Jiang Zhihao looked at her and said quietly: "You two are really cut out of the same mold. No one told you to keep a low profile when doing things."
"Who do you think you are? Even if we didn't beat you up, you still dare to teach us a lesson?" Meng Yalan sneered: "Have you seen those people in the ward? These are the presidents and deputy directors of major hospitals.
Dean, I think they are the masters of traditional Chinese medicine. They were all invited by my husband. What about you? You keep saying you want to help, but so far you haven’t seen anyone and you don’t have any money. Don’t you feel ashamed for someone as old as you?
"
Just as he was talking, the people in the room came out.
Fei Hongdan hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Dean, how is my man's condition? Can he undergo surgery?"
"The operation is definitely inoperable, but don't worry, Mr. Lu is responsible for the congestion, so there should be no problem. We just conducted a simple examination of his trauma and sorted out his condition, and we did find some problems, but they are not considered serious problems.
No matter what big problem it is, it can be easily solved. If everything goes well, he will wake up in about a week." Huang Zhongsheng said.
The conclusion about Su Xing was naturally said by Lu Tiande, Huang Zhongsheng was just paraphrasing it.
His words surprised Fei Hongdan. When she heard the doctor said that Meng Shufeng was going to become a vegetative state, she cried so hard that her tears dried up.
Now that Huang Zhongsheng said that Meng Shufeng could wake up, Fei Hongdan was naturally overjoyed.
She thinks she doesn't have much ability, and her family is entirely supported by men. If Meng Shufeng really becomes a vegetative state, she really doesn't know how to continue to live.
"Yalan, Gao Jie, why don't you come over quickly and thank all the deans?" Fei Hongdan shouted.
Meng Yalan and Wu Gaojie came over quickly and thanked them profusely. Meng Yalan thought that these people were called here by her husband, so the relationship was naturally more familiar than ordinary people, so she said: "I will let Gao Jie find a better hotel later, and we will eat together in the evening."
Let’s have a meal, it’s just a little thought from us.”
Huang Zhongsheng and others hesitated for a while, but finally agreed.
Seeing that they agreed, Meng Yalan was extremely happy. She hugged Wu Gaojie's arm and looked proud.
However, what happened at the next moment caused the pride on her face to quickly turn into shock.
Huang Zhongsheng and others walked up to Jiang Zhihao, bowed slightly, and then said: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Lu said that he will resolve the congestion. We are mainly responsible for trauma. Do you think there is anything else to do?
"
This question is not too strange, but Fei Hongdan's family of three couldn't understand it.
Why are these deans so polite to Jiang Zhihao and asking him if he has anything else to do?
Do they know Jiang Zhihao?
Wu Gaojie's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
He remembered what Jiang Zhihao said just now: "I just want to ask your husband, does he know what these people are called and where they come from?"
Previously, he thought Jiang Zhihao was bluffing, but now he realized that it was actually Chi Guoguo's taunt!
Thinking of some possibility, Wu Gaojie's face suddenly turned ugly.
Jiang Zhihao looked at Lu Tiande who was taking Meng Shufeng's pulse in the ward and said, "I feel relieved that you will handle the professional matters. The medical expenses are convenient, but my second uncle's family has some difficulties, and he may not have paid enough before..."
"
Jiang Zhihao meant that he would make up for the shortfall, but Huang Zhongsheng misunderstood and said directly: "Don't worry about the medical expenses. They are all your own. Talking about money hurts feelings. The instruments used for trauma treatment are all recyclable.
Yes, actually the cost is not that high. As for the medicine, it is just a gift from your second uncle when we come to visit you. What do you think?"