The next day, Mr. Zheng had lunch and lay down on the recliner to rest.
There was a small blanket covering his knees.
To be honest, I underwent Han Ling's warm acupuncture treatment yesterday.
He feels much more relaxed and comfortable today.
Chu Shao walked in softly.
He followed Mr. Zheng for decades and was promoted from a second lieutenant to a major general. Mr. Zheng has been retired since he was young.
Chu Shao was very loyal to Mr. Zheng and was familiar with Mr. Zheng’s body language.
He saw Mr. Zheng lying there, tapping the armrests of the recliner with his fingers rhythmically.
He knew in his heart that this was the time when Mr. Zheng was most relaxed.
"Chu Shao, found it?"
Mr. Zheng didn't even raise his eyelids.
He knew his own security staff by listening to their footsteps and breathing.
"Yes, Mr. Zheng."
Chu Shao leaned over and said.
"Oh, tell me."
Chu Shao then stood and reported to Mr. Zheng.
"Han Ling's husband is Wen Qing, a warrior in the shadows. He retired four years ago due to a mission error."
"Later, I tracked down the real culprit. I was accidentally poisoned and fled to Linhai, where I was rescued by Mr. Qin."
"In the end, he participated in the Suzaku mission and returned to the shadows again. At that time, Comrade Wen Qing met Han Ling at the Bian Que Medical Clinic in Linhai."
"What was Han Ling doing at that time?"
Mr. Zheng asked with his eyes closed.
"Han Ling is from a rural area near Linhai. His father's name is Han Peirong. Both father and daughter left their hometown due to persecution by village bullies."
"I took refuge in Mr. Qin's Bian Que Medical Clinic. Han Peirong was born as a barefoot doctor and became a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the medical clinic."
"Han Ling worked as an employee of a medical clinic at that time, responsible for collecting medicines and warehousing, while also learning medical skills."
Mr. Zheng nodded and asked: "How did Wen Qing die?"
Chu Shao said: "Two years ago, Wen Qing and Han Ling held a wedding in Haizhou, and foreign forces installed explosives in the microphone."
"It was originally aimed at Mr. Qin, but due to the postponement of the wedding, the microphone did not reach Mr. Qin's hands."
"When it was discovered, it was already too late. Wen Qing wanted to protect his newlywed wife and the guests present."
"He suppressed the bomb with his body and died on the spot. Han Ling fainted from grief."
"Sent to the hospital, it was discovered during the examination that Han Ling was pregnant."
Hearing this, Mr. Zheng opened his eyes.
"Is that a posthumous child?"
Chu Shao nodded, "Yes, she was just pregnant at that time. Han Ling survived because she had sustenance in her heart."
"Later, Mr. Qin took Han Ling back to the capital and gave birth to Comrade Wen Qing's child in ten months of pregnancy."
"Han Ling's medical skills are mainly taught by Mr. Qin and Mr. Jiang. To the outside world, Han Ling is Miss Han of the Jiang family."
Mr. Zheng was startled again, then nodded and lay down again.
Perhaps even he didn't expect that the Jiang family would give Han Ling such an important status.
"Why did she call Qin Fan brother-in-law again?"
Mr. Zheng continued to ask.
Then, Chu Shao explained the complicated relationship why Han Ling called Qin Fan brother-in-law.
I have to say that when the general wants to investigate a certain person, his methods are really unimaginable.
It only took less than a day to investigate everything about Xiaowen and Han Ling.
Of course, this is also a matter of declassification.
Xiaowen died, so naturally there are no secrets in that part of his files.
"You go down."
Mr. Zheng waved his hand.
"yes!"
Chu Shao looked at Mr. Zheng who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and then quietly backed out.
To be honest, at this moment, even Chu Shao didn't know what Mr. Zheng was thinking.
He didn't dare to leak it to Zheng Jianning.
At noon, Qin Fan called Di Chaogui and asked about the situation in Wangfu Township.
Because he has to deal with critically ill female patients these days, only Di Chaogui stays in Wangfu Township.
Di Chaogui said that the chronic patient's condition is stable and there is nothing serious.
Qin Fan felt relieved and went to the county hospital with Zhang Shengjie.
As soon as the two entered the outpatient clinic building, they heard someone crying loudly and some begging.
There were already many people gathered in the aisle.
"Doctor Qi, then I beg you to save my child."
The speaker was a man in his thirties, wearing simple clothes and with a tired look on his face.
The one crying was a young woman.
There was a dying little boy lying on the chair in the clinic.
The person named Dr. Qi is a man in his forties, which Qin Fan and Zhang Shengjie know.
He is the attending physician of traditional Chinese medicine at the county hospital.
At this time, Doctor Qi was also in a very difficult position. The little boy in front of him clearly didn't have much time left.
It's not good to save him, and it's not good to not save him.
Most of the patients admitted to the hospital are those who are confident of treatment. The hospital is unwilling to admit patients who are not sure and will advise them to find another doctor.
This is an unwritten rule in major hospitals.
What's more, the little boy in this family went back and forth, changing hospitals and doctors.
It has developed to the point where he is already dying, so he comes back to the county hospital.
How dare he take over.
Doctor Qi said: "Look, you were the ones who came to us for treatment in the first place."
"If there is no effect after one day, you will think that the treatment was wrong, and you will be discharged from the hospital the same day and find another doctor."
"It stands to reason that from then on, our hospital has no relationship with you."
"You have been out for treatment for a while, and now you are like this, and you have turned around and come to us again."
"It's not that we don't want to take him in, but given his current condition, there's nothing we can do."
At this time, another young doctor in a white coat also persuaded the man.
"I suggest you rush to the city's first-level hospital. Their treatment level is higher than ours, so maybe it's still too late."
From his work badge, we can know that he is the attending doctor of Western medicine, named Chen Guanquan.
"Uuuuuuuah...what can we do?"
The woman looked at her child and was heartbroken.
The man suddenly became furious when he saw that the hospital was unwilling to admit him despite all his good words.
"If you took the right medicine at the beginning, why did the diarrhea not stop and the vomiting worsened!"
"It's because you made the wrong treatment the first time that the subsequent doctors couldn't save her with medicine."
He was anxious, angry, and confused at the same time.
I insisted that there was a problem with the first treatment at the county hospital anyway.
The woman held the little boy's head and cried heartbrokenly.
The man was very angry and took out the medical records from his bag with red eyes.
"Here are your examination reports and treatment prescriptions from that time. Could this be fake?"
Suddenly, Dr. Chen and Dr. Qi's faces turned green.
It's like a weak spot being grabbed by someone's hand.
The little boy was indeed admitted to the county hospital at first.
It is true that after going from Western medicine examination to TCM treatment, the patient's family members saw no effect, so they were discharged from the hospital and found another doctor.
"Why are you making such a fuss? This is a county hospital. Didn't the doctor tell you to send you to the central hospital as soon as possible?"
At this time, the deputy director of the county hospital came over.
Qin Fan and Zhang Shengjie have also met this vice president, whose name is Liu Ziyi.
Liu Ziyi glared at Dr. Qi and Dr. Chen fiercely, as if reproaching them for still nagging here.
It was obvious at a glance that he was a critically ill patient, so the more he was bothered, the more things were delayed.
There is a common saying among the people that the thorns stick to the trouser legs and cannot be shaken off even if they are tried.
Qin Fan and Zhang Shengjie both sighed secretly.
Hospitals don't like to admit uncertain or critically ill patients, and this situation has almost become a common problem.
One is that you have to bear corresponding risks, and the other is that you have little certainty.
But we have to be 100% sure. Saving lives and protecting injured is just empty talk.