When the bus came to the entrance of the town, it saw a young man in his twenties wearing a white coat holding a sign.
Five people got off, and Chu Feng went ahead.
"I'm Chu Feng, are you a comrade from Xinning Health Center?" Chu Feng greeted him with a smile.
"Yes, my name is Li Qiang, and I'm a resident of Xinning Town Health Center. Are you really a miracle doctor of Chu?" Li Qiang introduced his identity, but looked at him with a look of disbelief.
Chu Feng smiled, took out the ID card issued by the hospital directly, and even showed it to the other party.
"Sorry, I remember the doctor of Chu. He should -" Li Qiang returned his ID card to him and said apologetically.
"It should be very old, right?" Chu Feng followed his words.
Li Qiang smiled more embarrassed and nodded.
"Aspiration does not depend on age. Ignorance does not live for a hundred years. The world believes that the older a doctor is, the better his medical skills will be. But I want to tell you that 20-30 years old is the golden age for doctors." Chu Feng said.
This is not nonsense. Open the medical books. All groundbreaking operations and treatment schemes are basically created by young doctors.
For example, the world's first planing operation, the first organ tube transplantation, the first vaccinia vaccination, the first stethoscope invention, the first laparoscope, the first——
Countless firsts are all feats performed by young doctors in their prime of life.
Perhaps in their time, they were not accepted by the world, or even scolded as heretics, but the history of medicine will prove it to them in the future.
"Youth represents infinite possibilities, infinite room for improvement, creativity and initiative. The older you get, the more experienced you become, the more constrained you will become and lose ambition and imagination." Chu Feng patted Li Qiang on the shoulder, somewhat comforting him.
Although Li Qiang was puzzled, he nodded in agreement.
Soon, under the guidance of Li Qiang, people came to the town's health center.
Here, famous doctors from all over the world have gathered. Most of them are old people with white hair and whiskers. Experts at the age of 40 are young here.
Not to mention Chu Feng.
So when he appeared, people who had been talking loudly stopped talking and looked at him.
"Director Wu, he is an expert from Xinyun First Hospital, Doctor Chu," said Li Qiang when he came to an old man.
This person does not fit in with a group of people and belongs to a marginal role.
Because when Chu Feng came in, he was standing on the edge and could not even interrupt.
Hearing Li Qiang's words, I knew that he was the director of this clinic.
No wonder, the director of a township health center, in the eyes of these experts and professors, does not rank first.
"The famous doctor of Chu from Xinyun First Hospital, welcome," said Director Wu with a smile.
"You're welcome." Chu Feng smiled at him.
"Hum!" At this time, a cold hum came.
Chu Feng followed his reputation. Leng Heng was an old man with white hair and beard. He had white hair and a childlike appearance. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit. It looked like a kind of fairy tale.
"The name of the miracle doctor is not something that you can whisper, but it's just a matter of giving a monkey the crown." He glanced at Chu Feng and said with disdain.
This remark was so impolite that all the experts and professors around looked at Chu Feng thoughtfully.
This old man is very famous. He is a retired old man from Jiangnan First People's Hospital.
Some of them had been harassed by the elderly, and now it was Chu Feng's turn.
"It's really a dream," said Chu Feng, glancing at him.
This surprised everyone. Unexpectedly, he dared to compete like this. The old man was also stunned. He used to teach others. Young people who were not dissatisfied could only listen. Who dared to stab him directly.
Unexpectedly, those young people were either his subordinates or his dignity and identity, but Chu Feng had no such concerns.
"Hum, I don't know how to respect the old and love the young. I don't think your medical skill is much better. It's beneath my dignity to study with a boy like you." The old man said angrily.
"You just rely on the old to sell off the old. When it comes to medical skills, you can't even suppress Wu Xinlei. When it comes to medical skills, no wonder the First Hospital of Jiangnan Province can only rank second in terms of surgery." Chu Feng would not get used to him and said disdainfully.
"You!!" The old man's face froze and his eyes resented.
The second place is a thorn in the heart of the First People's Hospital of Jiangnan Province.
Because this hospital is also good at surgery, and it is a well-known old surgical hospital in China. It can be said that the Nanshan Academy represented by Wu Xinlei stepped on their heads.
It doesn't work here in Chu Feng to hit people without hitting their faces and scolding without exposing them.
As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like a steel needle pierced into the heart, which made the old man's expression suddenly changed and his eyes resented.
But at this moment, everyone around looked at Chu Feng with some misgivings, and understood that this was a "prick", a "prick" who did not pay attention to the so-called elders at all.
If it is not a matter of interest, it is better not to trample and offend.
"Good, very good! I want to see if the young people are so arrogant now. Boy, I have a chance to compete with you!"
Zhao Yibo is so angry that he wants to use this method to find his place.
