"You have to hold on! Little Huniu is still waiting for you to get her married!"
"Woooooooo..."
…
Outside the operating room, listening to the heart-rending cries in his ears, Chu Heng felt surprisingly calm. He smoked a cigarette and slowly scanned everyone in the room.
The heartbroken Qin Jingru, Aunt Li who was paralyzed on the ground unable to get up, Aunt Liu whose voice was a little hoarse, Aunt Yan who was praying for the old lady with words in her mouth...
In the face of death, people are so helpless.
"call!"
Chu Heng blew out the smoke forcefully, and the gray-white smoke entangled him, blurring his sight.
"Hurry up!"
At this time, a burst of anxious shouting came from the other end of the corridor, and everyone who was immersed in sadness subconsciously turned their heads to look over.
I saw the director of this hospital leading six or seven experts and doctors over fifty years old hurriedly towards this end with an anxious look on his face.
When he passed by Chu Heng, he was about to step forward to ask about the situation, but the white-haired dean pushed him away and led people straight to the door of the operating room. After being called to open the door, a group of people
He quickly got in.
After being disturbed like this, the aunts no longer wanted to cry, and hurriedly gathered around Chu Heng, asking about the situation.
"What's going on here, Tsuneko?"
"That's right. Among the people who just entered, one seems to be Dr. Shao. I remember he seems to be an expert in surgery!"
"Did you find these people? Who are they?"
…
Chu Heng, whose ears were buzzing, frowned and dropped the cigarette butt at his feet, stamped it out hard, and then patiently said to them: "The ones who just entered were the director of Union Hospital and some experts. I guess they are old people."
My wife’s husband’s comrades found her, so everyone should be quiet now. The dean will take action personally, and there are so many experts, so the old lady will be fine.”
It's okay...
Intracranial hemorrhage is considered a critical illness in the future, not to mention that medical conditions and technology are far different now.
The reason why he said this was to comfort them and seek peace at the same time.
And the effect of his words was immediate. After hearing Chu Heng's words, the eyes of the group of people surrounding him ignited the flame of hope again, and then they chatted with excitement.
.
"What Tsuneko said is right, even the dean is here, the old lady must be fine!"
"Hey, you can be saved, you can be saved!"
"Oh my god, you almost scared me to death just now. I thought the old lady couldn't survive it!"
…
What the hell...
Chu Heng, who was surrounded in the middle, turned green. I just want to be clean for a while. Is it so difficult?
He squeezed out of the crowd with a speechless expression, huddled silently in a corner, took out another cigarette and lit one.
A while passed.
Yan Jiefang and others who went out to buy things ran back carrying large and small packages.
"Jingle bell clang!"
Yan Jiefang directly ignored the old ladies and went straight to Chu Heng. With a philistine look on his face, he handed over the remaining money and said proudly, "Hengzi, I didn't buy the quilt. I found one nearby."
Every family rents a house and pays 10 cents a day."
…
"Alright." Chu Heng took the money note casually, put it into his pocket without counting, and then handed over a cigarette: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Jiefang."
"Hey, no need to work hard, it's all for the old lady. Unlike you, we can only run errands if you have the ability." Yan Jiefang squatted side by side with him by the wall with a smile on his face, and then walked out of his pocket.
He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes, took one out, lit it, and stuffed the big cigarette through the front door, preparing to sell it back to colleagues at work...
The two chatted for a while, and people like Uncle Yi, Shazhu, and Xu Damao also came.
A group of gentlemen came directly to Chu Heng without asking the old ladies. Immediately, Uncle Yi asked anxiously: "What's going on now? Hengzi."
"It's quite troublesome."
Chu Heng stood up with a sigh and told them the situation.
"You bastard!"
Silly Zhu's eyes were red, like a crazy wild boar. He jumped angrily and cursed: "Where is the grandson who hit me? Did you catch him? I have to kill him!"
The brother and sister lost their young mother after their father died. They grew up because of the help of the old lady, so they have a deep relationship with each other.
"Be honest when you are angry!"
Chu Heng also understood his mood at the moment, but now was the time to pursue this matter. He immediately frowned and scolded: "The most important thing now is the old lady's condition. We will talk about the rest later."
"Hengzi is right, now is not the time to think about this." Uncle Yi put his hand on Shazhu's shoulder and comforted him: "When things have reached this point, there is no point in being anxious. Just wait for the news."
"Why!"
Silly Zhu sighed feebly, turned around and walked to the corner next to the door of the operating room, squatting on the ground holding his head.
The others exchanged a few simple words, and they were similar to him. They walked to the wall silently and waited for the news quietly.
Most men like to use silence to hide their emotions.
After that, many people came one after another. In addition to the neighbors, even the street director Shen Yuqin came over, and even the district sent a small section chief over.
The old lady is a martyr who has been registered in the city, so the superiors must send someone over to take a look.
In the blink of an eye, the operating room was crowded with people again, making it as messy as a vegetable market.
Chu Heng came forward to chat with the little section chief in the district and sent them away. He looked back at the crowd of people's heads in the corridor. He really didn't want to get involved, so he turned around and went to the other end.
At the exit, he took shelter.
After a while.
Xie Lixuan finally came, and besides Xie Ying and Xie Jun, he was accompanied by four gray-haired old men.
One of them, Chu Heng, also knew that he was the grandfather of his good friend Tang Pingliu, Tang Jishi, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. From this, it can be seen that the remaining three old men should also be the medical masters invited by Xie Lixuan.
Seeing this, Chu Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, walked up to them quickly, quickly greeted them, and prepared to tell them about the situation.
"The old lady is in critical condition now, with intracranial hemorrhage...
"Stop talking nonsense. We understood the situation on the way. Let's leave quickly."
Xie Lixuan interrupted him directly and pushed him away with a dark face. Bendang stepped forward first and led Xie Jun and others towards the crowd.
Chu Heng, who was following behind, rubbed his shoulders speechlessly. Why are these old men so disrespectful? The old dean is like this, and so is old man Xie.
It’s so awesome!
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
After dispersing the crowd, a group of them came to the door of the operating room. Before they could call the door, the old dean specially arranged for an attending doctor who had been reduced to a tool to wait for them at the door. He hurriedly opened the door with a shocked look on his face.
Tang Pingliu and four other old men were welcomed in.
Hey little mother!
Who the hell is this person here? Not only did the dean alarm, but the four imperial doctors were also moved out!
