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Chapter 70 Mr. Zhao's Illness

In front of the ICU room.

A small lounge at the door of the ICU room was crowded with people. These people were all the people in power in Jiangcheng. Mayor Gao Ziyi, Vice Mayor Wang Junshan, Municipal Party Committee Director He Saixue and others... and the Second Hospital of the People's Hospital.

Several of the leaders are also there.

Sitting on the rest chair outside the ICU room was a man in his fifties. This man's brows were furrowed, his face was solemn, and he looked tired.

From time to time, medical staff brought him water, or carefully invited him to rest in a nearby medical staff office. Bai Lu, the director of the hospital, even came out to greet him once.

The man neither drank water nor accepted the medical staff's invitation.

Just sit there.

In Jiangcheng Second People's Hospital, there are not many people who can receive such courtesy, definitely not more than five people. Therefore, it can be imagined that this person's status in Jiangcheng City is not weak.

Yes, he is Zhao Shubin, deputy secretary of the Jiangcheng Municipal Party Committee.

People in Jiangcheng didn't know whether Zhao Shubin was an upright official, but everyone knew that Zhao Shubin was a filial son.

Now, Zhao Shubin's father is lying in the ICU room for four days, and Zhao Shubin has also been sitting here for four days.

For four days, he almost didn't eat or sleep. He didn't pay attention to anyone. A group of municipal leaders who had just arrived tried to persuade him, but they were kicked into the lounge by him. Except for Bai Lu, everyone in the hospital

The leaders were even more afraid to come forward to persuade.

Fortunately, his body is still very strong, otherwise he would not be able to hold on long ago.

Even so, his body was still exhausted.

However, as long as his father's life is not out of danger, he will not leave this place for a day.

For these four days, he gave up work and all social activities, and also declined people who wanted to visit his father.

Those who wanted to take this opportunity to build a relationship with him, those who rushed into the hospital with noble tonics, flowers and fruits, were all scolded away by him unceremoniously.

The hospital needs quietness, and he also needs quietness at this time, so he doesn't want to see anyone at this time.

Just at noon today, the hospital issued another critical illness notice, this is already the third one.

Every critical illness notification was like a cannonball that hit Zhao Shubin's heart, making him feel heartbroken and desperate.

Mr. Zhao is sickly and old. This time he was admitted to the intensive care unit due to severe emphysema.

Zhao Shubin also knew that it would be difficult for his father to survive this test, but as a filial son, he could not accept this fact.

Zhao Shubin had a bad temper to begin with, and now that something like this happened to him, he felt so unbearable that he wanted to lose his temper whenever he saw someone. So much so that even his family members did not dare to stay with him.

Suddenly, the door of the ICU room was pushed open, and two medical staff wearing masks pushed a man covered in white sheets in a cart and walked out.

Seeing this, Zhao Shubin stood up as if he had been electrocuted, then rushed to the cart, held the cart and asked: "Doctor, how is my dad?"

One of the medical staff took off his mask and said cautiously in a regretful tone: "Secretary Zhao, I'm so sorry. We tried our best, but we still couldn't save the old man's life."

"Ah!" Zhao Shubin trembled physically and mentally, and then like crazy, he opened the white cloth covering the patient's body with his hands, revealing a withered face.

The old man lying on the cart had a lifeless look on his face, showing no signs of life.

At this time, all the municipal leaders and leaders of the Second House in the lounge came out with a roar.

"Impossible, this is impossible, Dad, you can't just leave me like this!" Zhao Shubin lost control of his emotions and leaned directly on the man, crying.

At this time, Zhang Cheng and Wang Yang happened to rush to the door of the ICU room. When they saw what was happening, they both moved closer. Zhang Cheng looked carefully at the old man's face and saw that although the old man looked lifeless and showed no signs of breathing, he was not fully alive.

If rescued at this time, his life could be saved.

However, the prerequisite is that the patient's family must agree and the hospital must cooperate by providing him with medical equipment and drugs.

At this time, a large group of medical staff rushed over. Judging from their work clothes, they were all high-ranking people in the hospital. These people, led by a tall woman with a cold temperament, rushed to the door of the intensive care unit.

They gathered around the cart, pushing Zhang Cheng and Wang Yang aside.

The woman in the suit said to Zhao Shubin in a tone full of gratitude: "Secretary Zhao, come here, let me take a look again..."

My father's illness is not terminal, it's just a bit serious. Even the top tertiary hospitals can't cure it. So what do these masters of medicine and doctors do?

Although Zhao Shubin did not speak directly at this time, he was filled with resentment in his heart. At this time, he saw that Dean Bai Lu came to the scene with the leaders and experts of the hospital, and his resentment was slightly relieved. He also saw that Dean Bai Lu wanted to test his father's pulse, so he immediately went to the scene.

He grabbed her hand and said, "Dean Bai, you are so troublesome."

Director Bai Lu is only twenty-five years old this year. She is able to sit on the top position of this tertiary-level hospital not only because of her background, but also because of her money. Although she is beautiful and unmarried, one thing is for sure.

, she didn’t get to the top by relying on her beauty.

It depends on superb medical skills and medical accomplishments.

At the age of 20, she obtained a postdoctoral degree from Harlan Medical College in the United Kingdom. After returning to China, she worked as the director of the department at Jiangcheng First People's Hospital. In the past four years, several successful surgeries pushed her to the throne of fame and power.

Therefore, like many family members of patients, Zhao Shubin believed in Bai Lu's medical skills, and he even gave his father a glimmer of hope.

However, Bai Lu's auscultation extinguished his hope. She said with great guilt: "I'm sorry, Secretary Zhao, Grandpa Zhao has passed away."

After hearing this, Zhao Shubin fell into despair. He closed his eyes and shook his head. The words in his mouth were completely inconsistent with his identity: "No way, my father will not die."

Seeing this scene, all the leaders of the hospital had a look of panic on their faces. The father of the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee died in their own hospital. Everyone felt disgraceful. This hospital will also be affected in the future. That is another story.

There is no use worrying now. The problem at hand is that Secretary Zhao is out of control. He is unable to persuade him, but he dares not to stop him. So, what should we do?

Faced with this scene, Bai Lu, who had always acted competently, had no idea.

At this time, the corridor in front of the intensive care unit was filled with people, including medical staff and patients. Hospital security personnel also came after hearing the news and began to maintain chaotic order.

At this moment, a voice from the outside suddenly sounded: "Mr. Zhao still has a glimmer of hope. If he is rescued in time, he can still save his life."

Listening to thunder in a silent place is used to describe this sound. Although the scene was noisy and the sound was very small, everyone heard it and heard it very clearly!

At this time, everyone present was shocked and moved, and there was total silence.

Some patients who were "sentenced to death" in the hospital, medical post-doctoral fellows who had returned from overseas, and the hospital director personally checked his pulse and finally issued a death notice, some said that he could still be saved.

Can a dead person be cured of life?!

This is not only a sensational thing, it is also a serious issue, and it will also cause a major medical dispute!

"Well..." Zhao Shubin's face was shocked, he stopped crying, and said with a complicated expression: "Is there any hope?"

At the same time, after a few seconds of silence, the crowd at the scene broke out into louder discussions. Most of the people talking were onlookers. These people included patients who came to see the doctor and family members of the patients.

On the contrary, the hospital leaders and all medical staff present looked at each other in silence.

They all fell into panic.

Only the dean, Bai Lu, remained calm. She smiled coldly and shouted loudly: "Who is talking nonsense? Rumors are confusing the public. If you have the guts, stand up!"

"That's what I said." Zhang Cheng stood up and, fearing that no one would see him, jumped onto the seat and waved, "I'm here."

Although Zhang Cheng is only of average height, when he stands on the chair, he stands out like a chicken in a flock.

In the crowd, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Cheng, showing deep shock and surprise. This person was none other than He Saixue, the organizer of the municipal party committee. He Saixue only knew that Zhang Cheng had good martial arts.

I didn't know how advanced Zhang Cheng's medical skills were, but now I saw him suddenly stand up and say that he could heal a "dead man". I was shocked, but also faintly worried for him, because this matter is not child's play. If Zhang Chengyi doesn't survive,

Mr. Zhao, the consequences would be disastrous.

She desperately wanted to dissuade Zhang Cheng, but it was already too late, because in front of so many people, Zhang Cheng's words had already been spoken and there was no way he could take them back!

She just stared at Zhang Cheng with a look of worry and expectation.

At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Cheng.

The discussion suddenly rose and the scene was in an uproar.

Except for Wang Yang who was next to Zhang Cheng and questioned Zhang Cheng's general belief, everyone else couldn't believe Zhang Cheng's words because Zhang Cheng was just an intern doctor and a new face. How could he be able to identify the patient at such a young age?

If he is not dead, how can you be sure that the patient can be saved?

This is obviously nonsense and lies to deceive the public!

Seeing that it was a young man in his early twenties, all the hospital leaders quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Dean Bai Lu looked even more relaxed. She crossed her arms and stared at Zhang Cheng with a sneer on her face. Her eyes seemed to be watching.

Just like a naughty and troublesome child.

Not to mention them, even Zhao Shubin didn't believe Zhang Cheng's words. However, when people are in desperate situations, they always hope for a miracle to appear. What's more, a person on the verge of emotional collapse will often do something that goes against common sense. At this time

I heard Zhao Shubin ask Zhang Cheng: "Can you cure it?"

Zhang Cheng nodded and said seriously: "If the rescue time is in time, and if the hospital is willing to cooperate with me, I can wake up your father..."

"Ah...then..." After hearing this, Zhao Shubin exclaimed in surprise and immediately said: "Then don't hurry up..."

Bai Lu interrupted Zhao Shubin and said seriously: "Secretary Zhao, do you believe what he said?"

Zhao Shubin became hesitant and said what he thought was true. Apart from feeling that Zhang Cheng was a little bolder, he didn't think there was anything special about him. At such a young age, he claimed that he could cure a dead patient. That was nonsense. However,

What if that guy was really capable, what if he could really heal my father, and if he refused to let him heal me, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

At this moment, Zhang Cheng's words rang out again: "Mr. Zhao's signs of life are very weak now. We can't waste a moment. If we delay for another five minutes, then even if you ask me to treat you, I may not be willing to take action..."

"ah!"

Zhao Shubin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately made a decision in his heart. Yes, let this young man try to treat the dead as a living doctor. So he ordered in a leader's tone: "Dean Bai, why are you still stunned? Immediately

Cooperate with his treatment."

The matter was of great importance. Although Bai Lu was reluctant, she did not dare to disobey and immediately gave the order: "Everyone, listen and take action immediately to cooperate with his treatment."

Zhang Cheng jumped off the seat, pulled away the two hospital leaders in front of the cart, walked to the cart, glanced at Mr. Zhao's face, and saw that he could still be saved, so he ordered: "Get ready for me within three minutes."

What a pair of silver needles."

Bai Lu said: "Listen to him and get ready quickly."

As soon as the director spoke, no one dared not listen, so all the hospital leaders and medical staff split up to get the silver needles.

Finally, a hospital staff got a pair of silver needles from the neurology department and took two minutes to deliver them to Zhang Cheng.


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