Tianguang City, in front of the People's Hospital.
In the season of late autumn, which is about to enter winter, the sun is still quite bright. It does not appear to be hot, but the kind of tender warmth that shines just right on people, like a gentle girl gently touching you with affection.
Cars and cars are coming and going at the entrance of the hospital, and there is a constant flow of people. As the People's Hospital is a first-class hospital in the city, countless people come to see the doctor every day. In addition, the patients' relatives and friends are even more crowded. The entrance is full of various cars, making it very difficult to walk.
Difficult to walk.
Song Mei led the lunch box slowly and walked into the hospital step by step. She was old, but she was in good health and in good spirits. She walked very steadily and did not have the shaky old age of other elderly people.
feel.
"Old Jiang must be impatient."
Song Mei smiled on her face, and her heart was filled with a plain and ordinary sense of happiness when she thought of her husband. She and Lao Jiang had an arranged marriage. When they first met, they didn't dare to talk. Later, when they got acquainted, they only dared to talk.
Holding hands, it can be said that today's young people are as pure as children.
Emotionally, Jiang Jianjun is a very shy and reserved person. He doesn't know how to express himself. If it hadn't been for an arranged marriage, now the older girl would definitely have left when faced with such a piece of cake.
Of course, there were also a few romantic ones, such as the 20th wedding anniversary of two people. Lao Jiang learned it from somewhere and sold her a bouquet of roses. Not to mention how surprising it was.
Another time when she was celebrating her birthday, there was no one at home. When she got a call and went out, she found that Lao Jiang had orchestrated a band from nowhere to sing happy birthday to her. That event cost them two
A monthly salary makes me feel distressed and happy.
Thinking of these things, Song Mei smiled, and those profound memories seemed to be right in front of her eyes, she could reach out and touch them.
In the past few days, I don’t know why Lao Jiang suddenly enlightened and said some nice things to please her. He was already elderly and still so shameless, which made Song Mei a little speechless, but she was also very happy in her heart.
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"Master's wife, have you brought the teacher some food?"
Luo Junzhe happened to come out of the outpatient department, holding some information. When he saw Song Mei, he hurried over and said, "I'll get it for you."
"It doesn't matter, I can still carry this little thing." Song Mei blocked Luo Junzhe's hand, "I don't know what's wrong with Lao Jiang in the past two days. He keeps asking me to cook for him. He used to dislike me.
What about cooking?"
Luo Junzhe's face froze, he hurriedly held his lips, showed a smile, and said: "Master's wife, your cooking skills are very good. I haven't eaten for a long time. I feel a little greedy just thinking about this."
When Song Mei heard Luo Junzhe complimenting her on her craftsmanship, a happy smile appeared on her face and she said: "Junzhe, you have a sweet mouth, okay, I will make one for you tomorrow too."
Luo Junzhe nodded, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart. His wife still didn't know about Jiang Jianjun's condition, and he could only pray that he could hide it for a day.
The two entered the inpatient department and took the elevator to the sixth floor. There were very few people in the corridor. They probably all went to have lunch. When they passed the service desk, Luo Junzhe said hello to the head nurse and followed Song Mei to the ward.
In the ward, Jiang Jianjun was reading the newspaper. When he heard someone coming in, he looked up and said with a smile: "Here he is, I've been waiting for a long time."
Song Mei took the lunch box and walked to Jiang Jianjun's bedside, put it on the coffee table, and began to open the lid of the box. There were two layers inside, one for rice and the other for vegetables. After opening it, she found that the box for vegetables
There are several compartments where different dishes can be placed. Today’s main dish is lion balls, Lao Jiang’s favorite.
Song Mei separated the two layers of the lunch box, took out a pair of chopsticks, and said while doing it: "Old Jiang, don't waste today. I spent a lot of time sitting on this lion ball."
Jiang Jianjun put down the newspaper, nodded with a smile, opened his mouth and suddenly wanted to say something. Suddenly, there was a burning sensation in his legs, followed by a sharp pain, which almost made his eyes black, and a burst of angina pectoris in his heart, which made him
His face turned pale and he broke into a cold sweat almost immediately.
"Well..."
Jiang Jianjun covered his chest, opened his mouth and tried hard to say something, but no sound came out. He leaned back, closed his eyes and passed out.
"Old Jiang..."
Song Mei turned around with the lunch box and chopsticks, and was about to ask Jiang Jianjun to eat. When she saw Jiang Jianjun's appearance, she was immediately frightened and couldn't say a word.
Luo Junzhe happened to walk into the ward. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Jianjun passed out, and his face was pale as if there was no blood. There was a look of fear on his face, and he shouted "Teacher."
A few minutes later, the sixth floor of the inpatient department began to become chaotic. Doctors and nurses kept running around, and the sirens were blaring.
Many people poked their heads out of the ward, talking about who was critically ill.
…
Zhao Xingguo walked quickly into the conference room with several doctors, where several doctors were discussing loudly. When he saw Zhao Xingguo walking in, he stood up quickly.
"No, let's continue the discussion."
Zhao Xingguo waved his hand and took the others to sit down first.
Other doctors continued to talk about the patient's condition: "Now the tumor has suddenly worsened and the situation is quite serious. If surgery is not performed, the cancer cells will spread throughout the body."
"Even if surgery is required, it is impossible. The tissue adhesion is too severe, and the proliferated tissue is very close to the artery. It is impossible to perform separation surgery unless the leg is amputated."
Zhao Xingguo knocked on the table: "It is impossible to amputate the leg. Chiang Kai-shek is a soldier. He told me before that if he is disabled, it is better to let him die like this."
"Dean, although it is very important to respect the patient's opinion, life is at stake."
"Conservative treatment is still recommended."
Other doctors discussed this one after another.
Vice President Li Tao also said: "Yes, President, amputation can save President Jiang's life, but if separation surgery is used, if it fails, it will have a great impact on our hospital. No one can bear this responsibility!"
Zhao Xingguo closed his eyes.
He also knew that the impact of this incident would be very great. Jiang Jianjun was the president of Tianguang University and was highly respected. If the operation failed, it would cause an irreparable blow to the reputation of the People's Hospital.
But Jiang Jianjun himself was not willing to accept the treatment of amputation at all.
Zhao Xingguo opened his eyes and said, "What are the intentions of the patient's family?"
The doctors stopped discussing and looked at each other without speaking.
Zhao Xingguo sighed, stood up and walked quickly outside to talk to Song Mei.
Ten minutes later.
The hospital decided to perform separation surgery for Jiang Jianjun's condition, and during the operation, a second team was on standby to prepare for amputation immediately if the situation went wrong.
Surprisingly, the surgeon in charge of the operation was Zhao Xingguo.