Seeing Li Qingshan was coming, the two doctors were relieved. They seemed to see a savior when they saw Xiao Yi behind him. They rushed out of the encirclement of their families and cried, "Mr. Li, Mr. Xiao, you are here."

"What's wrong? What happened, Mr. Hu?" Li Qingshan asked one of the doctors.

"Mr. Li, here's the thing. The patient, Mr. Zhang, is 80 years old this year. He was hospitalized because of a nosebleed. After the patient was admitted to the hospital, we took measures such as hemostasis, transfusion, and blood transfusion. Although the bleeding was still there, it was somewhat relieved. I don't know. By this afternoon, the patient's condition had suddenly worsened. He's bleeding profusely and is still in danger." One of the two doctors addressed by Li Qingshan as Mr. Hu, pushed glasses and wiped the sweat from his head.

However, as soon as Mr. Hu finished his words, the patient's family got up and rushed over, saying loudly: "Nonsense, what you said is to avoid the serious problem. Why don't you tell me that your Dr. Meng gave my father Chinese medicine? This is an abuse of traditional Chinese medicine and constitutes medical malpractice. If anything happens to my father, I will sue your hospital."

As soon as they said this, the young Dr. Meng, next to Mr. Hu, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his face. He looked up at Xiao Yi helplessly.

"Dr. Meng, what is going on?" Li Qingshan also felt the seriousness of the problem.

"They, they are right. I did use Chinese medicine on the patient," Dr. Meng said slowly with a pale face.

Hearing this, Li Qingshan's mind was buzzing. He sighed and shook his head.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi was in no hurry. He said in a low voice, "Let's not talk about this first. Saving the patient is the priority."

"How to save him? You have used all your means, and the more you treat him, the worse it will be!" A male family member growled.

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, the woman next to him pulled him and whispered, "Don't say it. Don't you see it? This is Mr. Xiao. He is known as a 'Miracle Doctor' on the Internet. Everyone says that he can cure the disease easily. Let him have a look first."

"What miracle doctor? Doctors all over the world are the same. Let me tell you, I have already made a recording of the conversation just now. Don't shirk the responsibility." The male family member raised the phone in his hand and said loudly.

Xiao Yi glanced at his phone and didn't say anything. Instead, he strode into the ward.

The patient on the bed was indeed quite elderly. The sheet was stained with blood, and his nose had a hemostatic plug. At this moment, he was dying. His skin was wet and cold, his limbs were warm, and his lips were blue and purple. He looked very seriously injured.

Xiao Yi walked to the bed and reached out his hand to check the patient's pulse.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he checked his pulse carefully, but his brows wrinkled increasingly.

Xiao Yi loosened his hand and gently covered the patient's wrist. Then he turned to Dr. Meng, who was about to cry behind him, and asked, "Dr. Meng, what kind of Chinese medicine did you use for the patient? Is the prescription still available? Can you give it to me?"

"Well, yes, yes, yes!" Dr. Meng took out a prescription list from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi glanced at it, but he frowned more tightly. He looked at Dr. Meng and asked, "There is no problem with your prescription! It shouldn't worsen the patient's condition."

Dr. Meng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, as if he had found a life-saving straw in a crisis.

However, the patient's family became emotional. The hot-tempered male family member shouted, "No problem? You are all in the same hospital. Of course, you have to help him get rid of the responsibility. But I tell you, there's no way you'll fool our family like that."

Xiao Yi calmly listened to the scoldings of the family members, but he was not in a hurry. He said slowly, "As a family member, you have such a question. I can understand you very well. As for whether what I said was favoring the doctors of our hospital, I can easily judge. But all that, after I save the patient."

Xiao Yi told Dr. Meng, "Dr. Meng, go get the medicine, and boil it immediately. Bring it to me as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Dr. Meng hurriedly responded. He hurriedly took out a pen and paper and waited for Xiao Yi to give a prescription.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "There is no new prescription. You can use the one you wrote before. I have said that there is no problem with your prescription."

"What?" Doctor Meng was slightly shocked, with his mouth wide open. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

The male family member wanted to stop them as soon as possible, but the female family member stopped him. The female family member whispered in a low voice, "Are you stupid? The old man is already like this. Do you have any other good ideas? Let them cure him. They will use the same medicine as the last time under our noses this time. As long as they can't cure him, it will prove that they have taken the wrong medicine, and they must take responsibility."

They muttered to each other in a low voice, weighing the pros and cons.

Xiao Yi didn't care about them. Instead, he told Dr. Meng, "Oh, by the way, the increase the amount from 15g to 60g."

Li Qingshan couldn't help stretching out his head to look at the prescription in Dr. Meng's hand. When he saw the name of the first medicine, his face changed.

The first medicine in the prescription was rhubarb!

Xiao Yi dared to use 60 grams of rhubarb to treat an 80-year-old man, weak of breath and cold all over. Li Qingshan was also an expert in traditional Chinese medicine and was shocked.

He wanted to remind Xiao Yi, but he had a kind of blind trust in Xiao Yi for a long time, so Li Qingshan did not say anything.

