Chapter 3 You are not worthy of being a doctor

“Quickly, put the child on the hospital bed and start emergency treatment immediately.”

Hearing that it was a matter instructed by the head of the Municipal Health Bureau, Xie Haitao did not dare to neglect it and asked the Middle-aged Man to place the little boy on the ICU bed.

Seeing that the little boy's face was ashen, his breathing was rapid, and he had fallen into a coma, his condition was very bad, so Ye Bufan did not say anything more.

The matter of medical expenses would be resolved sooner or later, there was no rush at this moment.

Xie Haitao asked while examining the little boy, “How did the child get sick?”

The Middle-aged Man said, “My son was fine when he came home from school, but after a while, he said he wasn't feeling well, and soon he developed a fever, and it was a very severe fever, and then he fell into a coma.”

After the examination, Xie Haitao said, “Don't worry, it's just a common cold, but the fever is a bit severe. I'll give him some antipyretic medicine now, and he'll be fine soon.”

Because he didn't know the relationship between the other party and Director Zhou, he spoke very politely.

The Middle-aged Man breathed a sigh of relief, “That's great, thank you, Doctor.”

Xie Haitao took the antipyretic medicine prepared by Zhang Xiaoman and was about to inject it into the little boy.

Ye Bufan shook his head and said, “He doesn't have a cold at all. If you use an antipyretic injection, it will worsen his condition.”

“What do you know? Are you treating the patient or am I? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense.”

Having just had his despicable actions exposed, Xie Haitao was already seething with anger, and he immediately vented it out at this moment.

After speaking, he picked up the syringe and personally injected a dose of antipyretic medicine into the little boy.

As time passed, a hint of color slowly appeared on the little boy's face, and it seemed as if his pain had also lessened considerably.

Xie Haitao said with a smug look, “See? I told you it was just a small cold, it's nothing.”

The Middle-aged Man breathed a sigh of relief, nodding repeatedly and saying, “Yes, yes, Dr. Xie is indeed a director, his Medical skill is excellent.”

But at this moment, the little boy's tender face suddenly contorted, his limbs began to convulse, white foam continuously came out of his mouth, and the instrument at the head of the bed emitted a harsh beeping sound.

His blood pressure dropped, and his heartbeat rapidly slowed down, looking as if his life was in danger at any moment.

The Middle-aged Man immediately cried out nervously, “Doctor, what's going on? What's wrong with my son?”

Xie Haitao was also startled. According to his diagnosis, the little boy only had a common cold, so how could such a situation suddenly occur?

The Middle-aged Man anxiously cried out, “Doctor, quickly think of a way! I only have this one son!”

“I…”

Xie Haitao was at a loss for a moment. He simply couldn't figure out what was going on, so how could he think of a way?

Seeing the little boy's condition becoming more and more critical, the Middle-aged Man roared angrily, “You quack! If anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay with your life!”

“I'll do it.”

Ye Bufan had obtained the Legacy of the Ancient Medical Sect, so he couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

He came to the bedside and said, “I told you earlier that you were wrong. This isn't a cold at all, but poisoning.”

After speaking, he took out the silver needles from his pocket and inserted them one by one into the major acupoints on the little boy's chest.

“What are you doing?” Xie Haitao was about to step forward to stop him when he suddenly had a thought and stopped, crying out, “You're interfering with my treatment of the patient! You'll be responsible for any consequences!”

Seeing that this little boy was about to die, if he really caused a death, not only would his director title be gone, but he would probably also have to go to jail.

But now it was different; he could completely push this responsibility away.

Ye Bufan ignored him and continued to apply needles to the little boy to expel the poison.

If one observed carefully, they would notice that after these silver needles were inserted into the acupoints, their tails trembled slightly, as if some force was making them continuously vibrate.

The Middle-aged Man asked, “Is this also a doctor from your emergency room?”

Xie Haitao said, “He's not a doctor, he's just a patient's family member.

