personal doctor

"What? Director Jiang, the patient is seriously ill, time waits for no one." Xu Xiaohai said anxiously.

He knew that Jiang Huaheng and the others were fighting secretly with Mo Zhitao, but no matter how hard they fought, they couldn't fight with the patient.

For example, this patient is suffering for the second time. If the rescue is not carried out within 6 hours, the best treatment time will be lost. The patient may be permanently paralyzed or even die. At that time, the patient's family members will definitely go to the hospital to make a fuss.

Suddenly, Xu Xiaohai figured it out. What Jiang Huaheng wanted was for the patient's family to make trouble, and he wanted Mo Zhitao not to stay in the TCM department.

"Xu Xiaohai, didn't Mo Zhitao say that Chinese medicine is very powerful? He also said that it is the quintessence of Chinese medicine, which is just for them to cure patients." Jiang Huaheng stared at Xu Xiaohai.

Xu Xiaohai had no choice but to send the patient to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine with other nurses. Zhang Song and Mo Zhitao were about to go back from get off work, but they did not expect a patient to come.They are now in the period of "starting a business", and the more patients, the better.

"Zhitao, come here." Xu Xiaohai pulled Mo Zhitao aside, and then he told Mo Zhitao the reason of the incident.

"Zhitao, hurry up and send the patient to the city, or something will happen." Xu Xiaohai said worriedly.

"Xiao Hai, what do you think I should do now?" Mo Zhitao said coldly.

"Doctors have a parental heart. Jiang Huaheng is afraid that something will happen and push the patient out, but I am not that kind of person. I will treat the patient well. You'd better go, or Jiang Huaheng will wear small shoes for you, and I will deal with this matter. "

When Mo Zhitao returned to the ward, Zhang Song stood there frowning. He also told Mo Zhitao what Xu Xiaohai said. accident.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "Director Zhang, let me come, I am confident to cure him. Meijing, help me watch the door, I want to treat the patient, you can't let other people in."

Mo Zhitao asked Zhang Song and the others to go out, leaving only him and the patient in the ward.

After a while he will perform the needle, and he cannot let others see it.Especially if Xiao Rufeng and the others saw the flowing acupuncture method, they would doubt his identity.

The patient is already in a deep coma, and if no rescue is carried out, the consequences will be very serious, and Jiang Huaheng and those villains will be even more proud.

It's a pity that I don't have true qi in my body yet, otherwise the effect would be better if I used qi to apply the needle.During the lunch break, Mo Zhitao also practiced the Yin-Yang Jue, but his dantian still had no energy.

Mo Zhitao applied the needles. He punctured the patient's Baihui, Guanyuan, Taichong, Shenque and other acupoints.

Half an hour later, Mo Zhitao slowly pulled out the steel needle.Just now he had taken the patient's pulse and knew where the patient's cerebral blood vessels were blocked, so he targeted the acupuncture points to clear the patient's cerebral blood vessels, and there should be no serious problems.

When Mo Zhitao opened the door of the ward and walked out wearily, Yu Meijing stood there guarding the whole time.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao's face was covered with sweat, she felt a little distressed.

Yu Meijing handed over the towel and asked worriedly, "Doctor Mo, how is the patient?"

Just now she heard from her uncle that this patient is very serious, even if she goes to the city hospital, she may not be able to save it, and even if she does, there will be sequelae.Mo Zhitao was just a junior doctor at the District People's Hospital, so he probably couldn't save the patient.

"It's nothing, the patient will wake up in half an hour." Mo Zhitao took the towel and gently wiped the sweat on his face. The towel had a slight fragrance, which might have been carried by Yu Meijing all the time. aroma.

"It's really all right?" Yu Meijing couldn't believe it. The last time she saw Mo Zhitao treating patients, she seemed to be a bit powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The medical staff were very clear about the situation of the patient just now, "What's the specific situation?" Hearing Yu Meijing's voice, Zhang Song and the patient's family members came over.

Mo Zhitao said: "I helped him unblock the blocked blood vessels for the time being. When I wake up in half an hour, I will make medicine for him. I will get rid of the wind energy in his body."