His family members were also waiting with a complicated attitude.

Not long after, Dr. Meng trotted all the way back with a bowl of Chinese medicine that smelled good.

Bit by bit, he carefully took the medicine for the patient.

Everyone was nervously watching the patient's reaction.

Among them, the most nervous was Li Qingshan. Others did not know the key to this prescription, but Li Qingshan knew there were 60 grams of rhubarb. Once something went wrong, it would be an irredeemable situation.

However, it was a good thing that the patient did not have any adverse reactions.

Li Qingshan heaved a sigh of relief and beckoned everyone to go to the office next door. He decided to take rest and waited for the treatment to take effect.

Half an hour later, a nurse rushed to report with joy on her face, "Mr. Li, Mr. Xiao, the patient's symptoms have been relieved. The nosebleed symptoms have been reduced."

An hour later, the nurse reported again, "The patient's nosebleed completely stopped, and he began to pee. It was all lactose. After the pee, he immediately woke up. The patient's family is going to feed him dinner. Mr. Xiao, you are amazing!"

The young nurse was surprised. She held her hands in front of her chest and could not help but cry out in admiration.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and said to Li Qingshan with a smile, "Mr. Li, let's go and have a look."

After that, Xiao Yi and Li Qingshan came to the ward.

Sure enough, the patient had sobered up, and the family members of the patient were very happy. The female family member held a small bowl of fragrant soup to feed the old man.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi immediately shouted, "Wait! What are you going to feed him?"

"Mr. Xiao, you are really a miracle-working doctor. You really saved my father. Thank you!" The female family member said excitedly.

The male family member beside her was also happy to see their father wake up. However, when he faced Xiao Yi again, he looked slightly embarrassed when thinking of his attitude toward Xiao Yi just now.

The woman quickly changed the subject and said, "This is the ginseng chicken soup I cooked for the old man in the morning. He drank a big bowl of it at noon. He bled so much, so he needs nutrition."

Xiao Yi shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this.

"What's wrong? Mr. Xiao?" The woman said doubtfully, "This ginseng is a good thing. It's expensive. But it's worth it for the old man. Our old man is most willing to drink this."

"Yeah, ginseng is a good thing, but it's poison if you use it wrongly." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" the woman asked in surprise.

"The old man's illness was caused by drinking ginseng chicken soup." Xiao Yi said with a smile, "The ginseng is very hot, and the heat affects the blood flow. The blood goes wrong, and the bleeding goes on, that is, nosebleed. There is no mistake in Dr. Meng's diagnosis. In Chinese medicine, there is a rhubarb that relieves the patient's heat. It's just that he is too timid, and his fever is quite low. Although the effect is not obvious, the way is right. Unfortunately, you stirred up all by a bowl of ginseng chicken soup at noon. The old man's sudden symptoms are not Dr. Meng's fault, but the fault of the bowl of ginseng chicken soup."

"Ah? So that's how it is?" When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"It's not your fault! You're also filial. Since ancient times, there has been a saying in traditional Chinese medicine, 'Ginseng does not fault if there has wrong, rhubarb has no credit for saving people.'" Xiao Yi said with a smile.

The woman put down the ginseng chicken soup and took her husband's hand. She bowed deeply to Xiao Yi and walked to the young Dr. Meng. She bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, Dr. Meng. We misunderstood you. If Mr. Xiao didn't come just in time, wouldn't your future be ruined?"

Dr. Meng waved his hand repeatedly, but his forehead was wet with cold sweat. He didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

A crisis was solved, but Xiao Yi still made Dr. Meng continue to treat the old man.

On the other hand, he returned to the office with Li Qingshan and Mr. Hu.

"Dr. Meng is also a doctor. With the tense doctor-patient relationship these days, he still dares to use Chinese medicine. We use the traditional treatment of Western medicine. Even if we can't save him, the family will have nothing to say. He is inexperienced. I have to talk to him later." Mr. Hu pushed his glasses and said with a lingering fear.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi smiled bitterly and said, "'Ginseng does not fault if there has wrong, rhubarb has no credit for saving people.' It's so similar to the present situation of Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine! Mr. Hu, we should encourage young people like Dr. Meng. Otherwise, are there any young people who can think about it? 'We dare not hope for great accomplishment, but hope only to be free from mistakes.' If doctors are like this, the contradiction between medicine and patients will not decrease but will only deepen. With patients as the foundation, we will always need it. Only by betraying this will there be a big problem."

Mr. Hu did not expect Xiao Yi to say such a thing. He hurriedly stood up and did not know what to do.

Li Qingshan patted him on the shoulder and let him go out first.

"Xiao Yi, you really know how to solve medical problems. However, you and I both know how difficult it is," Li Qingshan said helplessly.

Xiao Yi looked at Li Qingshan and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Li, of course, I know that. I've been thinking that today's "Jishi" has developed into a good brand. I want to open a chain of Chinese medicine hospitals in different countries in the name of Jishi. I don't want to make much profit, but want to really cure disease."