"Boy, who do you think you are, daring to disrespect my teacher? My teacher was already treating patients when you weren't even born! Do you know what it means to respect your elders!" the young doctor who had questioned Chen Fan earlier yelled at him, pointing.
Chen Fan glanced at the young doctor and said, "When elders are speaking, when is it your turn to interrupt? Someone like you, you're even fit to mention respecting elders?"
"You! You dare to take advantage of me!" The young doctor was also quite angered.
Weren't Chen Fan's words implying he was his elder?
"I'm here to treat patients. As a doctor, you should prioritize healing and saving lives, not being suspicious and questioning here. Someone like you, do you even deserve the title of expert?" Chen Fan then turned his gaze to the furious Li Chengde.
"Arrogant, utterly arrogant!" Li Chengde trembled with anger.
"Dr. Chen, Dr. Li, please stop arguing. This is a hospital, let's quickly think about how to treat that patient," Ma Siyuan felt a headache coming on. He hadn't expected the expert he invited to start arguing in the office.
Li Chengde said coldly, "Taking Paraquat is already incurable, let alone a whole bottle. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he would be powerless. It's better to let him be discharged early and spend more time with his family."
The other experts nodded in agreement. After all, the mortality rate of such a poison was one hundred percent. Even with a lung transplant, it would be futile, and there was no point in wasting time in the ICU.
Seeing that all the experts were at a loss, Ma Siyuan could only turn his gaze to Chen Fan, as he was their last hope.
If Chen Fan also said it was untreatable, they would likely have to notify the patient's family to take him home to await death.
"Dr. Chen, would you like to see the patient?" Ma Siyuan asked.
Chen Fan nodded, "Alright, I'll go see him first."
Ma Siyuan didn't bother with the other experts and quickly led Chen Fan towards the ICU ward.
"Hmph, a mere youngster. If he can cure a patient who drank Paraquat, I'll immediately give up my title as an expert!" Li Chengde snorted unhappily as he watched them leave.
"Teacher, should we follow and see? They're hyping this Chen Fan up as a miracle doctor outside. If he's truly a fraud who relies on hype, as you said, then we can eliminate a scourge for the people and report him anonymously, making him take off his uniform," the young doctor asked, coming to Li Chengde's side.
A cold look appeared on Li Chengde's face. "Good, I'd like to see just how capable this so-called miracle doctor is!"
Saying that, Li Chengde stood up and walked towards the door.
"Perhaps we should go and see too?" The other experts exchanged glances.
Then, all the experts and doctors in the office walked out of the room, following Chen Fan and Ma Siyuan towards the ICU ward.
They were actually very curious to know if this so-called youngest miracle doctor expert had any real substance.
Chen Fan and Ma Siyuan opened the ICU door and entered the ward.
"Doctor, I, I really don't want to die. I truly regret it. Please, think of a way, think of a way to save me. I really don't want to die!" The middle-aged man on the bed, with an oxygen tube, panicked upon seeing Ma Siyuan, tears streaming down his face.
The middle-aged man had been full of life yesterday. After arriving at the hospital, he kept saying he was fine and refused to be admitted. He even suspected Ma Siyuan of admitting him just to make money.
However, after some treatment, the middle-aged man realized that by that afternoon, he felt a slight difficulty breathing, and when he swallowed, his throat felt a sharp burning pain.
It wasn't until this morning, when the middle-aged man was fitted with an oxygen tube, that he realized how serious his condition was.
He had also searched online for cases of Paraquat poisoning. The more he read, the more scared and shocked he became, because Paraquat, once ingested, was a guaranteed death sentence!
At this moment, the door was opened again, and a group of experts and doctors walked in.
Seeing so many doctors enter, including some elderly doctors who appeared to be authorities, the middle-aged man's face lit up with joy. "Doctors, can I still be saved? Have you thought of a way to save me?"
"His condition is deteriorating rapidly," Chen Fan observed the middle-aged man, his brows furrowing slightly.
Ma Siyuan replied, "He ingested too large a dose. We performed gastric lavage three times yesterday, but a significant portion of the poison was still absorbed by his body."
He then said to the middle-aged man, "Don't worry, we will do our utmost to save you."
The middle-aged man was so moved that tears streamed down his face. "Thank you, doctors, thank you. I really don't want to die, I truly don't. If I were given another chance, I would never be so foolish as to drink that stuff again."
Seeing this, the young doctors standing at the back sighed. They all knew that this poison would give you ample time to regret, but not a single chance to live.
They also understood that Ma Siyuan's words were merely to comfort the patient's emotions.
Chen Fan took two steps forward, approached the patient, held his breath, and focused his gaze on the patient's internal organs.
Lung infection, pharyngitis, cardiopulmonary function continuously declining, liver and kidneys slightly damaged, terminal bronchioles fibrosing.
It could be said that the patient's condition was very poor. Moreover, due to the large dosage, the disease was progressing much faster than in others. If nothing unexpected happened, by evening, the patient's lungs would begin to fibrose, requiring intubation and a ventilator.
However, at this moment, a flash of light appeared in Chen Fan's mind, and the method of treatment emerged.
There was a way!
Chen Fan was filled with surprise. He had only been trying his luck, but he hadn't expected that a method to treat this condition would actually appear in his mind.
"How is it? Expert Chen, do you have a way to save this patient?" Li Chengde said with a cold smile, seeing Chen Fan's bewildered expression.
"Teacher, he's a miracle doctor expert, how could he not have a way? If he can't even cure this patient, wouldn't it ruin his reputation as a miracle doctor expert if word got out?" the young doctor also chimed in mockingly.
Chen Fan withdrew his gaze, looked up at Li Chengde and the others, and a slight smile curved his lips. "You're right, I actually do have a way to save him."
What?!
The entire room was stunned for a moment, and everyone turned their gaze to Chen Fan.
Even Ma Siyuan, standing aside with no hope, looked at Chen Fan with disbelief. "Dr. Chen, are you telling the truth? Do you really have a way?"