Seventy Koi: The Unlucky Boss Hugged Me and Cried: Chapter 533
Still dying
Doctor Wan came to Kong Longrui and asked calmly.
"President Kong, isn't this your patient? When did it become my patient?"
"This must be your patient, Director. How can I have such good medical skills to bring seriously injured patients back to life."
"President, don't make fun of me, this is definitely not my patient."
"That day, everyone in the operating room could testify!" Dr. Wan said very seriously.
Kong Longrui really wanted to scold Doctor Wan when he heard this.
When something happened yesterday, he didn't necessarily take responsibility.
If something happens today, let him shirk the responsibility.
It is really a waste of his cultivation for so many years.
However, Kong Longrui is not worried, this fool, didn't he remind him just now.
In the operating room that day, there were other medical staff who could testify.
Kong Longrui turned his eyes and called the nurse next to him.
"Go and call all the medical staff in the operating room that day."
"Today, we will explain the events of that day in front of the broad masses of the people."
Kong Longrui saw more and more people at the door of the operating room, and immediately spoke righteously.
Even if the surgery was done by him, he would have to be done by Dr. Wan.
A poor doctor like Dr. Wan has to fire several times a year!
Soon, all the medical staff in the operating room were invited over.
Kong Longrui had a clear mind and gave them prevention in advance.
"Everyone's here."
"Today, the patient died suddenly and without cause."
"You can see clearly what happened in the operating room that day."
"Did you see that Dr. Wan's medical skills were superb, and he saved the patient from the dead end?"
Kong Longrui said so, the meaning of the reminder is very clear.
The medical staff present were a little unresponsive.
They couldn't help but wonder.
What the **** is going on here?
Didn't the dean advertise that he did the surgery?
How come this is not recognized yet?
However, when they saw the patient lying next to them, they quickly understood.
There must be something wrong with the patient, so their dean kicked the balloon back to Dr. Wan again.
This kind of thing, they understand, they understand.
What Dean Kong often does.
So, the medical staff present responded quickly.
"It's the operation done by Dr. Wan."
"Dr. Wan's medical skills are very good. He often does this kind of surgery."
"I testify that it was indeed the operation performed by Dr. Wan."
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The medical staff immediately swore one by one.
In Dr. Wan's eyes, this scene is almost all irony.
How ironic!
Yesterday and before, everyone said that the dean did it.
To shirk responsibility, the dean said that he did it.
"Hehehe..." Dr. Wan couldn't help chuckling.
Then, facing the gazes of the people around him, he spoke.
"This patient is indeed treated by me."
"Because, Kong Longrui, the director of the First People's Hospital of Kyoto, his hands will tremble, and he can't do long-term or delicate operations at all."
"So, not only this operation, but me."
"There are a lot of them in the past, I made them all."
"It's just that every great success will be linked to the name of our Dean Confucius."
"I am not the only doctor who has been treated like this, there are many more."
Doctor Wan said here, and his emotions were already excited.
"Every time, it's him Kong Longrui who has made a name for himself."
"It is our bottom-level doctors who are not skilled in medicine or have problems!"
"What if I did the operation on this patient?"
"He was fine when I left."
"Why is he bad as soon as I leave?"
He accused Kong Longrui more sharply.
"That's because this Kong Longrui hasn't observed his condition well, and he doesn't know what to pay attention to him!"
"So, today's mistakes are caused by Kong Longrui."
"Doctor Wan, the man came out of your hands, and you are solely responsible for his condition." Kong Longrui reminded.
"When you left yesterday, you failed to deal with the patient's situation, and failed to connect his information in time."
"It was your carelessness that killed the patient."
"Oh, let me cut in."
Kong Hongbo, who was silent for a long time, slowly opened his mouth after receiving Mu Qing's gesture.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted most of the attention of the audience.
Everyone's eyes looked over, only to realize that a lot of silver needles had been inserted into the patient's head.
The electrocardiogram of the patient who should have died is slowly returning to normal.
"The patient is not dead yet, can he be saved?" Kong Hongbo said slowly.
"However, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, and I am not very good at trauma. Who among you will help the patient perform surgery?"
As soon as Kong Hongbo asked this, the medical staff in the operating room instantly retreated by half.
Kong Hongbo looked at Kong Longrui and smiled.
"President Kong, why don't you do it."
"Although there is only a glimmer of life, it is also the key to saving your reputation."
"I...I...I'm not his primary doctor, I'm not very familiar with it."
"And, my head, my head hurts a little."
Kong Longrui raised his hand to cover his head, showing a painful expression.
At this moment, Dr. Wan stood up under the instruction of Mu Qing.
"I'm coming!"
As soon as he said this, Kong Longrui immediately pointed at him and said.
"It's you!"
"Everyone saw it, it was Dr. Wan who treated me and followed my facial features."
Kong Longrui said here and paused.
Because, just thinking about shirk responsibility, he forgot the reputation of the First People's Hospital of Kyoto.
He immediately added another sentence.
"Of course, the doctors are benevolent, and we, the First People's Hospital of Kyoto, will fully cooperate."
The things that develop later will be more natural.
All but the necessary personnel are out of the operating room.
As soon as Kong Longrui came out of the operating room, he immediately found the two reporters secretly.
Whether he can save his face today depends on what the two reporters wrote.