"Dean!"
The two rushed over and greeted Hu Meiqiao.
Upon hearing the call, Hu Meiqiao turned around and saw that Lu Xuan and Wang Youqing had arrived, feeling slightly relieved.
At this moment, the patient's family also noticed Lu Xuan and came forward.
"Are you Dr. Lu?"
The patient's wife approached and grabbed Lu Xuan's arm, pleading, "Dr. Lu, please save my husband."
As she spoke, she made a move to kneel.
"Let's talk this over."
Lu Xuan was startled and hurriedly helped her up.
Hu Meiqiao was also taken aback by the woman's actions and quickly stepped forward, using emotions and reason, "Ms. Wu, I understand how you feel right now. I believe anyone else in your position would do the same, but you also know that your husband's condition is already at a critical stage, and our Health Center is really powerless.
Yes, Dr. Lu did save a ten-month-old baby who swallowed a screw last time, but after all, he is a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is not really adept at emergencies!"
Hu Meiqiao tried not to make her words sound too harsh, as the patient's family was already on the verge of breaking down, and if she spoke too bluntly, it could easily anger Ms. Wu and the others.
Striking the right balance was difficult.
Facing a group alone, Hu Meiqiao was also struggling, like fighting four enemies with two fists.
While persuading Ms. Wu, Hu Meiqiao also gave Lu Xuan a meaningful glance.
To untie the bell, the person who tied it must do so.
To solve this matter perfectly, Lu Xuan had to step forward.
All her words might not be as effective as one word from Lu Xuan.
Perhaps even a nod from Lu Xuan would be far more effective than her saying a lot.
At this moment, all of Hu Meiqiao's hope was placed on Lu Xuan.
Meanwhile, fearing that Lu Xuan might not understand the dean's hint, Wang Youqing intentionally nudged Lu Xuan with his arm and whispered, "Lu, I'm afraid you'll have to take action now; otherwise, these people won't leave."
Lu Xuan naturally understood the current situation, but his attention wasn't on Ms. Wu and the others. Instead, he was intrigued by the heart's voice he heard nearby.
[This Health Center's dean is speaking a bit excessively. Who says emergency care belongs exclusively to Western medicine? Our Traditional Chinese Medicine has emergency skills that are not inferior to Western medicine at all, and have even been ahead for who knows how many hundreds of years.]
[Exactly!]
[If I were Dr. Lu, I'd definitely speak up to refute her at this moment.]
[But this person's condition indeed isn't optimistic. Heart failure is a deadly disease.]
[Where is Aconite, the expert in emergency Traditional Chinese Medicine? How is there no response for so long?]
Lu Xuan could imagine a scene in his mind where everyone's eyes were focused on one person.
Everyone was full of anticipation.
Lu Xuan felt the same way.
Luckily, Aconite, whom everyone talked about, didn't remain silent for too long:
[I don't understand much about Western medicine, but observing the patient—sitting upright, labored breathing, frequent coughing with wheezing, rales sounding bubble-like, vomiting mucus, grayish complexion, lethargic expression, lips turning dark purple, and visible swelling all over—saving them might not be easy. Otherwise, Western medicine wouldn't have tried for days only to give up in the end.]
[We understand that, but Aconite, isn't there any way? Traditional Chinese Medicine has been this country's precious heritage for thousands of years; just because Western medicine can't save someone doesn't mean Traditional Chinese Medicine can't. Our knowledge is limited—you are the emergency expert, can you tell us how to treat such a situation?]
It was unknown who asked, but Lu Xuan felt the question resonated with his own thoughts.
The people in this world have a lot of biases against Traditional Chinese Medicine, always thinking it's not good with emergencies, but Lu Xuan, from another world, knows the profoundness of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Emergency care is indeed one of Traditional Chinese Medicine's strengths.
Lu Xuan perked up, waiting for Aconite's response.
[It's not clear yet—wait until Dr. Lu performs a pulse diagnosis and we'll talk. However, such a case might not be something Dr. Lu dares to take on.]
Pulse diagnosis?
Lu Xuan's eyes shifted; since he started hearing the heart's voice of the herbs, this was the first time he knew these herbs could provide pulse diagnosis results when he himself performed a pulse diagnosis.
"So, my ability to hear the heart's voice of the herbs is actually related?"
Lu Xuan thought to himself and then directly approached the patient, extending his hand to the patient's wrist.
"Lu..."
Lu Xuan's actions startled Hu Meiqiao. The incident involving the child swallowing a screw last week was still vivid in her mind. Although the outcome was ultimately perfect, and Lu Xuan proved himself with his abilities,
the patient in front of them hadn't swallowed a screw.
Nini's case only involved the City Women and Children Hospital being too cautious to perform surgery, but this patient received a death notice from the City First Hospital. How could Hu Meiqiao dare let Lu Xuan treat him?
This wasn't a matter of trust, nor was it about Lu Xuan's abilities.
From the time Nini swallowed the screw to the doctors in the Health Center, like Cheng Gaowen, holding Lu Xuan in high regard, Hu Meiqiao knew this intern, driven out by Liu Rong, the chief of internal medicine at the District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, wasn't as simple as he seemed.
Could an intern successfully treat a baby who swallowed a screw?
Could he make doctors at the Health Center, like Cheng Gaowen, light up with mention of his name?
Anyway, Hu Meiqiao didn't believe it.
Even knowing that Lu might have been immersed in Traditional Chinese Medicine from a young age, with significant achievements, Hu Meiqiao still signaled continuously with her eyes.
Wang Youqing watched Lu Xuan, squinting his eyes while shaking his head as a reminder.
Lu Xuan fully understood their intention, but given the current situation, if he didn't take action, the patient's family wouldn't leave. Regardless of the treatment, he had to first do what needed to be done. If the patient's condition was unsalvageable, he could only concede and advise trying elsewhere, thus facing Hu Meiqiao's serious gaze with determination: