"You, what do you mean?" Cai Feng became more and more speechless.
"Boy's urine is a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. It's the best introduction to medicine. Wang Xiaohu didn't ask you for money, so he's already very worthy of you. Besides,
You locked Wang Xiaohu in the room, how could he, a child, urinate on the desk or sofa?"
Zhang Yumei hugged Wang Xiaohu and walked out, constantly comforting Wang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, don't be afraid, no one dares to bully you."
"Wow wow wow, I want mommy..."
Wang Xiaohu burst into tears, so pitiful.
Everyone exited Cai Feng's office, and Cai Feng slapped himself hard: "Who did my grandmother offend? Did I do anything wrong?"
At one o'clock in the morning, Wang Gensheng arrived at Xihai City.
At two o'clock, everything in Xihai City was completely silent.
Wang Gensheng checked into a five-star hotel, the same hotel where he and Liu Xiaohui stayed when they first came to Xihai.
Even the presidential suite, the key is that it is too expensive, and more often than not, the presidential suite is vacant.
Wang Gensheng recalled the time when he and Liu Xiaohui stayed together. In the presidential suite, Wang Gensheng blew up countless Durex balloons and hung them all over the room.
At that time, Wang Gensheng had just come down from the mountain and was full of curiosity about all new things.
Several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Gensheng no longer seems to be the ignorant young man he was before.
His eyes are full of wisdom, and his heart is clear.
After lying down, Wang Gensheng took out his mobile phone and dialed a mobile phone number Liu Dajun gave him.
An old and helpless voice came from the mobile phone: "You, are you Mr. Wang Gensheng, Dr. Liu Dajun's uncle?"
"Yes, who are you?" Wang Gensheng asked. Because he was walking in a hurry, he did not ask Liu Dajun so carefully.
"I am Li Daocheng, Li Xiaosha's father. My son has been issued a critical illness notice. I am now in Xihai Hospital. Can you come and take a look?"
Li Daocheng was cautious. Liu Dajun repeatedly told Li Daocheng to be polite when talking to Wang Gensheng and never to quarrel.
"Mr. Li, don't be too sad, I'll be right over." Wang Gensheng returned softly.
On the way to Xihai, he called Liu Xiaohui's phone countless times, but it kept showing that it was in the off state. Wang Gensheng would rather believe that Li Daocheng would provide useful clues.
Wang Gensheng left the hotel and drove quickly to Xihai Hospital.
Xihai City, Xihai Hospital.
Li Xiaosa has been lying in the intensive care unit for almost three days without any improvement.
If his family hadn't been rich and had some connection to the hospital, he would have probably been pushed out.
Death, for Li Xiaosha, is too easy at this moment, all he needs to do is pull out the tube from his nostril.
The gangsters who had accompanied Li Xiaosha before had caused a big disaster and were afraid of Li Daocheng's punishment, so they all chose to run away.
Again, this is reality.
Li Xiaosha was wrong. He always thought that these brothers would work hard for him, but at the critical moment, there were a few people who really worked hard for him.
After Li Daocheng received a call from Wang Gensheng, his belief that had just died was ignited again.
In the intensive care unit, two doctors and a deputy director of the hospital walked out.
They came to check on Li Xiaosha's condition. The hospital is for saving lives and healing the wounded, not a place to make money without conscience.
Now, the vice president wants to discuss with Li Daocheng to stop the useless rescue of Li Xiaosha, which will only occupy the hospital's resources or affect other patients in need.
As for money, the Li family has plenty. Even if they stay in the intensive care unit for a year or two, it won't be a problem.
"Dean Song, how is my son's condition?" Li Daocheng walked over and grabbed Dean Song's hand.
In the middle of the night, a vice-dean came to visit the room in person. This was actually a sign of great respect for Li Daocheng.
"Mr. Li, if Mr. Ling only has external and internal injuries, we can completely cure him. However, Mr. Ling not only has external and internal injuries, but also..."
Dean Song hesitated to speak, not knowing where to start.
Li Xiaosa's multiple organ functions completely failed, which seemed to be caused by poisoning, but the hospital was unable to detect toxic components in the blood.
"Dean Song, what do you mean?" Li Daocheng almost knelt down to Dean Song and asked him to give his son a chance to save his life.
"Mr. Li, Xihai Hospital is one of the top hospitals in Dadong Province, and its medical resources are far ahead in the country. It's a pity that Mr. Ling's illness is too severe.
There are no young or old on the road to hell. I hope you can be stronger and accept the changes." Dean Song smiled bitterly.
In such a large hospital, living lives were lost every day. He looked at it very calmly, but how could an ordinary family member of a doctor or patient be calm?
"Dean Song, I beg you, hold on for a while, I will find a famous doctor who will be here soon, maybe he can treat you well." Li Daocheng was unwilling to give up, but still wanted to persist.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, even if Hua Tuo comes, he may not be able to bring him back to life. You should be more realistic. There are two patients waiting to be admitted to the intensive care unit.
I still hope that you will give up the treatment. This is actually a kind of respect for your son." Dean Song said sincerely and was extremely helpless.
"Wait another half hour. Half an hour has passed and the doctor hasn't come. How about giving up?" Li Daocheng said, almost begging.
"That's half an hour." Dean Song shook his head and said with a wry smile.
Li Daocheng's cell phone rang. It was Wang Gensheng calling, excitedly saying: "Dr. Wang, we are outside the intensive care unit on the eighth floor of the medical building. I will come to pick you up now."
"No, I'll be there soon. Ask the hospital to prepare more silver needles for rescue. Silver needles are an indispensable tool." Wang Gensheng replied calmly.
Silver needle?
The two doctors and Dean Song were confused when they heard this. The patient's life was already hanging by a thread. Can the silver needle save the patient?
"Dean Song, no matter what, I have to give it a try. Please give my son a chance." Li Daocheng begged again.
"Mr. Li, I can only state in advance that no matter what happens later, it has nothing to do with the hospital. I hope you will consider it carefully." Dean Song reminded kindly.
"I will bear all the consequences." Li Daocheng replied calmly.
Li Daocheng had seen Liu Dajun's medical skills.
And the person coming now is Liu Dajun's uncle, whose medical skills are naturally superior to Liu Dajun's, so no matter what the outcome, he wants to take a gamble.
Wang Gensheng ran over in a hurry, and Li Daocheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Wang Gensheng alone.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Li Daocheng tried his best to stay calm.
"Wang Gensheng." Wang Gensheng replied with a smile on his face.