Everyone listened for a while, and some people even shook their heads directly.
Chu Feng is still young when he is young. Is it really a false reputation for you to be Zhao Yibo? The surgical lens that Alomar conjectured is real, and even Wu Xinlei can't do it.
And the new type of cecum excision, which is now popular in domestic medical schools, was also created by the young doctors in front of us.
In addition to your age, which one can match the other?
Some people are new and disdainful. They just think that Zhao Yibo has broken his head.
"Oh?" Chu Feng looked at him contemptuously and said scornfully; "You don't deserve it."
You don't deserve it.
The simple three words, accompanied by a disdainful look, are like a sharp blade passing through Zhao Yibo's chest.
What made him even more ashamed and angry was that none of the experts and professors around him spoke for him. Instead, they gave him an expression of approval.
"You -- poof --"
Zhao Yibo pointed to Chu Feng, but before he could swear, his shame and anger were like a volcano eruption, which made him jump wildly, expand his blood vessels, and spit out blood.
It was also Chu Feng's reaction that he was already aware of his wrong look. He suddenly turned and moved to one side.
Only then did he avoid the sudden gushing of blood.
In the eyes of the public, it was like Zhao Yibo spitting blood to attack, and he flexibly avoided.
The reaction speed makes people stare. The soul is too flexible.
Pu Tong -- Zhao Yibo was in a coma, and then all the people came back to their senses.
"Old Zhao is in a coma." "Quickly, untie his clothes, raise his head, and let him breathe well." "Let me see, although his heartbeat is fast, it is still in the normal range. It's OK, he is in a faint." "Director Wu, let Old Zhao rest in the ward. It's no big deal."
If in other places in Chu, a person suddenly vomits blood and becomes unconscious, which will definitely lead to riots. If nothing else is mentioned, a 120 can't run away.
But everyone here is a doctor, and there is no panic at all. Especially after some examinations, they calmed down directly.
Soon, Director Wu called his men to carry unconscious Zhao Yibo onto a stretcher and leave the hall.
Then the people looked at Chu Feng again.
It is not only a sharp tongue, but also a vicious tongue. It should not be provoked.
For a while, everyone defined Chu Feng and attached various labels to his heart.
Although Chu Feng didn't have "human heart", he also had "elementary psychology" skills, so he knew people's thoughts at a glance.
But he didn't care. He came to investigate the deadwood disease, not to get involved in the gang.
Soon, under the leadership of Director Wu, they came to the observation room.
The patient looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties. The reason why he can't be sure is that his face is yellow, like autumn leaves, and his face is twisted, ferocious, and his eyes are red, like an angry beast.
He was tied to the hospital bed with ropes made of sheets, and his upper body was bare, which was also yellow, giving a feeling of dying and withered leaves.
"Is it true that there is deadwood disease? It looks like it is not any skin disease we know at present."
"It's very valuable for medical research. This time, it's the right time."
"Don't rush to make a conclusion until the inspection report comes out."
"Director Wu, what are you still waiting for? Open the door and unlock the person. Let's check."
Everyone's face was full of excitement. For a doctor, there was nothing more curious than a novel disease or unknown disease.
Even Xiao Wu was rubbing his hands with his hands. It was a strange disease left in medical books. It had been argued for countless years and seemed to be about to be unveiled in front of him.
However, Director Wu didn't open the door. Instead, he looked bitter and said, "Everybody, this patient is crazy. Although he is thin, four young doctors and seven or eight villagers in the hospital were able to subdue him, even though several people were injured by him. You -"
He glanced at all the experts and professors. Although he didn't say anything later, he obviously didn't look at them.
In particular, most of these experts and professors are old, and none of them can fight except a few people brought by Chu Feng.
"What are you looking at? Do you suspect that I can't even subdue a patient?"
An expert in his forties stared at him with displeasure.
Director Wu didn't speak, he was silent, but this silence at this moment represents acquiescence.
The expert groaned, his face was ugly.
"Well, we have about twenty people. Can't we cope with a patient? Open the door."
"Open the door, even if we can't, Doctor Chu is so young and he has four young people with him. They can always subdue patients."
Experts urged, some people even pulled out Chu Feng and others.
Director Wu looked at Chu Feng, who nodded and said, "Don't worry, we can deal with it."
He also wants to have a close look at the condition of deadwood disease and do some inspection and research.
"Not good!"
"The dean is not well. Dr. Liu is ill and dying."
Just as Director Wu was about to open the door, two middle-aged nurses came running quickly, shouting in panic as they ran.
"Calm down, what's the situation?" Director Wu quickly looked at them, glaring at them and scolding.
This is a hospital, and there are so many experts and professors here, what's the panic!
He only felt that the two nurses had lost face to him.