"Calm down, I'll be there soon." Liu Handong asked for the address of the hospital, hung up the phone, and then contacted Chen Yada and asked him to host the New Year group meeting on his behalf. Chen Yada was of course willing to accept this job and host it on behalf of the principal. Isn't that the executive vice principal?
He also asked Principal Liu enthusiastically if something happened at home.
Liu Handong did not hide anything from him, saying that he had a friend who was seriously ill and had to go visit him. Chen Yada asked which hospital it was and found out it was a private clinic in the suburbs. He said anxiously: "That kind of place will not only pump water, but will only make the condition worse. I have relatives there."
Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, I will contact you immediately to help transfer your friend."
"Thank you then. I'll talk about it when I get there." Liu Handong hurriedly drove to a private clinic near the European Garden construction site. Usually business here is very good, and you can always see people hanging out. It is said that the owner of the clinic used to work in a big hospital.
The attending doctors are of very high standard, and the nurses are all graduates from formal nursing schools. Of course, the biggest advantage is the low price, so people without medical insurance can safely see a doctor without worrying about being ripped off.
Two migrant workers squatted at the door of the clinic. When Liu Handong's car arrived, they hurriedly greeted him and accompanied him into the clinic. As they walked, they talked about what happened last night. During the Spring Festival, most of the workers went home to celebrate the New Year, and only a few people were left on the construction site.
They are all relatives of Qi Qingyu. Lawyer Xie’s children are all in the United States. An old man stayed with them at the construction site to have a reunion dinner. At about ten o’clock in the night, when everyone was drinking happily, suddenly a group of masked men rushed in and said nothing.
Not just swinging the knife, but cutting. Lawyer Xie’s arm tendons were severed, and Brother Qi also...
"What's wrong with Brother Qi?" Liu Handong asked eagerly.
"The gang smashed up our headquarters and set it on fire with gasoline. Brother Qi was so angry that he suffered a stroke on the spot. Later we sent the wounded over and the doctors worked on them all night, and they haven't woken up yet.
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Liu Handong entered the emergency room and saw Qi Qingyu lying on the hospital bed, hanging water, motionless and breathless. Qi Lin sat aside with red eyes. When he saw him coming, he stood up hurriedly, called uncle and burst into tears.
"What did the doctor say?" Liu Handong wanted to take out a cigarette anxiously, but thought that this was a hospital and put it back.
"The doctor said he had a cerebral infarction and gave him medicine. If he doesn't wake up today, he will have to be transferred to another hospital." Qi Lin said, wiping away tears.
"Have you checked? Have you done a CT scan or something?" Liu Handong walked to the bed and shouted to Brother Qi. Qi Qingyu's eyes were lowered and he was unconscious.
"How can there be a CT scan in this small hospital? My dad used to have high blood pressure. The doctor said it was a stroke. He was still sane when he first came here, but now he is getting worse and worse. Uncle, what should I do?" Qi Lin was in a hurry.
He had no idea. The other migrant workers were all honest and useless types, and they all looked at Liu Handong eagerly.
Liu Handong made a prompt decision: "Transfer!" He picked up the sling bottle, pushed the hospital bed and walked out. He carried the unconscious Qi Qingyu into the car, asked Qi Lin and two migrant workers to follow, and rushed straight to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.
On the streets on the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were few vehicles and no one was around. People were either celebrating the New Year at home or gathering in the city center. The roads were smooth. Liu Handong's Passat drove very fast and arrived at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University and sent Qi Qingyu to the emergency room. The doctor immediately
A CT scan was arranged, and everyone was shocked when the results came out. It was a cerebral hemorrhage, not a cerebral infarction.
The medicine bottle given to Qi Qingyu by the small clinic was mannitol, which is effective in treating cerebral infarction, but can aggravate cerebral hemorrhage. The doctor issued a critical illness notice and asked the family members to sign it. After signing, the patient could be pushed to the operating room for craniotomy.
"Doctor, how high are your hopes?" Qi Lin's spirit almost collapsed, and the hand holding the pen was trembling.
"Ten percent." The doctor said with a cold face, "If we don't treat it randomly, there should be a 70% chance."
Qi Lin regretted it, signed the contract with tears, and watched his father being sent to the operating room.
Chen Yada came over panting. He had a classmate who worked in the logistics department of the hospital. He had some energy, but he could only arrange a bed or something, and he couldn't help with the craniotomy.
At least there was a useful person taking care of him in the hospital who could solve Liu Handong's worries. He first went to visit Lawyer Xie. Lao Xie had been slashed on his right arm and his tendons were severed. He had been arranged to be hospitalized. He described to Liu Handong what happened yesterday.
Late passing.
A group of unidentified thugs rushed to the construction site in an off-road vehicle with the license plate removed, and started fighting with machetes, iron bars and sandblasting guns. The migrant workers were weak and unable to fight back. It was he, an old man who was over sixty years old, who stepped forward.
When he questioned him, he was stabbed with a knife.
"It's so rampant, it's simply lawless!" Lawyer Xie was inexplicably sad and angry. After learning that Qi Qingyu had a cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the operating room, Xie Tianji sighed repeatedly and waved to Liu Handong to report the case to the police station and leave him alone.
So Liu Handong rushed to the Yunshan Police Station. On New Year's Day, there were only officers on duty at the station, and they could only record the case. There was no hope of solving the case.
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The operation lasted ten hours, and Qi Qingyu didn't leave the operating room until nine o'clock in the night. Qi Lin, who had been suffering for a long time, went up to him and asked, "How is my dad?"