"Doctor, thank you very much." The patient's family members said gratefully.

After Mo Zhitao prescribed the medicine, he asked one of the family members to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. In the past, someone in the Chinese medicine department specialized in making medicine, but now that the Chinese medicine department is withdrawn, the family members can only make medicine by themselves.

Half an hour later, Yaoren really woke up, and his mind was sober, he was able to say something, and Yu Meijing looked at Mo Zhitao differently.

"Let's go, let's get off work and let the family members watch them. I will give him another acupuncture treatment tomorrow and take seven days of traditional Chinese medicine. He can walk as usual and be discharged from the hospital." Mo Zhitao said to Zhang Song and the others: "It's so late now, I invite you to have supper."

"Zhitao, how did you do it?" Zhang Song asked.

"Can you know where the patient's cerebral blood vessels are blocked?" Zhang Song tried to ask himself that he didn't have such ability.

"Hehehe, I got blindfolded by chance." Mo Zhitao laughed, and he used the yin and yang medical classics to detect the pulse very well.

Yu Meijing said happily: "As long as Dr. Mo can cure this patient, it will be a living sign. There must be many patients coming to see Dr. Mo."

"Meijing, so you don't want to transfer to another department?" Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing and said.She is beautiful, especially with mischievous eyes, which makes people want to kiss Fangze.

Seeing Mo Zhitao looking at her, Yu Meijing hurriedly said, "Doctor Mo, you are the head of the Chinese Medicine Department now, and you want to treat us to supper."

"Okay, let's go to the old man's barbecue stall." Mo Zhitao said disapprovingly.

Zhang Song was in the hospital, and he came out with a motorcycle. Mo Zhitao asked Yu Mei to sit in Zhang Song's car, and he drove the motorcycle to the barbecue stall.

When Mo Zhitao got there, he saw several men talking around Yu Meijing, and Yu Meijing looked very angry.

Mo Zhitao knew that Yu Meijing had been molested, so he stepped forward and found that his face was pockmarked.

He couldn't help cursing angrily: "Pockmarked face, do you want to court death?"

"Who the hell is calling me by my name?" Pockmarked turned his face while talking, his face changed when he saw Mo Zhitao, and then smiled charmingly: "Ah, it's Dr. Mo, I didn't know it was you My girlfriend, if you offend me, we'll go, we'll go." The pockmarked face was frightened by Mo Zhitao's beating, and he didn't dare to offend Mo Zhitao.

"Zhitao, I heard you beat him last time?" Zhang Song asked.

He was very anxious when he met these gangsters just now, but there was nothing he could do about them.

"Well, who told them to bully me?" Mo Zhitao said.

"You have to be careful, they are not good people, they will retaliate against you." Yu Meijing said worriedly.

Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing and smiled, "Meijing, are you worried about me?"

"Hmph, I'm not worried about you." Yu Meijing said with a blushing face.

Mo Zhitao's character is not good, although he is handsome, but she will not consider being his girlfriend.

After everyone was full, Zhang Song drove Yu Meijing back to the rented place.Mo Zhitao also returned to his new residence. He was practicing Yin-Yang Jue in the villa. When he opened his eyes after practicing, he saw the man in black standing in front of him.

"Senior, how did you get in?" Mo Zhitao asked strangely.His door was bolted, and his building was as high as eighteen stories. Could it be that the man in black flew in?

"Don't worry about this, how is your training going? Is your dantian really angry?" asked the man in black.

"No, I don't feel anything at all." Mo Zhitao shook his head and said.

"You have to hurry up and practice. Generally speaking, if you can develop true energy within a month, it means that you are still good at martial arts. If you can't, you don't need to practice. It is useless to practice." Hei The clothes man was a little frustrated.

He thought that Mo Zhitao's body would be abnormal after eating the Vajra Dragon Snake, and that he would experience great miracles when he practiced the exercises, but he didn't expect that he would be slower than ordinary people.It seems that his wish can't be realized, alas, he doesn't have a lot of time, is their gang buried like this?The more the man in black thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Senior, don't worry, I have been practicing hard. During the lunch break, I was still secretly practicing in the lounge."

