The atmosphere at the dinner table turned eerie suddenly because of Wang Youqing’s words.
Someone who received a "death notice" from City First Hospital got healed by a young Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor at the Health Center, who would believe that?
Not to mention in Yong City, even if Zhang Song went to Beijing to see those famous TCM doctors, the chances of survival wouldn’t be high.
Besides, with the long journey, Zhang Song might not even make it to Beijing.
Wu Liguo, sitting next to Wang Youqing, was the first to react, with a sharp, piercing voice: "Old Wang, are you sure you’re not joking with us?"
Zhang Song wasn’t his patient, but he had just heard Zhou Qihua talk about the situation, and in any case, if it were at Ninth Hospital, it would be hard to say if he could even come out of the emergency room alive.
But now someone tells him that a patient with only a few days to live was saved by their TCM doctor at the Health Center, who would believe that?
"Old Wang, it’s not that I don’t believe you, just now you said that Dr. Lu cured Old Xiao’s urinary retention that even he couldn’t handle; we believed that, after all, in such cases, TCM might indeed have some answers, but someone whom Old Zhou and the others tried to save for four or five days, and unanimously believed there was no hope for, you’re saying your Health Center’s doctor managed to cure him, I...really find it hard to accept."
Zhou Qihua chimed in: "Old Wang, although we just met, I, Zhou Qihua, still have some credibility in Yong City when it comes to emergency care, and I just described how severe Zhang Song’s situation was. To be honest, I didn’t think TCM could have any way to cure it."
"Could there be some mistake!" The associate chief physician who spoke earlier said, furrowing his brows.
Although the others didn’t say anything, there was still a hint of skepticism on their faces.
Wang Youqing spread his hands: "I didn’t really want to say anything, but you insist I speak, now I said it, yet you don’t believe me."
As he spoke, he looked toward Wu Liguo: "Old Wu, you know what kind of person I am, I wouldn’t stoop to lying about something like this, and for such a big matter, I have no need to kid around with everyone.
If you really don’t believe it, City First Hospital definitely has the patient’s contact information; just have Old Zhou follow up during work, wouldn’t the truth come to light then?"
Seeing that Wang Youqing didn’t seem to be lying, and even suggested Zhou Qihua to follow up with the patient, everyone, although shocked, chose to believe.
Wu Liguo let out a bitter laugh: "Old Wang, to be honest, only because it’s coming from your mouth would I believe it, otherwise I wouldn’t, not even if you kill me.
Tell me, what kind of luck did your Health Center run into to get such a master, Old Xiao, and Director Zhang from City First couldn’t handle the urinary retention, yet it was cured by him.
At first, I thought that was shocking enough, but wow, didn’t expect to hear something even scarier, that someone Old Zhou and the others tried to save for four or five days, whom they told to go home and prepare for the worst, was cured at your Health Center.
I’m really curious now, exactly how brilliant is this young Dr. Lu you’re talking about, is there any disease he can’t cure?"
If these words were said by an ordinary person, it wouldn’t be much, but coming from an emergency department director, it is undoubtedly a recognition of Lu Xuan’s medical skills.
Even inconceivable.
Among the group, the most shocked was undoubtedly Zhou Qihua.
Zhang Song was a patient he participated in rescuing, and the hardships involved were known only to him, the helplessness experienced during those days of battle, only to tell the patient’s family to go home and prepare for the worst, that experience would be the most unforgettable in his life.
Yet such a patient was cured.
Saved by the Health Center’s doctor.
The impact was beyond belief.
Zhou Qihua laughed and cried: "Earlier, when Old Wang mentioned that Dr. Lu at their Health Center cured the urinary retention that even Old Xiao couldn’t handle, I thought it might just be a matter of luck, like a blind cat picking a dying mouse, and I didn’t take it seriously; indeed, some TCM practitioners know secret remedies that might heal difficult and complicated cases.
But now..."
At this point, Zhou Qihua shook his head: "I was involved in the emergency of Zhang Song, at that time within and outside the heart departments, and several other wards’ heads were all present, we all agreed there was no hope, and told the patient’s family to prepare for the worst.
To think that Dr. Lu you mentioned cured him, once might be luck, but twice, that’s real skill."
Others nodded in agreement.
Indeed, once could be called luck, twice, especially with brucella-induced heart failure, that’s genuine skill.
At that moment, Dr. Lu’s abilities as mentioned by Wang Youqing were recognized by Zhou Qihua and others.
If they didn’t recognize it by now, it would mean there’s something wrong with their minds.
At this point, Deputy Director Zheng Yan, who had been planning to consult Lu Xuan for his mother, seemed to have thought of something, hurriedly took out his phone to check, and then showed it to Wang Youqing:
"Old Wang, the Dr. Lu mentioned on today’s trending topics, isn’t that the same Dr. Lu you mentioned?"
Wang Youqing nodded: "If nothing unexpected, it should be."
Zheng Yan took a breath: "That host said, just by feeling the pulse, he diagnosed diabetes... is it true?"
Diagnosing solely by pulse diagnosis?
Is that true?
Hearing this, several people held their breath, eyes showing disbelief.
Almost simultaneously, they focused their gazes on Wang Youqing, everyone waiting for his answer.
Wang Youqing nodded again: "It’s true, for this matter I even found that patient early this morning, accused him of exaggeration, leading to Dr. Lu being cursed by countless uninformed netizens, never expected, I wronged him, and I also confirmed with Lu, it’s indeed true."