The old lady was completely panicked when she saw the brown blood being drawn out of her grandson's body, with a look of remorse on her face.
She looked at her daughter-in-law at a loss: "Xiaoying, Mom, Mom really didn't know that this would happen if you ate leftovers. If I had known, I would definitely not give these things to my baby."
In fact, everyone present could see that the old lady loved her grandson very much.
Unfortunately, this is the fault of ignorance.
"Baby, don't let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, what should mom do?" The child's mother ignored the old lady and lay on the hospital bed, crying with tears on her face.
"Doctor, can my child be saved?" Seeing that the blood had changed color, the child's father wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Chen Fan and asked.
Now they all believe that the young man in front of them is the surgical director of this mental hospital.
Immediately, the child's mother and grandparents looked nervously at Chen Fan.
The child is the hope of their family. If something happens to the child, the family may be gone.
Chen Fan looked at the child's family and said: "Cooperate actively with the treatment. If the child has blood problems, he needs hemodialysis. After several dialysis and drug treatments, he has a chance to recover."
"Plop!" a sound.
The old lady's face was filled with tears and she knelt directly in front of Chen Fan.
"Auntie, what are you doing?" Chen Fan was startled and quickly helped the old lady stand up.
"Director Chen, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you just now. Please, please don't be angry with me. You must save my grandson. As long as my grandson can be cured, even if he is used as a cow or a horse for you,
I am willing too!" The old lady begged Chen Fan.
Chen Fan looked helpless: "Aunt, I am a doctor, how can I still bear your grudge? Get up, we will do our best."
When the old lady heard Chen Fan's answer, she felt relieved, wiped her tears and stood up.
Chen Fan looked at Zheng Hairong who was standing aside: "Doctor Zheng, give him a tube of methylene blue and then go for dialysis."
Zheng Hairong nodded and quickly asked the nurse to lift the child onto the stretcher and go to the clinic for treatment.
In the afternoon, Chen Fan has been sitting in the hospital for consultation.
But just when he was about to get off work, many young people with trauma suddenly came to the hospital.
The originally peaceful hospital suddenly became busy.
Moreover, there were several young people among them, whom Chen Fan had met before.
That time when Chen Fan went to Huzi's KTV to inquire about the location of Hongye Bar, the young men he met at the intersection were among them.
Aren't they employees of Huzi? Why were they suddenly injured? This made Chen Fan a little confused.
"Doctor, will my arm be useless?" A young man with red hair, a bruised nose and a swollen face asked Chen Fan with a fearful look on his face.
Chen Fan looked at the young man's arm: "No, it's just a minor injury."
The young man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Chen Fan had already grabbed the young man's arm, and then yanked it several times while the young man was not paying attention.
"ah!"
The severe pain caused the young man to scream miserably.
The young man's eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Chen Fan aggrievedly: "Doctor, didn't you say it was a minor injury? Why, why does it hurt so much!"
Chen Fan let go of the young man's arm and responded: "Your arm has been attached. Don't lift heavy objects during this period. It will be cured in a few seconds. Isn't it considered a minor injury? How about I perform another surgical operation on you?"
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When he heard about the operation, the young man was so frightened that he waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
Then he stood up and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute." Seeing the young man about to leave, Chen Fan called out to him.
"Doctor, are you okay?" The young man looked at Chen Fan in fear, fearing that the other party would put him on the operating table and perform an operation.
Chen Fan asked: "What's going on with you?"
The young man smiled quickly and explained: "It's nothing, I fell when I was going down the stairs."
"Falled?" Chen Fan was amused and pointed at the young man lining up outside.
"I'm afraid you didn't fall. I'm afraid they all fell down from the building due to the landslide, right?" Chen Fan said jokingly.
The young man smiled awkwardly and said: "Doctor, there are some things you should not inquire about..."
Before the young man could finish speaking, Chen Fan had already taken off his mask, revealing his face.
"Yes, it's you!" When the young man saw Chen Fan, he was shocked and his eyes widened.
How could he not remember Chen Fan? It was Chen Fan who kicked him to the ground that day. It took him a week to raise him at home before he could straighten up and walk.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Chen Fan asked again.
The young man took two steps back with fear on his face. Thinking of the kick that day, a cold sweat broke out on the young man's back. He did not dare to hide it and told Chen Fan everything.
It was said that unknown people suddenly rushed into many KTVs and bars today, started smashing things as soon as they entered the door, and even injured many of their employees.
As a result, all entertainment venues in Jiangcheng were closed today.
As for the reason, these employees are not very clear.
Hearing this, Chen Fan frowned slightly. These properties are all under the name of Da Xiong. In Jiangcheng today, no one dares to take action on Da Xiong's properties. Chen Fan knows that this matter will definitely not be like this.
Simple.
"Brother, can I leave?" The young man asked Chen Fan tremblingly.
"Let's go." Chen Fan waved his hand.
The young man nodded and hurriedly left the consulting room.
Seeing the young man leaving, Chen Fan took out his cell phone and called Da Xiong, wanting to ask about the situation there.
But what surprised Chen Fan was that Daxiong's mobile phone showed that it could not be connected.
Then Chen Fan called the subordinates next to Daxiong, but still couldn't get through, which suddenly gave Chen Fan a bad feeling in his heart.
"Qianqian, tell Dr. Zheng to take charge of these patients while I go out!" Chen Fan stood up, took off his white coat, gave instructions to Zhao Qianqian, and then quickly left the consulting room.
Located in the living room of a private club in Jiangcheng City.
A group of people opened the door and walked in. Behind them, there were about a dozen men with bruises and swollen faces, their wrists tied with ropes.
There were three men sitting in the reception room, with more than a dozen bodyguards in black standing behind them. The atmosphere at the scene seemed very depressing.
When the men with their wrists tied walked into the living room and saw the man sitting in the middle, their faces looked very excited.
"Ghost!"
One of the limping men couldn't help shouting, and he couldn't help but shed tears of excitement.
The three men sitting in the living room are none other than Sucheng's ghost hands, and the two men are Lao Lang and Ekuiping.
Seeing the miserable state of his men, Guishou's face suddenly darkened.
This was the first time in South China Province that someone dared to beat his people like this. It was obvious that they did not take his evil hands seriously!