The man in black asked Mo Zhitao to continue practicing, and then he opened the window and jumped straight ahead.Mo Zhitao couldn't help being surprised when he saw the man in black jumping from the 18th floor.Even if he doesn't practice well, the man in black doesn't have to jump off the building to commit suicide sadly.

Mo Zhitao hurried to the window to look down. He found a black shadow floating towards the downstairs, stopped at the edge of the floor for a while, and continued to float for a while.

God, is this light work?so amazing.Mo Zhitao was secretly excited in his heart, if he was as powerful as the man in black, he would be able to investigate his death positively.

In the morning, Mo Zhitao got up, brushed his teeth and ran outside.

He is alone in this house, no one cooks breakfast for him, he has to buy some breakfast outside.After Mo Zhitao left the community, he ran towards the bus station over there.It was still very early, and there were no pedestrians on the street, so Mo Zhitao thought about going to the entrance of the hospital to buy some breakfast.

Suddenly, a black unlicensed car rushed past from the right, and the car accelerated towards Mo Zhitao like a Mercedes-Benz wild horse.

When Mo Zhitao heard the sound of the car, he turned his head hastily, but it was already too late. The car hit Mo Zhitao head-on, and Mo Zhitao was thrown into the air. fall to the ground.Mo Zhitao's mouth kept spitting blood, his eyes gradually blurred, he couldn't see what kind of car it was, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Because it was morning, the black car hit Mo Zhitao and ran forward, and quickly fled to the suburbs and drove into an old yard.The driver took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Boss, the matter has been settled. That Mo Zhitao must be dead. I hit him head-on, and he vomited a lot of blood on the spot."

The driver spoke very confidently. It was not the first time he had done this kind of thing. Anyone who was hit harder than Mo Zhitao would die, let alone Mo Zhitao.

"Good job." The other party hung up the phone. "What? Director Jiang, the patient is seriously ill, time waits for no one." Xu Xiaohai said anxiously.

He knew that Jiang Huaheng and the others were fighting secretly with Mo Zhitao, but no matter how hard they fought, they couldn't fight with the patient.

For example, this patient is suffering for the second time. If the rescue is not carried out within 6 hours, the best treatment time will be lost. The patient may be permanently paralyzed or even die. At that time, the patient's family members will definitely go to the hospital to make a fuss.

Suddenly, Xu Xiaohai figured it out. What Jiang Huaheng wanted was for the patient's family to make trouble, and he wanted Mo Zhitao not to stay in the TCM department.

"Xu Xiaohai, didn't Mo Zhitao say that Chinese medicine is very powerful? He also said that it is the quintessence of Chinese medicine, which is just for them to cure patients." Jiang Huaheng stared at Xu Xiaohai.

Xu Xiaohai had no choice but to send the patient to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine with other nurses. Zhang Song and Mo Zhitao were about to go back from get off work, but they did not expect a patient to come.They are now in the period of "starting a business", and the more patients, the better.

"Zhitao, come here." Xu Xiaohai pulled Mo Zhitao aside, and then he told Mo Zhitao the reason of the incident.

"Zhitao, hurry up and send the patient to the city, or something will happen." Xu Xiaohai said worriedly.

"Xiao Hai, what do you think I should do now?" Mo Zhitao said coldly.

"Doctors have a parental heart. Jiang Huaheng is afraid that something will happen and push the patient out, but I am not that kind of person. I will treat the patient well. You'd better go, or Jiang Huaheng will wear small shoes for you, and I will deal with this matter. "

When Mo Zhitao returned to the ward, Zhang Song stood there frowning. He also told Mo Zhitao what Xu Xiaohai said. accident.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "Director Zhang, let me come, I am confident to cure him. Meijing, help me watch the door, I want to treat the patient, you can't let other people in."

Mo Zhitao asked Zhang Song and the others to go out, leaving only him and the patient in the ward.

