When An Xia walked to the hospital, she saw the League Secretary Gao Bo standing at the entrance of the hospital outpatient building.

"Chief of the League."

Seeing An Xia, Gao Bo hurriedly met him, "Wu Yazhen has been taken to the emergency room and sent for examination. The doctor in the emergency room just now said that her condition may not be very good. The squad leader also told the emergency room doctor that you judged, and surgery may be needed immediately."

"Ah? Should I notify Wu Yazhen's parents? But now I'm notifying her parents when the surgery is notified, probably her family won't have time to arrive, so who will sign the last one?"

Gao Bo showed a confused look on his face, "The doctor said he could not sign it himself, so he still had to find a class teacher. Wu Yazhen is from another province. If the surgery is done, her parents will not be able to come."

"An Xia."

Chen Shu came, "I went to find the head teacher again, but I was still not here."

Several children suddenly didn't know what to do? An Xia ran to ask the doctor, what if the head teacher was not there? The doctor told her to wait for the examination results.

In less than an hour, the result came out. Wu Yazhen was diagnosed with the mixed gallstone mentioned by An Xia and had liver infection, and needed immediate surgery.

The emergency doctor was surprised to see An Xia look like a girl in her sixteens and seventeens. Because An Xia's diagnosis is very accurate, he thought he was also a student who started an internship in the senior year, and he was a student with both good character and academic performance.

As a result, when asked, An Xia was a freshman who had just entered the school, and she majored in the Department of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine. She also judged Wu Yazhen's condition through pulse diagnosis, which shocked the doctors who studied clinical medicine at university, that is, Western medical care.

With such a powerful Chinese medicine level, he saw it from Professor Sun, Dean Jin and other old Chinese medicine experts. But An Xia is too young. Traditional Chinese medicine is an experience discipline and emphasizes experience accumulation. An Xia is just a freshman and can be compared with these Chinese medicine giants. Moreover, this is definitely not a blind cat to meet a dead mouse, because during communication, he heard An Xia’s estimate of Wu Yazhen’s condition was very accurate.

Mixed gallstones, partial mud and sand-type bile ducts, mud and sand reflux infected the liver area, and stones may be embedded in the liver. An Xia diagnosed the pulse, and he determined all this only after seeing the b-ultrasound.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart about An Xia's power and the magic of traditional Chinese medicine. It turned out that traditional Chinese medicine could diagnose the condition without examination, which completely dissipated his previous disdain for traditional Chinese medicine.

In the past, he thought that traditional Chinese medicine was effective, and he could only judge some basic diseases, chronic diseases, and acute qualitative lesions. He still needed to pass Western medicine examination methods to confirm the diagnosis, but now he felt that his previous cognition was problematic.

"Doctor, the head teacher can't find it, what should I do if the surgery is done? Who can sign it? Can she herself?"

"I can't do it. For such a major matter, you must inform the parents or class teacher to be fully responsible."

"But the problem is that Wu Yazhen's parents are in another place and the head teacher cannot find them. Now they need surgery. What should I do?" An Xia was anxious.

The doctor was also anxious. Wu Yazhen's condition required immediate surgery. She had been transferred to the hepatobiliary surgery department by the emergency department and has now begun preoperative preparations.

"Doctor, Wu Yazhen is from Guizhou Province. Her family is in the mountains. Even if she sends an urgent telegram, she can't receive it now. I am the League Secretary of the class. This is our class monitor. Can we sign the two of us?"

"In this way, I'll call your hospital leader. Now that the head teacher is not here, I can only tell him."

Fortunately, it is a system, a medical school, and a main hospital. Everyone is in contact with each other on weekdays. The emergency department has the most complete number of hospital calls. When they hear it, they can contact the dean. Everyone looks at the emergency department doctor to call.

Five minutes later, the emergency department doctor hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your dean comes over immediately, he can sign it, Wu Yazhen has been referred, you can go to the hepatobiliary surgery department to wait."

Several people went to hepatobiliary surgery again. Wu Yazhen had a drip on her arm. Chen Shu tightly grabbed An Xia's hand, "Fortunately, you can see that the situation is critical. I thought it was just a common cold and fever. I originally wanted to find a cold medicine for Wu Yazhen to take. If the condition is delayed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"An Xia, you are really amazing. In fact, it's a waste of time to go to school at your level." said the class leader Xu Jiazhi.

"I mainly want to learn some basic Western medicine disciplines that can be used in traditional Chinese medicine, so after applying for our major, I dare not say that I don't need to learn Chinese medicine anymore. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and there are many things I don't understand."

Wu Yazhen was saved, and everyone relaxed mentally and communicated with each other. Looking at Wu Yazhen on the hospital bed, a man in his fifties arrived soon.

Through self-introduction, everyone learned that this is the president of our hospital. The president affirmed An Xia's approach and sent her classmates to the hospital in time so that she did not delay her condition and even praised other students.

After a while, Wu Yazhen was pushed into the operating room and everyone was waiting outside. The squad leader looked at his watch and it was almost nine o'clock, and the operation was probably several hours.

"An Xia, you and Chen Shu go back first, we'll be here to guard."

"I'm not relieved." An Xia frowned, always feeling that Wu Yazhen's illness has been delayed for so long, and the problem may be more serious.

"An Xia, you guys go back first. Xiaochi comes later. Let her arrange it, don't worry." The dean said kindly, like a kind-hearted uncle.

"It's just her that I'm not at ease."

An Xia muttered, and the dean heard it. Then the dean stood up and walked a few steps, calling An Xia to the side, saying that he was asking about the situation.

After she went over, the dean asked her why she said that just now, and An Xia did not hide it. She told the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital that Wu Yazhen was rejected by the head teacher today, and then he asked the head teacher to argue with the head teacher that he was also rejected.

The head of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine frowned after hearing this, saying, "No, although Chi Feifei is a relatively young female teacher, she has taught two new students and has experience." How could she make such a mistake?"

When An Xia saw the dean looking at her with confusion, she knew that the dean should not believe it, so she took out the recorder's pocket.

"Dean, this is a recorder. Now I have contact with Teacher Chi and I can record it, for fear of encountering something I can't explain."

"Why is this?"

"A thing happened before, but I have asked the dean of our medical school to balance the matter and have resolved it. This is what I asked Teacher Chi to report to me in the afternoon. Listen to what she said to me."

An Xia tuned her voice and turned on the recorder. Her conversation with Chi Feifei came from it, and the Chinese Medicine Hospital's long face gradually sank.

After listening to these, he probably knew why An Xia was going to record it. Chi Feifei's attitude towards An Xia was very bad, and she didn't look like the attitude a class teacher should have. Especially An Xia has repeatedly emphasized that Wu Yazhen's condition was serious, and she didn't care about it, and even said arrogantly that she was responsible.
Chapter completed!