Chapter 12: Doctor Zhang, please help me
Sanshan Society!
One of the two largest societies in Hong Kong.
There are good and bad people in the society, including some cruel and ruthless ones.
As soon as Dean Duan heard the name the other party reported, the momentum he had just shown immediately disappeared.
"Brother, if you have any questions, we can discuss it..." Dean Duan said carefully.
"What is there to discuss! Our boss has made it very clear. Either you heal our boss's arm today, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude! Damn it! Especially this kid, he actually dared to fool our eldest brother!" The bald man who grabbed Niu Hongliang's collar said with a bad face.
"Don't worry, don't worry... everything will be resolved... You three, why don't you release Doctor Niu first... let's go to the dean's office to talk..." Dean Duan said in a negotiating tone.
"Okay!" Qin Hu, the flat-headed brother, agreed.
"Please, please..." Dean Duan immediately made a gesture of invitation.
You can't just give 500,000 if the other party wants 500,000. You have to bargain. Of course, he also understood that Niu Hongliang was wrong in this matter.
Zhang Han watched coldly, and when he saw Qin Hu was about to go out with the dean, he immediately realized that something was wrong. The system's task was to cure all the patients who came today. Zhang Han naturally had a way to cure the dislocation of the flat-headed brother. If he didn't cure it, would there be a backlash from the system?
After all, the system makes it clear that once a choice is made, it cannot be changed.
Zhang Han stepped forward and said, "Dean, wait!"
"What's the matter?" Dean Duan asked unhappily .
"Didn't this big brother say that our hospital must cure his dislocation today? I was thinking, why not give it a try. Of course, if I can cure it, you will see my and Xu Ruyi's self-examination and punishment..." Zhang Han stopped talking here.
"No need to write. The punishment won't count!" Dean Duan said immediately.
The other party offered 500,000 yuan, which was a lot of money. If Zhang Han could cure it, wouldn't the money be saved? If he couldn't, the other party would get angry and maybe teach Zhang Han a lesson, which would kill two birds with one stone.
But Qin Hu's men refused to accept this. Another bald man shouted, "Boy, with your shaking hands just now, who would dare to let you treat it? What if you fail to treat it and hurt my elder brother, and make my elder brother more injured?"
Zhang Han smiled and looked at Qin Hu. "Brother, I don't think you are short of money. If your arm is dislocated and not treated in time, it will take a month or two to heal, which is not enough. Why don't you let me try? It will only take a moment. If it doesn't work... the hospital should pay you. If you are angry, you can beat me up..."
"That's interesting..." Qin Hu walked up to Zhang Han and said, "Okay! I'll give you a chance, you try it..."
"Thank you..." Zhang Han held Qin Hu's right arm, which was hanging down and unable to move, with both hands, and said, "Brother, how did you dislocate it? Can tell me more specifically so that I can have some idea?"
"I drank a little too much at noon, so I went to the bathroom. When I came out, there was a clove of garlic under my feet..."
“Crack!”
Before Qin Hu could finish his words, a crisp sound came from his body.
"What are you doing?" Qin Hu glared at Zhang Han.
"Brother, why don't you try and see if your arm works?" Zhang Han said with a smile.
Qin Hu tried to raise his right arm and immediately shouted excitedly, "Fuck!"
He moved his arms back and forth again, as usual, and then praised, "Good job! Boy, you have some skills!"
Those watching on the side were also amazed, "So amazing!" "I've only seen on TV that dislocated joints can be healed in one go, but I didn't expect it to happen in real life." "Yes, there are, but not many people know how to do it..." "In the hospital, dislocated joints are treated little by little, and it really takes a month to recover. I've seen those football players who have dislocated their arms and can't play for at least half a month." "I didn't expect that such a small Tianqiao Hospital would have such a talented person!"...
"Master is so amazing..." Xu Ruyi was especially excited, more than anyone else. Firstly, Zhang Han was very capable, and secondly, the punishment and self-review were no longer valid.
On the contrary, Niu Hongliang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
"Nimabo! I asked you to punish him, but you refused. You had to let me be humiliated before you took action! Just wait for me, I will never let you off easily!"
Dean Duan also looked at Zhang Han coldly, cursing in his heart, "You little bastard, if you had pressed him earlier, there wouldn't have been so many problems later! I think you are just looking for trouble!"
Zhang Han saw the unfriendly expressions of the two men and thought to himself, "If I just give in, will I still have to bear the punishment and write a self-criticism? I can only blame Niu Hongliang, that bastard, for tripping me up first!"
Of course, Dean Duan couldn't argue with Zhang Han at this time. He walked up to Qin Hu and said politely, "Brother, I see your arm is healed. Why don't you come to my office for a cup of tea?"
"No need, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" Qin Hu said, patted Zhang Han on the shoulder, and left with his men.
The dean personally saw him off and did not forget to give Expert Zhao a wink before leaving.
Zhao Chenghui immediately understood, looked at the patients in the recovery room, and said, "You are here to see a doctor, right? Please go to the outpatient department."
Unexpectedly, a middle-aged man took the lead and said, "I won't go to the outpatient clinic. I'll just let this young doctor take a look at me."
The man walked up to Zhang Han in a few steps and said, "My waist has been hurting these days, and I don't know what's going on. Can you help me take a look?"
Seeing this, the rest of the people also said, "Please help me take a look." "My shoulder hurts these past two days!" "My neck hurts! Doctor, please help me take a look."...
Zhao Chenghui and Niu Hongliang were stunned for a moment. What was going on? You guys went to Zhang Han for treatment, so what should we, the serious doctors, do?
Zhao Chenghui quickly stepped forward to stop him. "Zhang Han is not a doctor, he is just a rehabilitation therapist. The doctor will diagnose you first. If you have any questions, come back to him for treatment. Without a doctor's diagnosis and prescription, he has no right to diagnose the disease on his own. And if there is any problem, the hospital will not be responsible!"
After hearing this, everyone had no choice but to stop pestering Zhang Han, and since they had all registered, they could only nod and go to the outpatient clinic first.
Zhang Han didn't say much, because what Zhao Chenghui said was right. If a rehabilitation therapist treated patients without permission, it would cause a lot of trouble.
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Niu Hongliang did not return to the outpatient clinic, but went to the dean's office. This was also Zhao Chenghui's idea. He saw that Niu Hongliang was not in a good condition and could not treat the patient, so he decided to do it himself.
As soon as he entered the office, Niu Hongliang said angrily, "Uncle, this wasn't Zhang Han's fault. He did it on purpose! Damn it, he almost killed me!"
"Don't bother with him for now. He's just a rehabilitation therapist." Dean Duan comforted.
"I'm not nitpicking with him. I don't know how he suddenly learned how to correct people's bones. It seems like he didn't have this skill before." Niu Hongliang was indignant.
