Chapter 514 Su Huiâs Maternal Grandfather
After seeing Qin Haodong, Su Hui felt excited in her heart. She stepped forward and said, âBrother Haodong, Iâm sorry to have caused you trouble.
âI also have no choice. Seeing that Grandpa has a high fever and the other doctors canât cure it, I can only invite you here.â
Su Huiâs completely admired Qin Haodongâs amazing medical skills in curing Ms. Zhang. In addition, she had been learning the Nine-section Plum Blossom Needle during this period of time. As she learnt it, she felt Qin Haodongâs medical skills were so amazing.
Now Qin Haodong had a lofty position in Su Huiâs heart, which was even higher than that of her grandfather, Su Hongbo.
âIt doesnât matter. We are classmates. Thereâs no need to be so polite.â
Then Qin Haodong followed Su Hui to the building of the inpatient department.
While walking, he asked, âHow did the old man become ill?â
âMy maternal grandfather is a professor in the Department of Archaeology in Shanghai University, Liu Qigong. Several days ago, a very important tomb was excavated in China. Because my grandfather has made great achievements in archaeology, he was asked to lead a team to examine it.
âGrandpa was also very interested in the ancient tomb and organized an archaeological team. However, he did not expect that he would fall ill on the first day of entering the tomb. After returning, he continued to have a fever until now.â
In the intensive care unit of Shanghai Medical College, a thin old man was lying on the bed with a strange blush on his livid face.
He was Su Huiâs grandfather, Liu Qigong. Due to the continuous high fever, he had fallen into a coma.
Su Huiâs grandfather, Su Hongbo, was sitting at the head of the bed, with his right hand resting on the pulse of Liu Qigong. He frowned, as if he was looking for the cause of the disease.
Behind the old man stood a young man in his 20s, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, frowned.
He was Liu Qigongâs student, named Zhang Jingsong. He had been standing guard by the old manâs side for the past few days.
At this moment, the door opened, and a middle-aged doctor in his fifties came in, followed by seven or eight doctors in white coats.
Next to the middle-aged doctor, a young doctor in his thirties was introducing the case. âProfessor Zhao, this case is very special. The symptom has been lasting for more than 24 hours.
âAt first, we thought it was just a cold, but after the blood test, there was no virus or bacteria. We ruled out the possibility of having a high fever caused by a cold, but we couldnât find any other cause.
âWe are already at a loss what to do, so we can only trouble you to help us.â
The middle-aged doctor was called Zhao Qingzhong, and he was a famous internal medicine expert in Shanghai Medical College. If Su Hongbo was a top figure in the School of Chinese Medicine, then Zhao Qingzhong was the authority of Western Medicine.
After listening to the introduction, Zhao Qingzhong just snorted softly and did not speak, but his face was full of arrogance. It seemed that he did not take it seriously.
Another young doctor next to him said, âDoctor Wang, donât worry. My teacher will cure him.â
While they were talking, they entered the ward. Zhao Qingzhong looked up and suddenly saw Su Huiâs grandfather sitting beside the bed.
He frowned and said, âSu Hongbo, why are you here?â
After that, he turned his head to look at the young doctor next to him and said angrily, âWhatâs wrong with you? This is a hospital of western medicine, a hall of science. Why did you invite Chinese medicine practitioner here? Since you have asked him to come, why did you invite me here?â
He was the authority of western medicine, and Su Hongbo was an expert in Chinese medicine. They were representatives of Chinese medicine and western medicine in Shanghai Medical College.
Just yesterday, Zhao Qingzhong also suggested to the Director of the hospital to dismiss the Chinese medicine school. Su Hongbo had a big fight with him for this matter. Then they really had a fierce debate.
Because of this, he was furious when he saw Su Hongbo was in the ward.
After that, he turned his head and was about to leave. The young doctor quickly explained. âProfessor Zhao, please donât be angry. The patient is Mr. Suâs relative. Mr. Su is not appearing as a doctor now, but a family member of the patient. Please donât misunderstand him.â
Hearing the young doctorâs explanation, Zhao Qingzhong thought about something and sneered.
He turned his head and looked at Su Hongbo and said, âMr. Su, since you said Chinese medicine is so powerful, why donât you use your medical skills to treat your relative? Why do you send him to our ward?â
âIâŠâ
Su Hongboâs beard twitched. For a moment, he did not find a proper excuse.
In his heart, he was not willing to send Liu Qigong here, but he could not find the cause of the disease for a while. Liu Qigong had a terrible fever. Under the strong request of Su Huiâs parents, he could only send Liu Qigong to this place to have a check.
However, it never occurred to him that he would meet his old rival, Zhao Qingzhong, here.
Seeing Su Hongbo didnât speak, Zhao Qingzhong immediately burst into laughter.
âOld man, if Iâm not mistaken, itâs because you canât cure your relativeâs disease that you sent him to us, isnât it?â
After that, he laughed again and said sarcastically, âYesterday, when we were in a debate, you said that traditional Chinese medicine was a treasure left by our ancestors. You said that it was a product of thousands of years of Huaxia culture. You also said that traditional Chinese medicine could cure the illness thoroughly, but western medicine could only cure the symptoms, not the disease.
