PFC Chapter 264: Phone Call
Chapter 264: Phone Call
That day, An Xueyan was about to go to bed when she received a call from her hometown.
An anxious voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Yanyan? I'm your uncle."
Hearing this tone, An Xueyan's heart also began to lift, and she asked nervously: "Uncle, it's so late, has something happened?"
Something must have happened to call her so late, otherwise her uncle would not have called her at this time. She was worried about her grandparents at home.
An Qing, speaking in Mandarin with a choked voice, said on the other end of the line, "Yan Yan, your second cousin is injured and is in the military hospital. Someone just came to our house to tell us that his life is in danger. You are a good doctor, so please help your uncle go and see him first and see if you can save your cousin's life."
"Uncle and your cousin's wife are leaving now."
"Uncle, don't worry. I'll go to the military hospital right now and do my best. Did you come here by train? There shouldn't be any trains running right now. Please call me again before you get on the train. I'll then tell you the latest news about my cousin."
After making an appointment with An Qingguo, An Xueyan hung up the phone and started to get dressed, while reminding Li Ma to pay attention to the phone at home. She would call her when she got the results from the hospital and asked her to convey the message then.
She drove quickly towards the military hospital. She was very glad that there were no traffic jams these days, otherwise it would drive people to death.
We soon arrived at the military hospital and headed towards the intensive care unit floor of the inpatient department.
"Excuse me, which room is Comrade An Jiandang in? I'm his family member."
The nurse immediately replied: "In Intensive Care Unit 1, the patient is in critical condition and cannot be visited."
An Xueyan didn't say much to her and asked directly: "Who is the doctor in charge of him? I want to ask him about the patient's condition."
"Director Wang will be in charge of the surgery. He'll be here tonight. You can go find him in the doctor's office."
As soon as the nurse finished speaking, An Xueyan replied with a thank you and disappeared.
The nurse was startled by what she saw. Was she talking to someone just now?
I turned to my colleague next to me and asked uncertainly, "Did a pretty girl just talk to me?"
"Yeah, are you okay?" Her colleague looked puzzled by her question.
After receiving the affirmation, the nurse breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. "It's good that it's a human being."
An Xueyan came to the doctor's office, identified herself and took out her two doctor's certificates.
He asked, "Director Wang, I want to see An Jiandang's current situation."
Director Wang, who had just checked her two IDs, did not agree directly. Instead, he asked, "Are you An Xueyan from Hexie Hospital?"
"It's me, this is my work ID." An Xueyan took out her hospital work ID again.
After confirming her identity, Director Wang readily handed her the medical records and said with a kind smile, "Your medical skills are well-known in Beijing. It would be a good idea for you to go and see him."
"Although the patient's surgery was successful, his injuries were severe. Multiple internal organs were damaged, and his head was severely injured. We are not sure if he can wake up."
After An Xueyan finished reading the medical records, she took her to change into sterile clothes and went to the intensive care unit.
There were two soldiers guarding outside the ICU. When they saw them coming, they asked, "Doctor Wang, is there something wrong with our battalion commander?"
"The patient's family is also a doctor and wants to go in and see the situation."
An Xueyan introduced herself to the two people and entered the room. When she saw the man lying on the bed, her eyes became moist.
Although she seldom met or interacted with this cousin, he was still her relative. Seeing her cousin lying on the bed dying, wearing an oxygen mask and wrapped like a mummy, she didn't know whether he was alive or dead, she felt very uncomfortable.
She walked over and checked the patient's body. He was barely breathing. If she wasn't a skilled doctor, she wouldn't have been able to feel his pulse.
He took out a life-saving pill from his bag.
"Hey... An..." Before Doctor Wang could finish his words to stop him, the medicine went into An Jiandang's mouth.
In a complaining tone, he said, "Doctor An, how could you feed medicine to a patient? What if something goes wrong?"
"I allowed you in because you're a doctor. What you did..."
"It'll be fine. I'll take care of anything."
An Xueyan was indifferent to Dr. Wang's complaints. She took out the acupuncture bag and started to give her cousin acupuncture quickly.
"you……"
Doctor Wang was stunned by her movements. Is this acupuncture hand speed normal?
All the Chinese medicine acupuncture he had seen was as slow as a snail, taking a long time to give an injection.
What's going on now?
Dr. An would not rush to try any possible means and try to wake her cousin up by giving him a random injection.
No.
Didn't she study Western medicine? Why did she use traditional Chinese medicine?
Looking at the patient's body covered with densely packed silver needles, he closed his eyes with a sense of despair.
He felt that bringing people in today was a wrong decision, and he had already thought about the consequences of being criticized and punished by his superiors.
However, seeing An Xueyan's serious expression, he didn't dare to interrupt and could only watch pitifully from the side.
Humph, he will push this guy out when he is held accountable tomorrow!
An Xueyan didn't have the energy to care about his miserable mood and focused on inserting the needle quickly.
Seeing that her cousin was about to die at any moment, she had to race against time to snatch him away from the devil.
By the time she had finished giving all seventy-two needles, her forehead was covered in sweat and she let out a breath of foul air.
It touched my cousin's pulse and was much stronger and more powerful than before.
Her series of operations stimulated the vitality in his body, which was conducive to the body's self-repair.
Dr. Wang doesn't understand Chinese medicine, but he can check the condition of the instruments.
I saw that the heart, which was beating slowly before, was now beating much faster. This change proved that the patient was getting better.
He excitedly approached An Xueyan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
An Xueyan, feeling his breath approaching, opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion.
"Doctor Wang, what's wrong?"
Dr. Wang, who was originally afraid of disturbing others, saw that she asked, so he asked directly.
"Doctor An, you gave the patient acupuncture. Is his life no longer in danger?"
"When did you learn Chinese medicine?"
"What medicine did you give the patient? What effect did it have?"
"Also, why are you so fast at acupuncture? Did you practice it specifically?"
……
"Stop!" An Xueyan quickly called for a stop.
His series of questions left An Xueyan with no chance to respond.
Doctor Wang shut up decisively and looked at An Xueyan eagerly, as if to say, "If you don't explain clearly today, I will blame you."
An Xueyan helplessly explained, "It's just not that dangerous anymore. The chance of waking up is much higher. I've been studying Chinese medicine since I was a child."
"That medicine can replenish qi. The effect will be much better when combined with acupuncture."
That medicine can be used to save lives at critical moments, but the medicinal materials are very rare, so she didn't make much.
It is impossible to popularize this medicine, so she did not specifically explain how effective the medicine is.
Let them all think that medicine is not important, it is her acupuncture that works.