Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 223 - 223 223 Who Says Traditional Chinese Medicine Can't Perform Surgery

223: Chapter 223 Who Says Traditional Chinese Medicine Can’t Perform Surgery 223: Chapter 223 Who Says Traditional Chinese Medicine Can’t Perform Surgery “Immediately transfer to neurology, prepare for surgery right now!” Qin Han urgently said.

“Doctor, doctor, over here, please save my wife!” At that moment, a harsh voice rang out, as a burly man holding a woman covered in blood was yelling loudly.

Emergency room doctors quickly took over the patient and started treatment, while Qin Han just took a glance and continued treating the patient in front of him, knowing that he wasn’t a god, he only had one body, and he couldn’t save everyone on his own.

The extensive road collapse had caused a chain reaction of vehicle collisions, injuring too many people.

The woman had only suffered some superficial injuries, and after some simple emergency treatment, the man was informed.

He sighed in relief and began to take out his phone to assure his family.

“Hello, Mom, Yuanyuan is fine, yes, in the hospital, oh, the road collapsed over a large area, a lot of cars fell in, we didn’t, but we were hit by a car from behind, yes, I’m fine, I’m calling you from the emergency room right now,” the man’s voice loudly assured his family.

“Send him to orthopedics, a plaster cast will do.” Another patient was finished with, and just as Qin Han was about to call the next one, he looked up and saw the man on the phone, whose face had already turned somewhat red.

To others, it might seem like emotional agitation, but to Qin Han, it looked like a big problem was about to arise.

With a quick move, he came to the man’s side, snatched the phone away, and said gravely, “Don’t move, listen to me, don’t move, don’t make any movements, I’m trying to save you!”

“I…

I’m fine!” The man was startled by Qin Han’s action but obediently stayed still.

Qin Han turned back to the other doctors and said, “Bring a stretcher over here, quickly!”

The emergency room doctors had long been convinced by Qin Han’s medical skills and upon hearing his command, immediately pushed a stretcher over.

Qin Han grabbed the man’s hand, sending a continuous flow of Inner Strength into the man’s body.

He said, “From now on, don’t speak, just slowly, very slowly, lie down on it, and do exactly as I say!”

Following Qin Han’s words, and seeing Qin Han’s serious expression, the man slowly lay down on the stretcher.

Once the man was lying down, Qin Han said with a solemn tone, “Chen Old, come over here, the patient has internal bleeding!”

“What?” Hearing Qin Han’s words, all the doctors inhaled sharply.

Typically, after large-scale impact and collapse incidents, the hospital conducts a full-body check on patients, not to make money off them, but because some injuries are invisible on the outside, and patients can’t feel them either.

By the time they are noticed, it may already be too late.

Hasn’t there been a news story about six people in a car accident, where only one person was unharmed?

He even helped the doctors bring his family to the hospital, but as his family members were taken into the emergency room, the man suddenly collapsed and never woke up again.

Hearing Qin Han’s call, Liu Jianbang hurried to his side.

“Liu Old, gently open his clothes, use the Spirit Rhinoceros Finger to slow his blood circulation, I’m maintaining his vital signs with my Inner Strength and can’t be distracted,” Qin Han whispered to Liu Jianbang.

Otherwise, using Inner Strength to protect the patient’s vital signs would certainly startle everyone and cause unnecessary trouble.

“Mr.

Qin, how did you know about the Spirit Rhinoceros Finger?” Liu Jianbang looked at Qin Han with a shocked expression.

“No time, hurry!” Qin Han didn’t answer Liu Jianbang but hurried him with urgency.

The Spirit Rhinoceros Finger was after all the unsolved mystery of the Holy Medicine Sect; how could Qin Han not know of it?

It was because Qin Han recognized the Spirit Rhinoceros Finger that he had intervened and treated Zhou Bingchen that time.

Upon hearing the urgency, Liu Jianbang quickly pressed several points on the man’s chest and then slowly began to unbutton the man’s shirt.

Immediately afterward, Qin Han’s hands swiftly pulled out golden needles, continuously inserting them into the man’s chest at such a fast pace that even their shadows were hard to discern.

As the golden needles kept descending, the man who had been fine just moments ago, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood each time a needle was inserted.

“His life is saved, but he needs another imaging scan later.

I suspect there is more than one location that’s bleeding, we must conduct a thorough examination,” Qin Han said in a calm voice that nevertheless conveyed urgency.

Sweat beads had formed on Qin Han’s brow; even though he was a martial artist, treating dozens of patients back-to-back and constantly administering needle therapy had significantly taxed his energy.

“Quick, the patient is crashing!” an exhausted voice shouted as the emergency room doors burst open, and the ambulance medics hurriedly wheeled in a patient with a sunken chest and a bruised head.

Qin An pulled out golden needles rapidly, and before the gurney even stopped, several needles had already been plunged into the patient’s body.

He shouted immediately, “Notify the thoracic and neurological surgeons for a consult operation!”

“Neurology?

Dr.

Qin, all the neurologists are in surgery, and the ones from other hospitals are still on their way here!” Luo Ming said anxiously.

Dealing with so many patients at once left even the large staff of the hospital at their limits.

“How much longer before they arrive!”

“Ten minutes!”

“There’s no time, get the thoracic surgeon ready, prepare the operating room!” Qin Han frowned as he instructed.

“I am the thoracic surgeon, but what about the neurologist?

Dr.

Qin, there isn’t one available!” Luo Ming said urgently.

To face a patient on the brink of life and death and not have the sufficient means to save him was profoundly painful for Luo Ming as a doctor.

“I’ll do it!

Take me to the operating room!” Qin Han said in a deep voice.

At this, Luo Ming was taken aback before saying, “You’ll do it?

Dr.

Qin, I mean no offense, but aren’t you a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?”

“Who said a traditional Chinese doctor can’t understand Western medicine?

Besides, traditional Chinese medicine can involve surgical procedures too, now hurry, every minute counts!” Qin Han said, furrowing his brows, especially disliking wasted time when treating patients.

“Oh oh, right!” Luo Ming did not say anything further and quickly made arrangements for the patient to enter the operating room while he went with Qin Han to change into surgical attire.

In the disinfection room, Qin Han quickly briefed Luo Ming on the patient’s condition: “The patient’s chest was crushed by a heavy object, rib fractures, possibly having pierced internal organs, and there’s an obvious hematoma on the head.

I’ll leave the thoracic part to you, and I’ll take care of the head.”

“Yes!” Luo Ming responded crisply, only realizing after seeing Qin Han skillfully put on his surgical gown and disinfect his arms that Qin Han was definitely not acting on a whim—he must have performed surgery before.

It was Luo Ming’s preconceived notion that Qin Han, being a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, could not possibly perform Western medical surgery.

By the time the two reached the operating room, the anesthetist and assistant doctors were ready, with one doctor preparing the patient’s skin for the procedure.

“Prepare the anesthesia!” Qin Han placed the needle bag on the operating table and then instructed.