Chapter 973: I am the only one in the world who can treat Mr. Tan’s illness this time
As soon as Li Xiangnan said this, even Song Yingxin and Shen Qianzhong, who were chatting with Tan Qianli in the corridor, and Hong Kaixuan, who came back in a hurry, turned their heads to look at the young people in the yard.
Jian Jingzhe happened to be coming with two staff members carrying several trays to deliver food. He happened to hear these words and couldn't help but turn his head curiously.
"Go under the sun, I'll get some tan too. It's just right, come and listen!" Tan Qianli knew what the guys sitting around were concerned about. Hearing this, he smiled heartily and told Jian Jingzhe to have someone move the table next to Li Xiangnan and the others' table.
"Mr. Tan! Please sit down!" Song Zimo sensibly pulled another stool over for him.
"Thank you!" Tan Qianli looked at Song Zimo's face for a long time, and couldn't remember where he had seen this man before.
"This is my son Song Zimo!" Song Yingxin introduced, "This is my daughter Song Yi!"
Tan Qianli slapped his thigh and rubbed his forehead, "Look at me, I'm old, I must have seen you somewhere before! Hello, hello!"
Everyone laughed.
Tan Qianli couldn't eat meat oil right away, and it was inconvenient for everyone to share Song Yi's cooking skills with him, so they sat together, eating while listening to Li Xiangnan and Doctor Lu talking.
"Xiao Li, please tell me quickly! I'm so anxious!" Doctor Qian wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, looking eager to learn.
Seeing the expressions of these old Chinese doctors, each one more anxious than the other, Song Yi smiled and told her brother, "Zimo, let's squeeze some more watermelon juice to quench everyone's thirst!"
"That's right!" An old Chinese doctor swallowed his saliva and used his hat to fan the anxious wind around his ears.
Lei Jin dropped the lunch box of lion's head and the braised shredded vegetables, and Ding Yuqiu directly stuffed a whole lion's head into Li Xiangnan's bowl. They all had a tacit understanding, hoping that Li Xiangnan would eat more.
Jian Jingzhe looked at the scene in surprise, leaning forward, and was really curious about how the friendship between them was formed.
"Dr. Lu!"
Li Xiangnan spat out a fish bone from the steamed yellow croaker with golden pepper, drank a sip of watermelon juice, and said frankly: "To be honest, I am the only one in the world who can cure Mr. Tan's illness this time!"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the people present couldn't help but tremble again and again.
This statement is quite arrogant!
But no matter whether it was Shen Qianzhong or Song Yingxin, they all knew Li Xiangnan's character and knew that he could not be an arrogant person.
Then the meaning of this sentence is very clear -
It is true that only Li Xiangnan can cure Tan Qianli's illness!
And the people present were obviously not only Shen Qianzhong and Song Yingxin, but also Hong Kaixuan and Jian Jingzhe from the Ministry of Health.
Their first reaction when they heard this was inexplicable surprise.
This young man named Li Xiangnan is more or less proud and complacent!
There are so many famous doctors like Bian Que and Hua Tuo in the world. It is really arrogant to dare to boast about one's own achievements like this!
But rather...
Tan Qianli was sitting in front of him, sipping shredded pork porridge!
How worrying his previous condition was, how healthy he is now, and how shocking it is!
When Mr. Tan was ill before, they asked doctors from 301 Hospital, the Health Bureau, and the Veteran Cadre Hospital to come for a consultation, but no one had any useful diagnostic plan!
So, when they heard Li Xiangnan's words, they both felt a little conflicted.
To say he was arrogant was also because his tone was extremely sincere.
It is even more unlikely to say that he took credit for himself, because Li Xiangnan is indeed not the kind of person who likes to show off.
If you say he is bragging, Mr. Tan is sitting next to him and eating in good health!
But the two looked at each other and reached a consensus in their hearts.
Li Xiangnan - indeed a very strange and unfathomable person!
The solemn expressions on the faces of veteran Chinese medicine practitioners such as Lu Dingkun made them even more certain that Li Xiangnan was not bragging, let alone being arrogant.