Originally, I could have cured this illness, but now that he's messed it up like this, it has nothing to do with me.”

The Middle-aged Man immediately jumped up: “You, a patient's family member, what right do you have to treat my son… ”

As he spoke, he was about to rush over and fight, but then he suddenly noticed that the little boy's convulsing limbs had stopped, and he had also stopped spitting foam, his face slowly became rosy, and even the monitoring instruments at the head of the bed returned to normal.

“This… What's going on?”

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Xie Haitao. He thought Ye Bufan curing Ouyang Lan was just a fluke, but he didn't expect him to save this little boy as well.

In any case, no one died, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Middle-aged Man asked, “Little Divine Doctor, what kind of illness does my son have?”

Ye Bufan said, “He's infected with a certain virus. Has he recently come into contact with anything unclean, such as rats or other animals carrying a large number of germs?”

The Middle-aged Man said, “He shouldn't have. He didn't go out today; he was at school the whole time.”

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Bufan took out another silver needle and pricked the little boy's two index fingers, squeezing two drops of black blood from his fingers and dripping them into the nearby trash can.

Then he retracted all the silver needles, and the little boy opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, looking around blankly.

Seeing his son wake up, the Middle-aged Man cried out in surprise, “Divine Doctor, truly a Divine Doctor!”

Ye Bufan said, “I have already expelled the poisonous blood. When you go back, drink some mung bean water, and he will be completely fine. In the future, be sure not to let your child come into contact with those unclean wild animals.”

“Little Divine Doctor, thank you for saving my son!” The Middle-aged Man took out two stacks of hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them into Ye Bufan's hand. “Little Divine Doctor, thank you!”

Ye Bufan did not stand on ceremony, took the money, and handed it to Ouyang Lan.

This was a rule of the Ancient Medical Sect: the consultation fee was by fate. Even if the other party sent a mountain of gold, it wouldn't be too much; if not a single penny was given, it wouldn't be too little.

Ouyang Lan still hadn't fully recovered from her shock. How did her son become a Divine Doctor just because she got sick once? And he earned so much money in the blink of an eye.

The Middle-aged Man carried the little boy on his back, turned back, and spat fiercely at Xie Haitao, “Quack! And a chief physician, my foot!”

Xie Haitao was both frustrated and angry, looking at Ye Bufan and shouting, “Are you a doctor? Who let you treat the patient?”

“Shouldn't you be thanking me?” Ye Bufan said, “Someone like you, who has neither medical ethics nor Medical skill, truly doesn't deserve to be a doctor.”

“None of your business! You're practicing medicine illegally. Believe it or not, I'll call the police and have you arrested.”

As Xie Haitao was speaking, Zhou Yongliang, the Director Zhou of the Health Bureau, and Ma Haidong, the President Ma of Jiangnan Hospital, walked in from outside the door.

Seeing the leaders arrive, he whispered a threat, “Kid, you keep your mouth shut. Practicing medicine illegally is a serious crime, at least five or six years in prison. I'll take the blame for you now.”

After speaking, he ran over with a fawning expression, “Director Zhou, President Ma, the two leaders have arrived.”

Zhou Yongliang asked, “Where is the patient I instructed? Has he arrived?”

Xie Haitao said, “Are you referring to that child with a fever? I've already cured him, and he just left here.”

As he spoke, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the little boy's father had not directly spoken with Director Zhou, which made things easier.

Zhou Yongliang asked with a surprised look, “You cured him?”

He knew Xie Haitao, and in his impression, he was just an ordinary chief physician, and he hadn't noticed his Medical skill was particularly outstanding.

“Yes, Director Zhou, I cured him.”

As Xie Haitao spoke, he turned back and gave Ye Bufan a warning look.

Seeing this guy being so shameless, Ye Bufan was about to step forward to expose him, but Ouyang Lan stopped him.

She knew that her son indeed did not have a medical practice license, and if he really ended up in the public security bureau, it would be troublesome.