âNow, you canât even cure your own relative. Tell me, whatâs the use of this treasure? Whatâs the use of it? Now you canât even treat a fever. How can you doctors of Chinese medicine treat the illness thoroughly?â
âYouâŠâ
Su Hongbo was so angry that his face turned livid. He said angrily, âI admit that I havenât found the cause of his illness until now, but itâs not because Chinese medicine, but because my skills are not good enough. It has nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine.â
âOld man, you are still stubborn at this time!â Zhao Qingzhong said, âin this case, you should continue to find a Chinese medicine practitioner to treat him. When you are convinced, and when you say that Chinese medicine is a lie, Chinese medicine practitioner is not good, and Chinese medicine is not as good as western medicine, then I will come to treat your relative.â
Su Hongbo didnât expect that this guy was so narrow-minded that he threatened him with his family memberâs life. He immediately said angrily, âZhao Qingzhong, are you a doctor or not? Do you still remember what a doctorâs job is?â
Zhao Qingzhong sneered and said, âOld man, itâs useless to say that. You can come to me when youâre convinced.â
At this time, Gao Jingsong, who was next to him, couldnât stand it anymore. He pointed to Zhao Qingzhongâs nose and said, âI donât know Chinese medicine or western medicine. I only know that my teacher is ill now.
âYou doctors should treat him, instead of taking the patientâs life to threaten others. You are not qualified to be a doctor at all!â
âWell. He really doesnât deserve to be a doctor.â
While they were talking, a young man and a woman came in. They were Qin Haodong and Su Hui.
Seeing a young man in his twenties teaching him a lesson, Zhao Qingzhong said in a cold voice, âWho are you? Do you know who I am? What right do you have to talk to me?â
Qin Haodong glanced at him and said, âIâm a student of Medical College, and at the same time, a Chinese medicine practitioner. I donât need to know who you are. I only know that you donât have the medical ethics of a doctor.â
âNonsense. A student dares to talk to Professor Zhao like this. Youâre really impolite.â
âDo you know who Professor Zhao is? The students he taught are enough to be your teachersâŠâ
âProfessor Zhao is a Ph.D. in M Country. He is a well-known figure in the World Medical Association. If he is not qualified to be a doctor, then nobody is qualified.â
The doctors behind Zhao Qingzhong attacked Qin Haodong in words.
Hearing so many words of praise, Zhao Qingzhong said proudly, âDid you hear that? A student like you, who has not graduated yet, is not qualified to talk to me at all.â
Qin Haodong glanced at him contemptuously and said, âNo matter how great your experience is, and how good your medical skills are, you have no medical ethics and you are nothing in my eyes.â
âYouâŠâ
Zhao Qingzhong was very angry. With his medical skills and experience, no matter where he went, he would be surrounded by people. He had never been despised like this.
âHumph! You silly boy, I wonât talk to you,â Zhao Qingzhong turned his head and continued to say to Su Hongbo, âif you want me to treat him, you have to lower your head and apologize to me. Otherwise, you can find a doctor of Chinese medicine who can cure him.â
Before Su Hongbo could speak, Qin Haodong said, âYou donât have to look for a doctor. I can cure him.â
When he finished his words, all the people present were shocked, but except for Su Hui, they all sneered at him. He was a Chinese medicine doctor in his twenties and a student who had not graduated. Even Su Hongbo couldnât cure the disease, how could he do it?
Su Hongbo pulled Su Hui and asked, âWho is this guy?â
âGrandpa, this is my classmate Qin Haodong that I have told you. I learned the Plum Blossom Needle Skill from him.â
Su Hongboâs expression changed when he heard Qin Haodongâs name. Was he really that man? But if he was really Qin Haodong, how could he come to Shanghai Medical College to be a freshman?
But if he wasnât that person, who else could have such incredible medical skills at such a young age?
He said, âYoung man, can you really cure this disease?â
Qin Haodong nodded and said, âDonât worry. It will definitely be cured.â
After that, he walked to Liu Qigongâs bedside.
Seeing that he was going to treat Liu Qigong, the young doctor shouted, âWait a minute, as a student of Chinese Medicine, you are not allowed to treat people here. If the patient is not cured, who will take the responsibility at that time?â
âI will take that!â The old man Su Hongbo had a bad temper. He opened his eyes wide and said, âYoung man, you can do whatever you want. No matter what happens, I will take responsibility for it.â
The young doctor cried. âMr. Su, thatâs what you said.â
Su Hongbo cried. âThatâs what I said. From now on, anything that happens to Liu Qigong has nothing to do with your hospital.â
Zhao Qingzhong burst into laughter and said, âOld man, are you old and confused? Or are you out of your mind? You even believe such a young boy. Are you asking for help indiscriminately?
âYouâd better give up. Now bow your head and apologize to me. Admit that Chinese medicine canât work. Iâll immediately treat your family member.â
Qin Haodong frowned and said to him, âDo you think I canât cure Mr. Liu?â
Zhao Qingzhong said with disdain on his face, âOf course you canât. Everyone here knows that.â
Qin Haodong said, âIn that case, do you dare to make a bet with me?â
Zhao Qingzhong said proudly, âYou donât deserve to bet with me!â
âI donât think you dare,â Qin Haodong glanced at him and said, âif I cure Mr. Liu, you apologize to Mr. Su and traditional Chinese medicine. In the future, you should call Mr. Su as your teacher.â
Zhao Qingzhong said, âWhat a big bet! What if you lose?â
Qin Haodong said, âIf I lose, I will quit Chinese medicine filed and make a statement to admit that Chinese medicine is not as good as western medicine.â
âYou? Who will look at your statement?â Zhao Qingzhong looked at Qin Haodong disdainfully. âI donât accept it because your bet canât satisfy me at all.â
Qin Haodong stepped up to him and whispered a few words.
Zhao Qingzhongâs expression changed. He sized him up and asked, âAre you sure?â
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