After saying goodbye to Chu Jingyao at the door of the coffee shop, Lin Kun smiled as he watched Chu Jingyao leave in the red Corolla, turned around and walked towards the door of the hospital, then took the elevator directly to the office on the top floor.
On the nameplate at the door, the words 'Vice President' are very eye-catching. If Chu Jingyao hadn't introduced him to him, it would have been hard to imagine that there was such an old man who could be regarded as the top expert hidden in the Central Hospital of Zhonggang City.
Lin Kun raised his hand and knocked on the door, and a cold voice came from the room, "Let's go, I can't cure it."
The door was unlocked, so Lin Kun pushed it open directly. Song Jiacheng was sitting by the window, with his back to the door and looking out the window. There was a bright sunshine in the clear sky, but the old man in the sunshine had a sad look on his face.
After closing the door, Lin Kun walked to the sofa behind Song Jiacheng and sat down. He now felt some sympathy for this lonely old man. He had a son and lost a son in old age. No one could fathom this feeling.
"Old sir, let's talk about a deal?" Lin Kun said with a smile, his tone sounded more like a joke.
"Get out of here." Song Jiacheng said in a cold voice, with an indescribable determination, and then sneered coldly: "I really don't see how you are better than my son, why does that girl Jingyao fall in love with you?
You!"
Song Jiacheng's voice was full of reluctance, as if he was apologizing for his missing son, and then said: "My son must be good-looking and talented, which is my greatest hope in life, but because of Jingyao's
Girl, he is willing to degenerate and waste his great life!"
Song Jiacheng suddenly turned around and stared at Lin Kun: "But you are nothing compared to my son. Why did that girl Chu Jingyao choose you over Qingzong!"
Lin Kun had a smile on his face: "Professor Song, with all due respect, you are a veteran and should have insights into things like feelings. The relationship between two people cannot be established with just one slap. No matter how outstanding your son is,
, but it’s useless if Jingyao doesn’t like it, haven’t you seen such a thing when you were young?”
"You are just not as good as my son!" Song Jiacheng gritted his teeth and said, his mood becoming more and more excited.
"Indeed, maybe at first glance I am not as good as your son..." Lin Kun paused and said with a faint smile: "But I may be able to help you get your son back. I will bring him back alive, dead."
…”
Song Jiacheng interrupted emotionally: "You are talking nonsense, my son will not die, my son must still be alive!"
Lin Kun smiled calmly and said: "Professor Song, this is a deal, please consider giving me an answer."
Song Jiacheng said: "Why should I believe you!?" Although he didn't believe that this careless young man in front of him could get his son back, he was indeed tempted by the conditions in front of him. He has been suffering from this for the past three years.
Suffering, now even if there is a little hope, he is willing to try.
Lin Kun stood up and said with a smile: "Professor Song, I do sympathize with you, but I really can't explain to you why you believe me. Or in other words, do you have any other choice?"
After saying that, Lin Kun turned around and walked out the door. Before leaving, he put the prepared cases on the table. When he walked to the door, he stopped again, turned his head slightly and said, "The person in the medical record is me.
Uncle, although we are not related by blood, he is closer than my biological uncle. If you can cure him, even if I really can't find your son, I will be your son and take care of him until the end of his life!" After a few words,
Every word spoken was sonorous.
As soon as I left the hospital gate and was about to get in the car, my cell phone rang suddenly in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was Zhang Dazhuang. As soon as I answered the call, it was Zhang Chuchu's crying voice that came from the other side.
"Brother Lin Kun, my dad, my dad..."
A bad premonition came over his heart, and Lin Kun quickly asked: "Chu Chu, don't worry first, what happened to my uncle?"
"Uuuuuu...Brother Lin Kun, my dad suddenly fainted."
"What!?" Lin Kun panicked in his heart. Zhang Shouyi's condition has reached an advanced stage. It is a miracle that he has persisted for so many years with uremia. Now his life may be in danger at any time. "Chu Chu, don't panic. Take a taxi with me right away."
Send your dad to the central hospital, I'll wait for you here!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Kun quickly called Geng Jundi. Geng Jundi was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of Beicheng District. Lin Kun called him and asked him to send two police cars to clear the way and send Zhang Shouyi safely to the hospital.
, Geng Jundi readily agreed, and personally drove Zhang Shouyi to the hospital in a police car.
Lin Kun was busy at the hospital. First aid had been arranged before Zhang Shouyi was sent. After the emergency doctor checked his condition, he directly pushed Zhang Shouyi into the ICU. The hospital also immediately sent a large number of doctors.
Expert consultation, after more than an hour of rescue, several nephrology experts walked out of the ward together. One of the people in charge said: "The patient's condition is not optimistic. The family members should be mentally prepared. The patient may be at risk at any time.
leave."
