unscientific.
"Zhou Xuan, is this a joke? I don't believe this herbal soup is any better than my antidote!"