Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Is Traditional Chinese dicine Outdated?
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The doctors had no choice but to call the dean over.
In the entire imperial city, who didn’t know that Director Xiang Minhai of The First Hospital loathed traditional Chinese dicine.
Therefore, indeed, there was no one here who practiced Chinese dicine.
As Lu Hualiang stepped out to make a phone call, Director Xiang Minhai arrived, his expression grim.
“Who’s asking for Chinese dicine?”
“.” Xia Weibao gestured weakly, pale and in pain.
Xiang Minhai’s face showed disdain.
Deep down, he looked down on Xia Weibao.
It would be fair to say that no one in Huaxia Country respected Xia Weibao now.
“Madam, if you want to find a Chinese dicine practitioner, go sowhere else. Coming to our Western hospital to ask for this, isn’t that a bit unreasonable?”
If it weren’t for the sake of Lu Hualiang, he would have outright accused Xia Weibao of causing trouble!
He couldn’t understand how a man of Lu Hualiang’s status could marry a woman with such a tarnished reputation.
Xia Weibao, utterly without the strength to argue, just said, “Find a Chinese doctor.”
“Madam, your back has suffered severe burns and requires a skin graft. Do you really expect a Chinese dicine practitioner to perform a skin transplant?”
“Director, as a Chinese person, how can you only advocate Western dicine? Have you forgotten what our ancestors left for us?”
Xiang Minhai’s nostrils flared, evidently infuriated by Xia Weibao, “Chinese dicine is outdated, and those deceivers still have followers. They’ll end up killing you sooner or later!”
Xiang Minhai was an authority in the Huaxia dical community; many people tried to curry favor with him and never had he been insulted like this, which made his temper flare up.
But rembering Xia Weibao’s status and the saying, ‘respect the monk you et for the sake of the Buddha,’ he still tried to persuade earnestly.
“Madam, the most Chinese dicine can do for you is apply so ointnt; your back skin is necrotic. Applying dicine is useless.
A skin transplant must be done, the surgery is all ready, and we can proceed at any ti…”
“Find a Chinese doctor.”
Xia Weibao really didn’t want to argue any further; you can never change other people’s opinions.
The color drained from Xiang Minhai’s face, “Fine! Since Madam is so obstinate, I won’t say more.
But let be frank, you chose Chinese dicine yourself. If any mishap occurs, our hospital is not to be blad!”
Having said that, Xiang Minhai stord out with a flick of his sleeve.
Glancing at the nurse setting up the blood transfusion, Xiang Minhai sneered.
“Since Madam has such faith in Chinese dicine, then there’s no need for a blood transfusion, right? After all, Chinese dicine doesn’t involve blood transfusions.”
Xia Weibao, “…”
This dean certainly had a foul temper.
As Xiang Minhai reached the doorway, he saw Lu Hualiang walking in.
Feeling indignant, he glared at Xia Weibao with irritation, then turned to Lu Hualiang.
With a hint of sarcasm, “Director Lu, your esteed wife insists on using Chinese dicine, refusing the skin graft surgery, saying that our First Hospital is garbage.
Our hospital is a small temple, unable to accommodate such a grand deity as your esteed lady; let’s cancel the surgery then.
I’ll go find a Chinese doctor.”
After speaking, he left in a huff.
Xia Weibao, “…”
When had she ever said Western dicine was garbage?
Not only was the old man irritable, but he also liked to make unfounded accusations.
Lu Hualiang’s expression darkened, “Don’t be ridiculous!”
He had just stepped out to call an international authority and had found out that Xia Weibao’s injury was too severe; she must have skin graft surgery, and imdiately!
The longer the delay, the more dangerous it beca!
Lu Hualiang turned to Yang Su, “Notify the director imdiately; proceed with the surgery now.”
Xia Weibao was also sowhat angry, “Director Lu, we only married by agreent; please don’t interfere with my decision, alright.”
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