After a while he will perform the needle, and he cannot let others see it.Especially if Xiao Rufeng and the others saw the flowing acupuncture method, they would doubt his identity.

The patient is already in a deep coma, and if no rescue is carried out, the consequences will be very serious, and Jiang Huaheng and those villains will be even more proud.

It's a pity that I don't have true qi in my body yet, otherwise the effect would be better if I used qi to apply the needle.During the lunch break, Mo Zhitao also practiced the Yin-Yang Jue, but his dantian still had no energy.

Mo Zhitao applied the needles. He punctured the patient's Baihui, Guanyuan, Taichong, Shenque and other acupoints.

Half an hour later, Mo Zhitao slowly pulled out the steel needle.Just now he had taken the patient's pulse and knew where the patient's cerebral blood vessels were blocked, so he targeted the acupuncture points to clear the patient's cerebral blood vessels, and there should be no serious problems.

When Mo Zhitao opened the door of the ward and walked out wearily, Yu Meijing stood there guarding the whole time.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao's face was covered with sweat, she felt a little distressed.

Yu Meijing handed over the towel and asked worriedly, "Doctor Mo, how is the patient?"

Just now she heard from her uncle that this patient is very serious, even if she goes to the city hospital, she may not be able to save it, and even if she does, there will be sequelae.Mo Zhitao was just a junior doctor at the District People's Hospital, so he probably couldn't save the patient.

"It's nothing, the patient will wake up in half an hour." Mo Zhitao took the towel and gently wiped the sweat on his face. The towel had a slight fragrance, which might have been carried by Yu Meijing all the time. aroma.

"It's really all right?" Yu Meijing couldn't believe it. The last time she saw Mo Zhitao treating patients, she seemed to be a bit powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The medical staff were very clear about the situation of the patient just now, "What's the specific situation?" Hearing Yu Meijing's voice, Zhang Song and the patient's family members came over.

Mo Zhitao said: "I helped him unblock the blocked blood vessels for the time being. When I wake up in half an hour, I will make medicine for him. I will get rid of the wind energy in his body."

"Doctor, thank you very much." The patient's family members said gratefully.

After Mo Zhitao prescribed the medicine, he asked one of the family members to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. In the past, someone in the Chinese medicine department specialized in making medicine, but now that the Chinese medicine department is withdrawn, the family members can only make medicine by themselves.

Half an hour later, Yaoren really woke up, and his mind was sober, he was able to say something, and Yu Meijing looked at Mo Zhitao differently.

"Let's go, let's get off work and let the family members watch them. I will give him another acupuncture treatment tomorrow and take seven days of traditional Chinese medicine. He can walk as usual and be discharged from the hospital." Mo Zhitao said to Zhang Song and the others: "It's so late now, I invite you to have supper."

"Zhitao, how did you do it?" Zhang Song asked.

"Can you know where the patient's cerebral blood vessels are blocked?" Zhang Song tried to ask himself that he didn't have such ability.

"Hehehe, I got blindfolded by chance." Mo Zhitao laughed, and he used the yin and yang medical classics to detect the pulse very well.

Yu Meijing said happily: "As long as Dr. Mo can cure this patient, it will be a living sign. There must be many patients coming to see Dr. Mo."

"Meijing, so you don't want to transfer to another department?" Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing and said.She is beautiful, especially with mischievous eyes, which makes people want to kiss Fangze.

Seeing Mo Zhitao looking at her, Yu Meijing hurriedly said, "Doctor Mo, you are the head of the Chinese Medicine Department now, and you want to treat us to supper."

"Okay, let's go to the old man's barbecue stall." Mo Zhitao said disapprovingly.

Zhang Song was in the hospital, and he came out with a motorcycle. Mo Zhitao asked Yu Mei to sit in Zhang Song's car, and he drove the motorcycle to the barbecue stall.

When Mo Zhitao got there, he saw several men talking around Yu Meijing, and Yu Meijing looked very angry.

Mo Zhitao knew that Yu Meijing had been molested, so he stepped forward and found that his face was pockmarked.

