Hearing Wang Yanchao's words, Ye Xiu looked up at the heart rate and other data displayed on the monitor above the patient's bed. A hint of relief appeared on his pale face.
His efforts had paid off. His hard work hadn't been in vain. The patient was saved!
For a doctor, what greater reward and happiness could there be? At least for Ye Xiu, there was none. Every time he saved a patient from the brink of death, he felt a deep sense of achievement and joy.
This wonderful feeling had been with him since he saved his first patient and had never diminished, no matter how many patients he saved.
"Dr. Ye, I knew bringing you here was the right decision. You really didn't let me down!"
After his initial excitement, Wang Yanchao finally turned to Ye Xiu, the hero who had saved the patient, and looked at him with an expression of excitement, as if he wanted to hug and kiss him.
"I never thought that TCM could be so effective at such a critical moment. Dr. Ye, I didn't expect a returnee like you to have such profound knowledge of TCM! It seems I need to study TCM myself in the future and not be so biased."
Wang Yanchao looked at the steel needles in the patient and Ye Xiu's tired face, showing a sincere admiration. At the same time, there was a deep sense of reflection in his eyes.
He had always held a significant bias against TCM, considering it unscientific and unverified. But Ye Xiu's performance today had taught him a hard lesson and left a strong impression.
Ye Xiu had not only demonstrated that TCM, a discipline with thousands of years of history, had its merits, but also that it could play a crucial role in saving lives in emergencies.
Wang Yanchao also felt a bit ashamed. Ye Xiu, a young overseas-educated doctor, could embrace and study TCM, while he, an older Chinese doctor, had remained closed-minded. This was something he needed to change.
"You flatter me, Director Wang. But TCM, as our country's traditional medicine, indeed has many aspects worth studying."
Ye Xiu smiled modestly.
As he spoke, Ye Xiu wiped the sweat from his forehead. To others, it might have seemed like he was randomly sticking needles, but for Ye Xiu, it was a difficult and painstaking process. He had to endure immense internal pressure, find each acupuncture point precisely, and ensure the correct force and angle with each needle. The order of the needles was also crucial; any deviation could not only fail to save the patient but might also hasten their death.
To be honest, every needle Ye Xiu inserted was a mix of hot and cold sweat. No matter how confident he was, this was his first time using this acupuncture method. By the end of the procedure, he was mentally and physically exhausted.
But fortunately, his acupuncture had succeeded. This successful experience boosted his confidence in the method and gave him more insights into its application. He would be more skilled and confident in future uses, which was the second most gratifying outcome besides saving the patient.
"Dr. Ye, thank you! Thank you so much! You are truly a skilled and virtuous doctor!"
The patient's family came forward, grabbed Ye Xiu's hand, and thanked him repeatedly. They were so grateful that they wanted to bow to Ye Xiu, feeling that he had saved their father's life.
"No need to thank me. Treating and saving patients is our duty as doctors."
Ye Xiu quickly stopped the family from bowing.
He really saved the patient!
A patient that even Director Wang couldn't save!
Is his medical skill really that good?
No, it can't be. He must have gotten lucky. He must have seen a similar case before and just happened to use it correctly this time.
The other doctors in the ward, who had been feeling sour and envious, now looked at Ye Xiu with a mix of shock and jealousy.
They still didn't believe Ye Xiu's medical skills were extraordinary. They thought he had just gotten lucky by encountering a similar case.
What they didn't realize was that even being "lucky" required a vast amount of knowledge. To "happen" to encounter a similar case among the countless TCM records and cases was no easy feat.
Su Dongmei looked at Ye Xiu, her eyes filled with astonishment.
If she still didn't realize that Ye Xiu was a highly skilled doctor, she would be a fool!
She also understood that Wang Yanchao had known all along about Ye Xiu's skills and valued him highly. The fact that he called Ye Xiu first when the patient's condition worsened showed how much he trusted him!
Wang Yanchao didn't dislike Ye Xiu or want to fire him as rumored. The good things Wang Yanchao had done for Ye Xiu weren't just for show; he genuinely valued Ye Xiu!
Logically, this should be the outcome Su Dongmei had hoped for, as she always had a good impression of Ye Xiu. But at this moment, she felt a bit stunned. How did Ye Xiu suddenly become such a skilled doctor?
"Dr. Ye is right. Treating and saving patients is our duty. No need to thank us. Also, I suggest you follow Dr. Ye's advice and get a check-up immediately. Otherwise, if another emergency occurs, you might not be as lucky to have Dr. Ye around."
Wang Yanchao also interrupted the family, asking them to follow Ye Xiu's suggestion to get a check-up. After careful consideration, he believed Ye Xiu's judgment might be correct.
"I'll go pay for the check-up right away!"
The patient's family responded quickly. They had immense respect for Ye Xiu's medical skills and didn't doubt his words. Even Director Wang had called Ye Xiu at a critical moment, and Ye Xiu had indeed saved their father's life. How could they not be respectful?
Hmph, what a waste of money!
Just because of his baseless words, they're actually going for a CT scan. Ridiculous.
The other doctors, especially the patient's attending doctor, Dr. Che, felt uncomfortable seeing the family's respect for Ye Xiu. They were jealous and didn't believe Ye Xiu's judgment was well-founded.
"Dr. Ye, Dr. Ye, is Dr. Ye here?"
As Wang Yanchao was writing the check-up form and the other doctors were enviously looking at Ye Xiu, a panicked shout came from the ward entrance.
Accompanied by the flustered voice, a nurse hurriedly ran in, looking anxious.
"I'm here. What's the matter?"
Ye Xiu looked at the sweaty and anxious nurse with a puzzled expression.
"What's the matter? Why are you so panicked?"
Wang Yanchao, having just finished the form, looked up and frowned at the anxious nurse, sounding displeased.
"Director Wang, the outpatient department just called. Several patients and their families are looking for Dr. Ye. They seem very agitated and insist on seeing him."
The nurse explained breathlessly, her eyes showing a bit of urgency.
After speaking, she glanced at Ye Xiu with some sympathy.
Patients are looking for Ye Xiu?
And they're very agitated? Insisting on seeing him?
Isn't this a sign of trouble in the outpatient department and patients causing a commotion?
Hearing the nurse's words, the doctors who had been envious felt a spark of joy. They all knew what this meant.
They turned their eyes to Ye Xiu, showing a hint of schadenfreude.
Didn't you just save a patient and get praised as a miracle doctor?
Didn't Director Wang keep praising you and lifting you up?
Now there's trouble. Let's see how you handle it!
"Are you sure they're looking for Dr. Ye?"
Wang Yanchao's expression also turned serious. He looked at the nurse, finding it hard to believe that Ye Xiu, who had only been at the outpatient department for a week, could have caused any trouble. He thought the nurse might have misunderstood.
"Yes, they specifically asked for Dr. Ye."
The nurse replied nervously.
"Did they say what it was about?"
Ye Xiu remained calm. Although he had heard about medical disputes in China, he hadn't personally experienced them. He believed he had always been cautious and hadn't done anything wrong.