Jiang Hongwen looked at Chen Wenbin with some displeasure, "Dr. Chen, are you telling me what to do?"
Chen Wenbin was stunned, looking somewhat surprised.
However, seeing Jiang Hongwen unmoved, Chen Wenbin couldn't be bothered to interfere. After all, the patient's death had nothing to do with him, especially since he hadn't participated in the surgery at all.
In the operating room.
The others had also recovered from their shock and were looking at Chen Mo with surprise.
"Director Chen, will this, will this work?" a doctor couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know," Chen Mo shook his head.
"Ah?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They all thought Chen Mo had found some secret remedy to treat this empyema, but they never expected Chen Mo to answer with those three words! Wasn't this a joke?
In fact, Chen Mo truly didn't know.
This method was only recorded in the ancient texts in his mind. He had never encountered such a situation before, and this was the first time he was using this method.
He really wasn't sure about the effect.
However, based on his understanding, all the medical knowledge passed down to him by his ancestors were treasures, each of which was enough to subvert the entire medical community.
This was why he appeared so calm and composed.
"Dr. Chen, the color of the fluid in the patient's thoracic cavity has changed!" At this moment, a doctor suddenly spoke.
Hearing this, everyone quickly turned their gaze to the patient's thoracic cavity.
They saw that the pale yellow medicinal soup in the patient's thoracic cavity had turned dark brown.
"Bring the suction tube," Chen Mo instructed.
A doctor quickly handed the suction tube to Chen Mo. He turned on the machine and inserted the suction tube into the patient's thoracic cavity.
Instantly, the thick, dark brown medicinal soup was all sucked out of the thoracic cavity by the suction tube.
"My goodness, the empyema is gone!" a nurse beside him exclaimed in shock.
In an instant, everyone's gaze shifted back to the thoracic cavity.
Indeed, after the dark brown medicinal soup was sucked out by the machine, the patient's thoracic cavity had returned to its normal state, and the previous membrane had disappeared.
"This is too miraculous! This medicinal soup is simply a miracle drug!" a doctor exclaimed exaggeratedly.
No one around refuted the doctor.
Being able to kill all the tubercle bacilli so quickly was truly a miracle drug!
"Remove the patient's artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine," Chen Mo instructed.
The others snapped back to reality and quickly followed Chen Mo's instructions, shutting down the patient's artificial cardiopulmonary bypass machine.
To everyone's excitement, all of the patient's vital signs had returned to normal levels.
However, Chen Wenbin, standing in the observation room, was completely dumbfounded.
He had originally intended to come and witness Chen Mo's downfall.
But he never expected to be so thoroughly humiliated by Chen Mo again.
"Dr. Chen, what did I say earlier? You need to recognize the gap between yourself and Director Chen, and don't be overconfident. Your academic qualifications are good, but compared to Director Chen's medical skills, you are far behind." At this moment, Jiang Hongwen's voice sounded again.
Chen Wenbin's face turned red. He had never felt so humiliated before, nor had he expected to be defeated by someone who hadn't even graduated from college!
This was a great disgrace to him.
"Dr. Chen, take care of yourself." After speaking, Jiang Hongwen ignored Chen Wenbin and left the observation room.
At this time, Chen Mo had already finished suturing the patient's surgical incision.
*Swish!*
Instantly, the entire operating room was filled with enthusiastic applause.
Because everyone knew that if it weren't for Chen Mo, the young patient lying on the operating table might have already died!
Seeing Chen Mo being showered with praise in the operating room, Chen Wenbin felt a surge of resentment.
He couldn't understand why Chen Mo was the one appointed as director and why Chen Mo was the one being respected.
Even the vice president had said that there was a gap between them!
"What gap! I'm a doctoral graduate from a world-class top medical university. Compared to me, you'll always be a frog in a well!" Chen Wenbin angrily pointed at Chen Mo through the glass.
With that, Chen Wenbin pushed open the door of the observation room and left.
However, as he passed by the area where the medicinal soup was being distributed.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Chen Wenbin suddenly coughed a few times.
This startled Chen Wenbin.
Especially when he thought about the condition of the female patient's lungs earlier, and how the young man had spat phlegm at him, Chen Wenbin's heart was filled with panic.
Chen Wenbin stopped and looked at the nurses distributing the medicinal soup.
"Cough, cough."
After coughing a few times, Chen Wenbin still walked over.
"Um, could you please ladle a bowl of the medicinal soup for me? Thinking about it, I should respond to the vice president's call." Chen Wenbin forced himself to remain calm and said to the nurse in front of him.
"Dr. Chen, didn't you say you'd rather die than drink it earlier?"
"That's right, Dr. Chen, you also said this stuff was poison, comparable to Western witchcraft."
"Exactly. If you drink it and something goes wrong, you'll blame us, so it's best to forget it."
The nurses, remembering Chen Wenbin's arrogant demeanor earlier, looked at him with disdain.
Just before, they had kindly asked Chen Wenbin to drink the medicinal soup, but Chen Wenbin had insulted and cursed them, saying that those who drank the soup were mentally ill, that this disease could only be suppressed by antibiotics, and that drinking this was witchcraft, merely seeking psychological comfort, and completely useless.
The nurses had been quite angered by Chen Wenbin.
So now, seeing Chen Wenbin shamelessly asking for the medicinal soup again, they all looked at him with disdain and disgust.
Chen Wenbin felt a wave of embarrassment, his face flushing red.
He wanted to leave immediately, but thinking of the patient's condition earlier, he felt a lingering fear.
He said with a stern face, "What do you mean? I said earlier that I was responding to the vice president's call. Do you think I really want to drink this stuff? Hurry up and give me a bowl!"
The nurses pouted, showing no intention of complying with Chen Wenbin.
This made Chen Wenbin's expression even more unpleasant, "What do you mean? Believe it or not, I'll go to the nurses' station right now and report you to your head nurse!"
One of the nurses showed no fear, "If you want to report us, go ahead. Don't let the door hit you on the way out."
"You!" Chen Wenbin was completely speechless.
However, he also regretted not drinking a bowl earlier, and now he had to swallow his pride and ask them for it.
"What's going on?" However, at this moment.
A voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Director Chen!" Seeing the person, the nurses' faces lit up with joy.
The person who arrived was none other than Chen Mo, who had just come out of the operating room.
"Director Chen, it's like this. This Dr. Chen refused to drink this medicinal soup earlier and said many nasty things. Who knew he'd come back now asking to drink it."
"Yes, he's simply shameless."
The nurses spoke very directly, causing Chen Wenbin's face to turn from green to white.