He couldn't help cursing angrily: "Pockmarked face, do you want to court death?"

"Who the hell is calling me by my name?" Pockmarked turned his face while talking, his face changed when he saw Mo Zhitao, and then smiled charmingly: "Ah, it's Dr. Mo, I didn't know it was you My girlfriend, if you offend me, we'll go, we'll go." The pockmarked face was frightened by Mo Zhitao's beating, and he didn't dare to offend Mo Zhitao.

"Zhitao, I heard you beat him last time?" Zhang Song asked.

He was very anxious when he met these gangsters just now, but there was nothing he could do about them.

"Well, who told them to bully me?" Mo Zhitao said.

"You have to be careful, they are not good people, they will retaliate against you." Yu Meijing said worriedly.

Mo Zhitao looked at Yu Meijing and smiled, "Meijing, are you worried about me?"

"Hmph, I'm not worried about you." Yu Meijing said with a blushing face.

Mo Zhitao's character is not good, although he is handsome, but she will not consider being his girlfriend.

After everyone was full, Zhang Song drove Yu Meijing back to the rented place.Mo Zhitao also returned to his new residence. He was practicing Yin-Yang Jue in the villa. When he opened his eyes after practicing, he saw the man in black standing in front of him.

"Senior, how did you get in?" Mo Zhitao asked strangely.His door was bolted, and his building was as high as eighteen stories. Could it be that the man in black flew in?

"Don't worry about this, how is your training going? Is your dantian really angry?" asked the man in black.

"No, I don't feel anything at all." Mo Zhitao shook his head and said.

"You have to hurry up and practice. Generally speaking, if you can develop true energy within a month, it means that you are still good at martial arts. If you can't, you don't need to practice. It is useless to practice." Hei The clothes man was a little frustrated.

He thought that Mo Zhitao's body would be abnormal after eating the Vajra Dragon Snake, and that he would experience great miracles when he practiced the exercises, but he didn't expect that he would be slower than ordinary people.It seems that his wish can't be realized, alas, he doesn't have a lot of time, is their gang buried like this?The more the man in black thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Senior, don't worry, I have been practicing hard. During the lunch break, I was still secretly practicing in the lounge."

The man in black asked Mo Zhitao to continue practicing, and then he opened the window and jumped straight ahead.Mo Zhitao couldn't help being surprised when he saw the man in black jumping from the 18th floor.Even if he doesn't practice well, the man in black doesn't have to jump off the building to commit suicide sadly.

Mo Zhitao hurried to the window to look down. He found a black shadow floating towards the downstairs, stopped at the edge of the floor for a while, and continued to float for a while.

God, is this light work?so amazing.Mo Zhitao was secretly excited in his heart, if he was as powerful as the man in black, he would be able to investigate his death positively.

In the morning, Mo Zhitao got up, brushed his teeth and ran outside.

He is alone in this house, no one cooks breakfast for him, he has to buy some breakfast outside.After Mo Zhitao left the community, he ran towards the bus station over there.It was still very early, and there were no pedestrians on the street, so Mo Zhitao thought about going to the entrance of the hospital to buy some breakfast.

Suddenly, a black unlicensed car rushed past from the right, and the car accelerated towards Mo Zhitao like a Mercedes-Benz wild horse.

When Mo Zhitao heard the sound of the car, he turned his head hastily, but it was already too late. The car hit Mo Zhitao head-on, and Mo Zhitao was thrown into the air. fall to the ground.Mo Zhitao's mouth kept spitting blood, his eyes gradually blurred, he couldn't see what kind of car it was, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Because it was morning, the black car hit Mo Zhitao and ran forward, and quickly fled to the suburbs and drove into an old yard.The driver took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Boss, the matter has been settled. That Mo Zhitao must be dead. I hit him head-on, and he vomited a lot of blood on the spot."

The driver spoke very confidently. It was not the first time he had done this kind of thing. Anyone who was hit harder than Mo Zhitao would die, let alone Mo Zhitao.

"Good job." The other party hung up the phone.