"Wearing an oxygen mask is useless; it seems her breathing is suppressed!"
The middle-aged male doctor leading the rescue team made a preliminary diagnosis after examining her.
Wei Xianxian stood nearby, his face already pale, looking like an idiot, unable to do anything.
He was just a drifter struggling abroad until Doctor Xu took him in and taught him the bone-setting technique. Later, after making some money, he colluded with the local judge to find a way to upgrade his academic credentials.
Who knows how he obtained a professor’s title.
In these times, there are two kinds of professors: genuine professors and those who are no more than charlatans masquerading as experts.
Wei Xianxian is almost an outsider when it comes to such advanced clinical rescue knowledge. Charlatan, charlatan, charlatan.
Aside from standing there blankly, he had no other solution.
"They said not to show off if you don’t have the capability! Now there’s trouble, and it’s no small error."
Truly quack doctors victimizing people!
They warned of trouble, but no one listened.
If Wei Xianxian had given up the final championship contention, he might have secured second place, or even remained in first.
Now, after treating someone to this state, it counts as a medical accident.
He’s likely to be cast aside.
The rescue team was performing a series of resuscitation efforts on the patient, but progress was minimal.
The patient’s condition was deteriorating.
They were preparing to transfer the patient to Qiaobang Hospital’s emergency room for further rescue.
Everyone knew they were merely doing their best and leaving the rest to fate.
The probability of the patient’s death was very high.
"Wait! The patient is showing respiratory suppression likely caused by excessive force in Professor Wei’s massage, damaging the spinal nerve’s respiratory function. Even intubation may not work."
Li Jingsheng stepped forward.
If he hadn’t promised Doctor Xu to bring honor to the Second Hospital’s bone-setting technique and make a name for himself, he wouldn’t have involved himself in this troublesome situation.
Taking over this patient at this time carried extreme risks.
"Do you have a solution?"
The leading doctor of the rescue team knew that although Li Jingsheng looked young, he was very capable.
In the first round of the hematological disease diagnosis competition, Li Jingsheng had taken first place.
Now he was advancing to the final decisive stage.
"If I had stepped in before Professor Wei’s treatment, I would have had a high chance of curing this patient. Now that he has worsened the patient’s condition, I can only do my best to resuscitate, and I can’t say how confident I am. Given the patient’s current state, no doctor would dare claim certainty in saving them."
Li Jingsheng truly wasn’t trying to smear Wei Xianxian.
It was simply the truth.
Hospitals dread experienced doctors who overestimate their skills and rush to show off before superiors.
In the end, it’s the patients who suffer.
Despite this, young doctors can’t stop it.
Hospital regulations grant all command authority to higher-ranking doctors.
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