Although he was reluctant to give up, Zhu Tong could only struggle out of the gentle village.
You must be responsible for what you have said, especially at this time. There are not many people who can call this apartment. Miss Zhou in the director's office has the number of this phone. As a middle-level cadre of Ocean Hospital, this is
Very necessary and necessary.
On the Samsung mobile phone, Miss Mei often called to harass him during this period. When the little liar returned to the apartment, he turned it off to vibrate mode, so of course he couldn't hear it.
Ye'er's face was flushed, and she hid under the blanket and smiled shyly: "Go quickly, Director Li. And don't do this again."
Therefore, Director Li had no choice but to dress up and tell Duohua: "Don't go too far." Then he went downstairs and drove back to the hospital.
It is really convenient to have a car of your own, and it is indeed a different feeling to speed through the streets of Shanghai at midnight. When the cold wind blows, the little liar thinks of fear: just now, he almost exposed his secret, but fortunately Ye'er has no experience, he only made it
Zhu Tong closed her eyes shyly and did not take off her clothes; if she saw a chestless body, Ye'er would be frightened to death and would regard the little liar as a goblin.
Qin Keqiang's taxi couldn't keep up with Renault. After turning three blocks, the little liar proudly dialed his phone:
"Brother Qin, what do you think? This car is good, isn't it? I won't take your taxi from now on."
"You have to be careful whether you take my taxi or not; the subway has been very chaotic these two days. Early this morning, the master of the big wheel arrived in Shanghai, and seven men were already dead under his hook knife; the big wheel is still alive and dead.
, maybe sometime, the divine hook Wang Han will find you."
"Wang Han with the Divine Hook? He is...?"
The little liar was unfamiliar with this name, but Qin Keqiang would not talk about a person without reason.
"Nine years ago at the Jianghu cocktail party, Mr. Lan provided the whistle with a sum of funds and suggested that they get involved in the industry. The divine hook Wang Han was the junior brother of the whistle, and he was at the helm of the fourth grade Honghuo Hidden Thread. He was accustomed to using a hook knife, which was extremely sharp and could hurt people.
People are invisible; I only know that Wang Han, the divine hook, led a group of people to enter the road freight industry a few years ago; this team currently traveling in the world is a bright line for Sipinhonghuo."
A big sect like Sipinhonghuo has a deep foundation, and there must be experts hiding behind the scenes. Of course, Zhu Tong can't escape the involvement of the big fire wheel. However, will Wang Han, the divine hook, deal with him? Well, the more experts come, the more experts come.
The more lively it is.
The terrible thing is that setting up such a big scam requires too much preparation in the early stage; small liars strive for perfection, so they spend more energy. This game must pretend that it is not an ordinary person, and it requires more meticulous craftsmanship and perfection.
The early stage of building momentum has not been completed yet, time, during this period, be sure not to have any accidents.
Zhu Tong walked into the high-level ward of Ocean Hospital with such doubts. Head nurse Xia and Assistant Wu stood at the elevator entrance. When they saw Zhu Tong coming out, they put on a white coat for him.
"Mr. Ikeda started to fall into coma an hour ago. Someone from the Foreign Affairs Office came. Dean Wang was very embarrassed. They asked..." Assistant Wu introduced the condition in a low voice, and Head Nurse Xia added on the side.
Kazuo Ikeda has been moved to the intensive care unit, several department directors are studying, and even Wang Juefei is outside looking at the row of instruments.
Why is this happening? When Zhu Tong entered the intensive care unit, he knew what was going on inside Ikeda's body without using any instruments.
The butterfly insect was still retreating to the far Yinjiao point. Ikeda's cervical vertebra injury was filled with too much Qi. The strong Qi and blood gathered together and solidified to repair his injury. This caused the local body temperature to rise.
Should we persist or terminate now? Zhu Tong thought about it. It turned out that the master's spell was really not written in random. This post was too focused on cohesion and there was no room for relaxation. Maybe it was a good thing locally, but it was harmful to the patient's whole body. Ikeda is now
His limbs are cold, and his whole body is hot only in his cervical spine. Along with this, his upper body and head are also very hot. The nurses are using ice packs to cool him down.
"If the temperature does not drop, Mr. Ikeda's brain will be damaged, which is irreversible."
Wang Juefei walked into the custody room, approached Zhu Tong and whispered.
The little liar was unfamiliar with this kind of Western medicine theory, and it was better to save a fool with sound limbs than to let Kazuo Ikeda lie on the hospital bed with a clear mind.
Nurse Zhu Tong removed the traction bracket on Ikeda's neck, reached out and tore off the modified dog skin plaster, and inserted three silver needles.
The butterfly insect felt that the threat was removed, and under Zhu Tong's urging, it slowly moved to Ikeda's cervical spine. The blood here was strong, and the Gu insect greedily danced and absorbed it. In just over ten minutes, the small body changed from the size of a rice grain to a soybean.
size; the redness and swelling on Ikeda's swollen neck gradually disappeared, and the body temperature returned to normal.
Ikeda groaned, opened his eyes, looked around, and focused his gaze on Zhu Tong's face.
"Mr. Li, your plaster is very powerful. I am full of strength now." After saying that, he turned over and jumped out of the hospital bed: "Ah, your miraculous medical skills, I am completely cured."
"Ah!" Wang Juefei and Zhu Tong shouted at the same time.
The little liar reacted quickly and stabbed Ikeda with his hand, sending Ikeda back to the hospital bed.