This immediately aroused the curiosity of the two people.
"Li Xiangnan, why do you say that?"
A subconscious reaction came out of Jian Jingzhe's mouth.
After saying that, she immediately regretted it.
Because this is totally unlike her cold personality.
She didn't know what was going on, but she subconsciously wanted to ask Li Xiangnan how he did it, and why he was so sure that he was the only one in the world who could cure Mr. Tan!
"Mr. Qian, you should also drink some watermelon juice to cool down. You look so hot!" Song Yi came over and handed an enamel jar of juice to Mr. Qian, smiling and telling him to drink some.
"Gulp, gulp!" Qian had long been impatient because of Li Xiangnan's slow eating, so he took the jar and slammed it. After drinking, he wiped his mouth and thanked Song Yi. He turned around and hurriedly reminded: "Xiao Li, can't we rely on traditional Chinese medicine? Traditional Chinese medicine will not be able to make any difference to Mr. Tan's illness?"
This is the question in the minds of all veteran Chinese medicine practitioners.
At their age and status, there are not many diseases in the world that they can take seriously.
Now, there was a stroke that they could not intervene immediately, and they felt choked by the unknown.
They wanted to knock open Li Xiangnan's brain and dig deep to find out how much knowledge and medical skills this kid had that they didn't know about!
Li Xiangnan finished eating the lion's head in the bowl, waved his hand and said, "Zimo, please go to the room and get the CT scans on the table!"
"Okay, Brother Nan!" Song Zimo rushed into the room happily.
After finishing the rice in the bowl, Li Xiangnan put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said, "Doctor Lu, Mr. Tan has had a stroke. Can we reach a consensus?"
"Of course! He had a stroke! What we are wondering now is, how did Mr. Tan stand up? How did he do that? We have dealt with the problems of two veteran cadres suffering from stroke before. One of them was cured after more than two years of long treatment, and the other one..." Lu Dingkun shook his head with some regret.
Everyone was silent.
"Have a cigarette!" Song Yingxin took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Xiangnan, lit it for him, and gave one to everyone else.
Li Xiangnan smoked a cigarette, took the CT scan Song Zimo brought out and sent it to several old Chinese medicine practitioners, saying quietly: "Mr. Tan's stroke lesion is in the vertebral artery. According to Chinese medicine treatment, you may have to spend a long time and may not be able to find this place!"
All the veteran Chinese medicine practitioners present at the scene suddenly became solemn. They passed around looking at Mr. Tan's CT scan and felt that Li Xiangnan's words were becoming more and more important.
"And Western medicine relies on instruments and equipment to locate the lesion. Without a CT machine, even a skilled doctor would not be able to find the root cause of Mr. Tan's illness in a short period of time!"
Everyone nodded silently, agreeing with Li Xiangnan's two viewpoints.
At this time, he looked at his watch and slowly stood up: "Even if there are experts in both Chinese and Western medicine, and they have discovered the lesion! Then there will be another problem, which is how to make Mr. Tan free of symptoms like a normal person in the next four days..."
Seeing him stand up so carefully, Lu Dingkun couldn't help but stand up as well.
Then came the great doctor Qian, the great doctor Zhu, the great doctor Wu, the great doctor Ge,
They all felt what Li Xiangnan might do!
"It's time, Mr. Tan!" Li Xiangnan looked at his watch again and reminded him.
"Okay!" Tan Qianli, who had been silent, also stood up at this time.
"Mr. Tan?" Jian Jingzhe was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what Li Xiangnan was going to do.
Li Xiangnan put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door of the temporary operating room. He paused, turned around and looked at the stunned people and said, "In the next few days, every forty minutes, we will perform micro-acupuncture on Mr. Tan. Mr. Lu, if you want to see how it is performed, you can come in and watch. Then you will know why only I can cure Mr. Tan's disease!"
Upon hearing this, everyone except Wang Defa and others were shocked and involuntarily followed Tan Qianli into the room.
Jian Jingzhe was also filled with doubt and followed him into the room...