Sun Li sneered, "Just because soone is rich, they can disregard human life as if it’s nothing? Rember this, at any ti, human life is paramount! As long as we have a clear conscience, we don’t have to fear anything!"
The young nurse felt awkward.
Another nurse spoke up, "Dr. Sun is the expert in cardiovascular diseases at our hospital, handpicked and brought in from a hospital in Shangjing City by the dean himself. With the dean backing her, why should we be scared of soone who drives a Rolls-Royce?"
Sun Li proudly lifted her chin. She was soone who relied on genuine skill; what was there to fear? Even if she truly offended so wealthy family, the dean would have her back!
Soon, they arrived at the hospital, and the patient was rushed to the ergency room.
A doctor ca over to ask the driver about the patient’s dical history.
Upon confirming that the patient indeed suffered from coronary heart disease, he said with an admiring look, "Dr. Sun really is experienced, to make a diagnosis at just one glance."
Sun Li felt excited inside but remained calm on the surface, saying, "There’s nothing to be envious of, I’ve just seen a lot."
She had been poached from Shangjing City First People’s Hospital by the dean at a high price, and she had to let these people know she was worth it.
"Don’t just stand there, administer Shuxin Tong to the patient imdiately..."
Just as An Yan arrived, she heard this and imdiately said, "You can’t use Shuxin Tong! The patient’s condition hasn’t been confird. Please arrange for a chest x-ray and a pulmonary CT scan..."
Sun Li’s face darkened instantly. "Do you even understand dicine? Is this the ti to be dragging the patient to do these tests?"
Sun Li didn’t take An Yan’s words to heart. Based on her experience, the symptoms the man displayed were typical of a heart attack. Using Shuxin Tong to boost the heart’s vitality would solve the problem. What pulmonary embolism? Indeed, the symptoms of pulmonary embolism are very similar to those of heart disease, but the driver who brought in the patient had already confird a long history of heart disease. In the face of serious heart disease, a pulmonary embolism was nothing to worry about! Maybe after using Shuxin Tong, the increased heart vitality would flush out the clot directly.
"Inject Shuxin Tong into the patient now!"
"No!"
An Yan stood directly in front of her. With the pulmonary thrombosis unresolved, using Shuxin Tong would only increase the volu of pleural effusion, causing the patient’s breathing difficulties to worsen and increasing the risk of infection.
"Please trust my judgnt, it really is a pulmonary embolism. We just need to do a pulmonary angiography to confirm the diagnosis..."
"Shut up!" Sun Li had had enough of her. It was fortunate she had administered oxygen to the patient earlier. Otherwise, with this dical novice causing delays, the patient might have already ’ascended to heaven’. "I don’t have ti to argue with you here. Xiaowang, go fetch the duty dean."
Less than ten minutes later, when the results of the patient’s ECG ca out, Dean Zhang, who was in charge of operations, also arrived.
Between Sun Li and An Yan, Dean Zhang naturally chose to trust Sun Li, instructing, "Dr. Sun, follow your treatnt plan! Administer Shuxin Tong to the patient imdiately!"
"You can’t use it!" An Yan blocked her way. "Once Shuxin Tong is used, it will imdiately increase the patient’s pulmonary burden. Do you want to watch the patient die right in front of your eyes?"
Dean Zhang was left speechless by her. Young people these days, he thought, where do they get such confidence? Believing they’re experts after reading just a couple of dical books.
"Dean Zhang, the patient’s blood oxygen level is continuously dropping."
Dean Zhang was startled. "Dr. Sun, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save him."
But once again, An Yan blocked Sun Li’s way, declaring, "I said, you can’t use Shuxin Tong! We should be preparing the operating room right now..."
Dean Zhang was angered. "Security! Where is security? Co and get her out of here!"
If it were any other ti, he would have certainly liked to chat with her and dispel so of that book-learned confidence. But this was a real patient! No patient’s illness develops strictly according to a textbook! This girl... However, it was a critical mont, and he just wanted to send this girl away quickly!
The security guards sward forward, trying to drive An Yan out.
Having parked her car and rushed over, Wen Ya went straight to them and took down five security guards with just a few punches and kicks.
An Yan nodded in satisfaction, stating, "Dean, I can confirm that the patient definitely has a pulmonary embolism! We need to start surgery imdiately and remove the blood clot, then proceed with the routine..."
"Shut up! Which dical college are you from, and who is your advisor?" Dean Zhang was furious and roared.
An Yan suddenly realized that these people would not listen to her just like this. After thinking for a mont, she said, "Does your hospital have a doctor nad Ya Zhuo?"
"Director Ya?" Sun Li narrowed her eyes. "Do you know Director Ya?"
"Yes, call him here. If his judgnt matches yours, I’ll leave! Otherwise... I really have a way to make all of you lose your jobs—believe it or not?"
Wen Ya imdiately stood tall and strong, fully supporting Miss An Yan!
It took less than five minutes for Ya Zhuo to arrive.
He was young and handso, with a height of 185 centiters. Dressed in a clean white work uniform, complented by an excellent head of hair, and a proud, cool expression. The undisputed prince charming of the hospital!
Upon seeing An Yan, a glimr of light burst from his usually indifferent peach-blossom eyes as he exclaid, "Professor An?"
Professor An??
The way everyone looked at An Yan changed instantly. So even stared at Ya Zhuo. "Director Ya, could you have mistaken her for soone else? That young girl doesn’t seem to be even eighteen. How can she be a professor?"
An Yan had clear skin and delicate features. She wore a white long-sleeved sweatshirt, black jeans, and a pair of black sports shoes. One could believe she was a high school student!
A trace of displeasure flickered in Ya Zhuo’s eyes. "Are you saying that my vision is poor?"
He might mistake anyone else, but he could never mistake Professor An! After all, how many people in the world could beco a professor at her young age and teach a group of graduate students? She was probably the only one.
The other party stiffened and didn’t dare to argue.
Ya Zhuo turned towards Dean Zhang, saying, "Xiaowang has already told about it. Since Professor An says it’s a pulmonary embolism, it must be. Dean Zhang, please notify the operating room to prepare imdiately!"
Ya Zhuo had absolute trust in An Yan’s capabilities. Her ability to quickly diagnose a patient’s condition just by observation, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse—without needing instrunts—was a skill that wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call divine!
With Ya Zhuo’s support, Dean Zhang took out his cellphone and contacted the operating room.
Sun Li’s face contorted with anger. "This is absurd! Director Ya is being absurd, and you, Dean Zhang, are you going to join in this absurdity too? For a heart disease patient, to operate as if it was a pulmonary embolism—if the patient can’t co off the operating table, how are we supposed to explain to the patient’s family?"
The smile in Ya Zhuo’s eyes faded, and he glanced at her impatiently, stating, "If the patient’s family has questions, have them co to !"
Sun Li’s face reddened with embarrassnt. She felt as if she had lost all her dignity and face.
The sa people who had just been flattering her were now looking at her with sympathy.
Ya Zhuo was recognized as a genius in the hospital, never having made a mistake in his diagnoses. If he said An Yan was right, then An Yan must be right.
Feeling the dubious glances from all sides, Sun Li’s chest ached with frustration. She couldn’t understand why Ya Zhuo, a proud genius who didn’t even pay much heed to the dean, would suddenly be so attentive to a young woman.
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