chapter 3 You don't deserve to be a doctor

"Quickly put the child on the hospital bed and perform first aid immediately."
Upon hearing the instructions from the head of the city health bureau, Alexander didn't dare to delay and instructed the middle-aged man to place the young boy on the ICU bed.
Seeing the boy's face turn pale and his breathing rapid, and that he had already fallen into a coma, the situation was very grim, Maximilian didn't say anything more.
The issue of medical expenses would be resolved sooner or later, there was no rush.
While examining the boy, Alexander asked, "How did the child get sick?"
The middle-aged man said, "My son was fine when he came out of school, but after a while, he said he was uncomfortable and quickly developed a fever, which was particularly severe, and then he fell into a coma."
After conducting the examination, Alexander said, "Don't worry, it's just a common cold, but the fever is a bit severe. I'll give him some antipyretic drugs now, and he'll be fine soon."
Having no idea about the man's relationship with Mr. Tranter, he spoke with extreme courtesy.
The middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief, "That's great, thank you doctor."
Alexander took the antipyretic medicine that Quinn had prepared and was about to inject it into the boy.
Maximilian shook his head and said, "It's not a cold at all, using the antipyretic needle will aggravate his condition."
"What do you know? Are you treating the patient or am I? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."
Just having his unscrupulous behavior exposed, Alexander was already holding a bellyful of anger, which he vented immediately.
After saying this, he picked up the syringe and personally injected the boy with the antipyretic medicine.
As time passed, a touch of color gradually appeared on the boy's face, as if his pain had also lessened significantly.
Alexander said with a smug look on his face, "See, I told you it's just a minor cold, there's nothing wrong."
The middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief, nodding repeatedly and saying, "Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Beasley is worthy of being the director, your medical skills are high."
But just then, the boy's innocent face suddenly twisted, his limbs started to convulse, and his mouth kept spitting out white foam, and the machine at the head of the bed emitted a sharp alarm.
His blood pressure dropped, his heartbeat slowed down rapidly, and it looked like he was in danger of losing his life at any moment.
The middle-aged man immediately cried out anxiously, "Doctor, what's going on? What's wrong with my son?"
Alexander was also startled. According to his diagnosis, the boy just had a common cold, how could this situation suddenly occur?
The middle-aged man called out anxiously, "Doctor, you must think of a way, I only have this one son!"
"I..."
Alexander was at a loss for a moment, he had no idea what was going on, how could he think of a way?
Seeing the boy's condition getting more and more critical, the middle-aged man yelled in anger, "You quack, if anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay with your life!"
"Let me do it."
Having received the inheritance of the Ancient Medical Sect, Maximilian couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.
He came to the bed and said, "I told you that you got it wrong, this is not a cold at all, but poisoning."
After saying this, he took out the silver needles from his pocket and one by one inserted them into the major acupoints on the boy's chest.
"What are you doing?" Alexander was about to step forward to stop him, but suddenly had a thought and stopped, shouting, "Interfering with my treatment of the patient, any consequences will be your responsibility!"
Seeing that this boy was about to die, if he really killed someone, not only would he not be able to keep his director's title, he might even have to go to jail.
But now it was different, he could completely shift the responsibility.
Maximilian didn't pay any attention to him, continuing to give the boy acupuncture to drive out the poison.
If you observed carefully, you would find that after these silver needles were inserted into the acupoints, the tails of the needles were slightly trembling, as if there was some force making them vibrate continuously.
The middle-aged man asked, "Is this also a doctor in your emergency room?"
Alexander said, "He's not a doctor, he's just a patient's family member.
Originally, I could have cured this disease, but now he's messed it up, it has nothing to do with me."
The middle-aged man immediately jumped up, "You're a patient's family member, what qualifications do you have to treat my son..."
As he was about to fight, he suddenly noticed that the boy's convulsing limbs had stopped, he had also stopped spitting out white foam, his face gradually became rosy, and even the monitoring equipment at the head of the bed had returned to normal.
"What... what's going on?"
Everyone was stunned, especially Alexander, who had thought that Maximilian had cured Pia by luck, but he didn't expect him to save this boy as well.
No matter how you put it, as long as no one died, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged man asked, "Little miracle doctor, what disease does my son have?"
Maximilian said, "He has been infected with some kind of virus, has he recently come into contact with anything dirty, like rats or other animals carrying a large number of germs?"
The middle-aged man said, "I don't think so. He didn't go out today. He was in school all day."
Seeing that the time was almost up, Maximilian took out another silver needle and pricked the boy's two index fingers, squeezing out two drops of black blood from his fingers and dropping them into the trash can next to him.
Then he took back all the silver needles, the boy opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, looking around blankly.
Seeing his son wake up, the middle-aged man exclaimed in delight, "Miracle doctor, you really are a miracle doctor!"
Maximilian said, "I have already expelled the poisoned blood, just drink some mung bean water when you go back and it will be completely fine. In the future, never let children come into contact with those dirty wild animals."
"Little miracle doctor, thank you for saving my son!" The middle-aged man took out two stacks of hundred-dollar bills and stuffed them into Maximilian's hand, "Little miracle doctor, thank you!"
Maximilian didn't refuse, took the money and handed it to Pia.
This was the rule of the Ancient Medical Sect, the consultation fee was at will, even if the other party gave a mountain of gold it wouldn't be too much, and even if they didn't give a penny it wouldn't be too little.
Pia still hadn't come back to her senses, how did her son become a miracle doctor after being sick once? He made so much money in the blink of an eye.
The middle-aged man carried the boy on his back and spat at Alexander on his way out, "Quack, you're still the director, bullshit!"
Alexander was both suffocated and furious, watching Maximilian and shouted, "Are you a doctor? Who let you practice medicine?"
"Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Maximilian said, "Someone like you who has neither medical ethics nor medical skills is really not fit to be a doctor."
"You mind your own business, you're practicing medicine illegally, believe it or not I'll call the police and have you arrested."
Just as Alexander was speaking, Anbius Tranter, the director of the health bureau, and Sebastian Reilly, the dean of River South Hospital, walked in from outside the door.
Seeing the leaders arrive, he whispered threateningly, "Kid, you'd better shut your mouth, practicing medicine without a license is a serious crime, you'll have to serve at least five or six years in prison, I'm helping you take the blame now."
After saying this, he ran over with a fawning look on his face, "Mr. Tranter, Mr. Reilly, the two leaders are here."
Anbius asked, "Where's the patient I asked for? Has he arrived yet?"
Alexander said, "Are you talking about the boy with the fever? I've already cured him, he just left here."
As he spoke, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the boy's father hadn't directly communicated with Mr. Tranter, which would make things easier.
Anbius asked in surprise, "You cured him?"
He knew Alexander and in his impression, he was just an ordinary chief physician, he hadn't noticed that his medical skills were particularly excellent.
"Yes, Mr. Tranter, I cured him."
As Alexander spoke, he shot a warning look at Maximilian.
Seeing this guy shameless to this extent, Maximilian was about to step forward and expose him, but was stopped by Pia.
She knew that her son really didn't have a medical license, and if he really got into the police station, it would be troublesome.