"Mr. Ikeda, your injury still needs to be consolidated and you cannot move around casually." Zhu Tong took a traditional dog skin plaster and applied it to Ikeda's cervical spine; "Give it to him."
The nurses didn't understand Zhu Tong's instructions, but Wang Juefei knew it and said to the confused Head Nurse Xia: "Stent."
"Oh, yes, hurry up."
A group of nurses were busy around Ikeda. Wang Juefei held the corner of Zhu Tong's clothes. The little liar was twisting the silver needle in his hand and thinking about it. He nodded and followed Wang Juefei out of the intensive care unit. Following them was Head Nurse Tian.
Wang Juefei ignored the people outside and led Zhu Tong into an office with a serious look on his face. Nurse Xia came in last and closed the door tightly.
"Director Li, can you introduce your therapy?"
Wang Juefei sat and stared at Zhu Tong curiously; he was once a liar who blackmailed himself, but now he was a mysterious Chinese medicine doctor who quickly created a miracle with his mysterious medical skills.
"No." Zhu Tong simply refused. He couldn't reveal the secret of the dog-skin plaster. As for things like Gu worms, it was all in vain. Neither of the two people in front of him would believe it.
"Well, Chinese medicine is mysterious after all. I respect your tradition and won't force you." Wang Juefei chuckled twice and twirled the pen in his hand: "But there is still a question, how to calculate this fee? Nurse Xia is still paying for it today.
He said that the year-end bonuses for senior ward nurses don’t amount to much.”
They didn't pay much money, so what does it have to do with me? Zhu Tong thought about Wang Juefei's words, and there was obviously something in them.
"What I mean is that no matter how you calculate it, Director Li's plasters will not cost more than a thousand yuan per patch. A case like Mr. Ikeda's would cost about 100,000 yuan for treatment in any hospital. Now, you only use three
Plaster... Even if you include the hospitalization fee and stent fee for these ten days, it will not exceed 10,000 yuan. Isn't it inappropriate? We are Western medicine."
Head nurse Xia waited for Wang Juefei to finish, then continued: "Director Li, you are Mr. Ikeda's attending physician. Without your order, our nurse only takes Ikeda's temperature and scrubs his body every day. This kind of general care does not cost much.
According to the routine, Mr. Ikeda needs combined orthopedics and neurosurgery treatment, and there will be many examination and care items."
So that's it, the little liar chuckled: "Anyway, Ikeda hasn't fully recovered yet. It's up to you how to take care of him. Sister Xia has decided what nursing subjects to take. Mr. Ikeda is in good health and can withstand the torture. But.
, who said that my plasters are only worth a thousand yuan at most, and I can’t ask for one hundred thousand yuan?”
"Okay, the plaster belongs to you, and of course you decide the price; but how do you record it? Our hospital has never purchased plasters like yours; also, your plaster does not have an approval number, and the ingredients and pharmacology are not clear. This is involved.
In many ways, if you charge such a high price, others will gossip. If you are serious, it is illegal for you to use such a plaster on the patient this time. The reason is not clear. What method and basis did you use?
What is the principle that cured Mr. Ikeda in such a short period of time?"
When Wang Juefei said this, he felt a little stiff. He smiled and comforted: "Director Li, you don't care about this, do you?"
Of course the little liar doesn't care. He doesn't want to be famous at all. He has the standard mentality of an outsider who is indifferent to fame and wealth, but he still pretends to be very unconvinced: "This is unfair, Director Chen, don't you think so?"
Director Chen from the senior cadre ward just walked in and seemed to know what was being discussed here. He patted Zhu Tong on the shoulder and said: "A few of us were talking outside just now. If Director Li becomes the director of the orthopedics department of the hospital, Ocean Hospital will
Become the most famous orthopedic hospital in Shanghai."
Of course what Director Chen said was a joke. Ocean Hospital could not become an orthopedic hospital, so even Wang Juefei laughed.
"Director Gan is here and is offering condolences to Mr. Ikeda." Director Chen waited for his laughter to subside and then said to Wang Juefei.
"Oh." Wang Juefei was a little surprised. It was already past midnight: "What is the origin of Mr. Ikeda? The Foreign Affairs Office sent a document, and the director personally came to express condolences."
"Rich people, it is said that the Jingchi Consortium has many investment projects in Shanghai. Mr. Ikeda came to inspect this time because he was invited by a bureau of the Shanghai Municipal Government." Head Nurse Xia is a well-informed person. When she said this, Wang Juefei took it seriously.
Get up and go out quickly to deal with Director Gan.
Zhu Tong wanted to see the Yellow Sea. As soon as he turned to the floor, he saw a slender figure wandering in the corridor. It was Qin Miao.
The little liar recognized her, and Qin Miao also saw Zhu Tong. The two looked at each other blankly for a while, and Qin Miao approached with a blushing face: "I...just want to take a look at you."
Zhu Tong reached out to hold her, walked into the elevator, and went to the bottom floor: "Qin Miao, you are a good girl, but I have a girlfriend."
Qin Miao didn't say anything, but came up and kissed his ear: "Don't worry about me, Li Xiang, I love another you. He is so gentle and beautiful, and you...smell so good." The elevator door opened, and she
Ran away.
The night outside was dim, and after Qin Miao's figure disappeared around the corner, Zhu Tongcai stretched out his hand, and there was a gold card there; however, Qin Miao refused Zhu Tong's compensation.
The phone rang, and Zhu Tong woke up from his confusion. It was Wang Juefei who called. He asked Zhu Tong to come to the ward. Kazuo Ikeda had another accident.