After the phone hung up, Ye Fei received calls from Huang Zhendong, Ma Jiacheng, Jin Ningbing and others one after another.
Everyone asked Ye Fei to treat Du Tianhu's mother.
It can be seen that Du Tianhu has a very good popularity.
After Ye Fei told him to go for treatment, he called a taxi to go there.
Half an hour later, Ye Fei appeared at Zhonghai First People's Hospital and found that there were many luxury cars in the parking lot, as well as more than a dozen cars from other hospitals.
"Brother Fei, you're finally here."
Qian Shenghuo, who had been waiting for a long time, came to greet him: "I'm really bothering you."
Qian Shenghuo hugged Ye Fei's shoulder: "It's so painful to have you come here to make trouble."
"A little thing."
Ye Fei went straight to the topic: "The patient's condition is very serious?"
"It's very serious. More than a dozen experts have taken action together, but they can't control the spread of toxins."
Qian Shenghuo had a serious face: "The patient was still unconscious an hour ago."
"Now Mr. Du is as anxious as a hot ants."
"We also invited the national medicine Shenghan to come."
He only knew that Xie Suqin was poisoned and didn't have much time to understand things in depth, so he didn't know that it was related to Lin Qiuling.
Ye Fei frowned: "Is toxins so difficult?"
He remembered that Mr. Jia was poisoned three times, although it was serious, but it was not very difficult.
Qian Shenghuo shook his head: "The toxins are not fierce, but they cannot be cleaned, and the patient cannot wake up. The police interrogated the suspect, but she couldn't say it."
When Ye Fei heard the suspect, he felt a little sad, and he didn't know how Lin Qiuling was doing.
He had no good feelings for Lin Qiuling and his relationship with the Tang family became increasingly weak. But for Tang Ruoxue's sake, he still didn't want something to happen to Lin Qiuling.
"Use your relationship, say hello to the police and treat the suspect well."
Ye Fei spoke to Qian Shenghuo: "I will help the patient detoxify as soon as possible."
Qian Shenghuo was stunned: "Do you know the suspect?"
Ye Fei said lightly: "My mother-in-law."
"Ah" Qian Shenghuo was shocked and then called.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fei followed Qian Shenghuo to the third floor of the hospital, a large special care unit.
There were many people standing inside and outside the ward, all of whom were frowning.
When Huang Zhendong saw Ye Fei, he looked happy and greeted him with someone: "Brother Ye."
Ye Fei nodded without greetings, walked two steps faster and listened to the disease with the crowd.
"I washed my stomach, took medicine, and used serum, and nothing was found in the test."
A gray-haired hospital leader spoke to an old man in Tang suit: "But for some reason, the patient's condition is getting worse and worse, and he has entered a deep coma."
"It may be that some things are missed and not tested, or it may be that some drugs have reacted."
"I continue to arrange expert consultations, and I believe there will be results soon."
He spoke carefully, and it was obvious that the old man in Tang suit was Du Tianhu.
Du Tianhu is short, thin and wrinkled, but standing there, he is like a mountain gun, making people feel unshakable.
In the hearts of the people of Zhonghai, Du Tianhu is not only an underground emperor, but also a great charity.
When he is angry, he can razed more than a dozen chambers of commerce to the ground. When he is kind, he can tell stories about three days and three nights by the bed of a leukemia child.
He knows martial arts, but he has countless masters working hard. He lives in simplicity, but he is still the peak in the world.
This famous name that has been heard for many years has lost its meaning in Ye Fei's heart.
Du Tianhu, who was bleeding thousands of miles away, was as frightened and out of control as a three-year-old child.
"Waste! Waste!"
At this moment, when Du Tianhu, who was getting worse, pointed at the doctor and was furious: "Yesterday was just a drug poisoning, but today my life was hanging by a thread?"
"The patient is still in a coma and can't wake up."
"Should you say that you have any medical problems?
Or do you not take your attitude seriously?”
"Everyone who usually enjoys luxury, but they lose their links at critical moments."
"I don't care. Within two hours, you must give a diagnosis and treatment plan."
"We must come up with a plan, and we must have good results."
"My mom has something to do, I will definitely not let you quack doctors go."
"He is dead, I must have you buried with you."
Du Tianhu roared endlessly, like a tiger that atees people.
Huang Zhendong and the others were all silent and in a daze. Mr. Du, who usually stayed calm when the sky fell, was not calm today.
Ye Fei showed some appreciation, and he knew in his heart that Du Tianhu was truly in love with his mother.
I really can't suppress the fear of losing because I care and care.
The hospital leader wiped his sweat: "Yes, yes."
The rest of the people also sweated coldly behind their backs.
Everyone knows that Du Tianhu is decisive and decisive in his work. If something really happens, his career is over.
"The medicine is old."
At this moment, the elevator rang out, and then five or six people walked out.
Walking in front was an old man in suit, with a young face, bright eyes and a very stylish look.
The doctors immediately shouted and then greeted them.
Du Tianhu calmed down his emotions and strided forward to Yao Shenghan: "Old Yao, Old Yao, you are here. I'm really sorry. Let you fly back from the capital early."
He stepped forward and held Yao Lao's hand and shook it hard.
When Qian Shenghuo saw Ye Fei being curious, he explained in a low voice: "Old Yao, Yao Shenghan, an expert in elixir, and a consultant of Baihua Pharmaceutical."
"It's just that he wants to meet you and ask the source of the secret recipe for shy flowers."
"It's just that you don't want to see him, so he doesn't dare to disturb you."
"In the early years, he and Sun Shengshou and Gongsun Yuan were known as the Three Kings of Zhonghai, the King of Medicine, the King of Acupuncture, and the King of Medicine."
He smiled: "Du's mother was poisoned, so Mr. Du invited him back overnight. With his actions, it would probably be able to resolve the toxins."
Ye Fei nodded: "It seems that he is indeed very good at it."
"Mr. Du, everyone, don't talk about gossip."
At this time, Yao Shenghan was simply wavering: "Let me see the patient first."
Du Tianhu spoke repeatedly: "Okay, please come here by Lao Yao."
Yao Shenghan led people into the ward, and the door and corridor were suddenly filled with people.
Ye Fei and Qian Shenghuo squeezed for five minutes before they reached the front.
Before he could gain a firm foothold, Yao Shenghan stood up from the bed: "Mr. Du, I can cure it."
"But you have to die for a lifetime!"
Life-threatening?
The atmosphere sank, and the entire ward and corridor became silent.
Ye Fei, who was squeezed to the front, was also shocked, and then gathered his eyes to scan the situation in the room.
I saw an eighty-year-old man lying in front of him, wearing luxurious clothes and a peaceful face.
Zhaohua passed away, but she never made her have many vicissitudes of life.
Although it is sleepy, elegant and dignified.
But the old man was in a coma at this moment, his face pale as paper.
"Um?"
Ye Fei frowned suddenly.
"The five declines of heaven and man?"
He clearly saw that there seemed to be a black circle on the edge of Xie Suqin's forehead.
This black aura is impossible for ordinary people to see.
Ye Fei also observed carefully before he learned, "Is it because of the five declines of heaven and man?"
Ye Fei took a deep breath. If that's true, he wouldn't be sure if he had a life of death.