The doctor took off his mask and shook his head: "It was delayed. We have tried our best."
Qi Lin sat down on the ground and cried loudly.
Liu Handong stomped his feet angrily. This unlucky kid would have been fine if he had sent Brother Qi to a regular hospital.
The doctor said: "The patient did not die, but was in a deep coma. It is difficult to say when he will wake up."
"That means he is in a vegetative state. There is still a possibility of waking up, right?" Liu Handong felt new hope in his heart.
"Theoretically, it's possible, but the maintenance cost is very high. The family members should be mentally prepared." The doctor left quickly, and Liu Handong caught up with him and stuffed the 10,000-yuan red envelope he had prepared.
"What does this mean?" The doctor looked at him with bright eyes.
"It's just a small thing. I bought some firecrackers for my grandson during the Chinese New Year." Liu Handong said.
The gray-haired old doctor smiled, put away the red envelope and left. When he arrived at the office, he handed the banknotes to the intern across the table and asked him to deposit them into the patient's hospital account.
Qi Qingyu was sent directly to the intensive care unit. He did not need family members to accompany him, as long as he paid the money on time. However, Liu Handong still entered for a visit and saw a person lying on the bed through the glass from a distance, with his head wrapped in gauze and wearing oxygen.
The mask is on, and the whole body is connected with the probe wires of the monitoring equipment. A person who was alive yesterday has now become half-dead. It is really sad.
After leaving the ICU, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of me, old and young, male and female. They were all Qi Qingyu's old family members. More than half of them were migrant workers with mud legs who were eating with Brother Qi. Among them was a girl in her twenties.
, supporting a rural woman, who must be Qi Qingyu’s wife.
"This is my mother and my sister." Qi Lin introduced her, and Liu Handong stepped forward to describe the situation. The sister-in-law couldn't stop crying, and several women nearby followed her advice.
Suddenly, another group of people came out of the elevator. The leader was a young woman about thirty years old, dragging a seven or eight-year-old boy with her. The little pom-pom on the tiger-head hat was trembling, and it was so tender and cute.
The two immediately became tense and exchanged insults in the local language. The young woman said nothing and showed a red marriage certificate from her bag: "Look, take a look, Qi Qingyu and I are legally married, who do you think you are?"
"You're so shameless, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Sister-in-law Qi rushed over to fight. The young woman was not to be outdone. The men on both sides could no longer hold back. When they saw the female general taking action, they rolled up their sleeves and pushed her. The little boy
He was so scared that he cried loudly, and a fierce battle was about to begin.
Liu Handong yelled: "Stop!"
Everyone stopped and looked at him blankly.
Liu Handong shouted: "Brother Qi is not dead yet! Why are you making such a fuss? This is a hospital. If you want to fight, go outside! The immediate family members stay here, and the rest get out!"
A few well-dressed guys wanted to say something, but they were glared at by Liu Handong and had to leave. In front of the ICU, only Sister Qi's family of three, the young woman and her son were left.
"Who are you, Brother Qi?" Liu Handong asked the young woman.
The young woman handed over the marriage certificate and said: "My name is Wang Lan. I am Qi Qingyu's legal wife. I was registered eight years ago. Xiao Huzi is the legitimate son of me and Qi Qingyu and has the legal right to inherit."
Liu Handong looked at the marriage certificate. In the photo, Qi Qingyu was much younger than he is now. He had a long back, a black suit and a red tie, and was high-spirited and arrogant. The certificate should not be a forgery.
"Is this true?" Liu Handong did not ask Wang Lan, but instead asked Sister-in-law Qi.
"It's true, this child is Qi Qingyu's son, a wild species born outside." Sister-in-law Qi said angrily.
"Sister-in-law, do you have a marriage certificate?" Liu Handong continued to play the role of judge.
"Who got the certificate when we got married? We got on the bus first and then bought the ticket. Later, the child's father was busy with the construction business and never applied for a replacement. I asked a lawyer. This is a de facto marriage and is protected by law." Sister-in-law Qi
Although she looks like a rural woman, she is not confused at all.
Liu Handong has a big head. Brother Qi can do it. Both groups are legally married, so he should be guilty of bigamy. But now is not the time to discuss this. He asked Wang Lan: "What are you here for? To divide the inheritance? This is not the case."
It’s not the time.”
Wang Lan said: "My man is critically ill, why can't I come? If something happens, his son will have to give him a hard time."
Sister-in-law Qi cursed: "Bah! You cursed my man to die early. Even if he is gone, it won't be your bastard's turn!"
Seeing that the fight was about to start again, Liu Handong quickly stopped it: "If you have anything to do, wait until Brother Qi wakes up."
Wang Lan said angrily: "What if he can't wake up? I've left it to him for the rest of my life. We can't let us orphans and widowed mothers live in the northwest wind, right?"
Liu Handong said: "Do you think Qi Qingyu is still as big as before? Let me tell you the truth, the European Garden project was restarted with all the funds I lent him. Now the project is in litigation, the government wants to build roads, and the community has become illegal.
All the buildings need to be demolished, lawsuits are fierce, and the local underworld often comes to make trouble. If you want to divide the property, rights and obligations are equal. If you inherit Qi Qingyu's property, you must also inherit his debts."
After saying this, Liu Handong felt like Liu Bei and Emperor Liu's uncle after Liu Biao died of illness. He had orphans and widowers at home, and powerful enemies were waiting for him outside. Where to go could only be determined by his own thoughts.