Xu Ying immediately collapsed to the ground, Zhang Chuchu also burst into tears, Zhang Dazhuang froze on the spot, He Cuihua didn't know who to comfort for a while, Lin Kun sat on the waiting chair with a solemn expression, Geng
Jun Di and a subordinate policeman were also at a loss. At this time, he asked one more question: "Doctor, is there no other way?"
Several hospital experts shook their heads and said: "The patient's condition is really serious, and he has been suffering from the disease for many years. It is no small miracle that he can survive to this day. You should be mentally prepared."
Another expert whispered: "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Geng Jundi immediately grasped a life-saving straw. Zhang Shouyi lying inside had nothing to do with him, but since he was Lin Kun's relative, he treated him as a relative.
Xu Ying, who was in deep despair and sadness, also raised her head and looked at the expert with expectant eyes. Zhang Chuchu also stopped crying, and Zhang Dazhuang suddenly came back to his senses. The whole family looked at the expert together.
, but Lin Kun was still sitting on the chair with a solemn expression. He knew what the expert was going to say.
"Unless Professor Song from our hospital is willing to take action, he has been retired for many years and has been sealed off."
"The sword has been sealed?" Geng Jundi said.
"How could he not save him even though he was about to die!" Zhang Chuchu said excitedly.
"Where is he? I'll go find him!" Zhang Dazhuang also said emotionally. Although his father has been ill for so many years and has dragged down the whole family to the point of collapse, the family is complete with a father. If he didn't
If he died, the family would also be broken up. The important thing is that his father has suffered a lifetime of hardships and can enjoy happiness just before his eyes. If people just disappear, then they will feel so sad and regretful.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in a white coat walked over from the end of the corridor in the distance. He had a white beard and white hair. As he walked, he put on a surgical hat on his head and put on medical gloves. When he saw this old man
Walking over, all the expert doctors had surprised expressions on their faces.
"Director Song!" Several experts from the hospital shouted to Song Jiacheng together, with extremely respectful tone. In their eyes, Song Jiacheng is definitely a well-deserved miracle doctor in the field of kidney disease treatment!
Song Jiacheng just nodded gently to these experts. Zhang Chuchu was the first to react and immediately rushed to Song Jiacheng, begging and saying: "Grandpa Dean Song, please save my dad! Please...
"
Zhang Dazhuang also rushed over and begged: "Dean Song, please..."
Geng Jundi also came to plead for mercy, and Xu Ying and He Cuihua also surrounded Songjiacheng. Songjiacheng was wearing a mask, so the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but his attitude could be seen through his eyes, which was very cold.
Lin Kun sat quietly on the chair. He looked towards Song Jiacheng. From the old man's cold eyes, he saw hope. He responded with a firm look. Song Jiacheng separated from the Zhang family who was blocking him.
, said sternly to the experts and doctors: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and prepare for the operation!"
These expert doctors were stunned at the same time. They wondered if they had heard wrongly. Dr. Song, who had been performing surgery for more than three years, was about to perform surgery. After a brief period of confusion, these people quickly came to their senses and began to work.
, for them, this is a rare and good opportunity to learn.
The operation was carried out in the ICU. As the clock on the wall passed by, the rustling sound of the pendulum seemed to rub in everyone's hearts every time. Geng Jundi had something to do and left. Xu Ying was powerless at this time.
Sitting on the waiting seat, she was the one who could not live without Zhang Shouyi the most. They had been dependent on each other for most of their lives. If this person suddenly disappeared from her life, she really didn't know how she would live tomorrow.
Zhang Chuchu kept lying in Lin Kun's arms and shedding tears, while Lin Kun held her hand and comforted her again and again: "Don't worry, your dad will be fine, Professor Song will definitely cure your dad."
of!"
Three hours later, the door to the ICU opened. Song Jiacheng was the first to walk out. His steps were obviously a little unsteady and he needed someone to support him to stand. Xu Ying, Zhang Dazhuang, Zhang Chuchu, and He Cuihua immediately surrounded him.
Go up and ask for information
However, Song Jiacheng didn't say a word, looking straight at Lin Kun. Xu Ying and Zhang Dazhuang seemed to have seen Song Jiacheng's thoughts, and took the initiative to step aside. Song Jiacheng was helped to walk towards Lin Kun, his forehead
Covered with damp sweat.
Lin Kun stood up to show his respect for the old doctor. Song Jiacheng said to him in a weak tone: "Boy, I have already saved you. Once you have a kidney source and replace it, you will almost recover. What I should do
I have already done what you promised me, and I hope you can fulfill your promise."
Lin Kun said gratefully: "Professor Song, don't worry. I, Lin Kun, have always been a man of my word. I will definitely accomplish what I promised you, otherwise God will strike with thunder!" Every word was spoken in a very sonorous tone.
Song Jiacheng nodded happily and said to the expert doctor who was supporting him: "Take me back to the office."
Zhang Shouyi was fine. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After feeling happy, Xu Ying asked Lin Kun: "Kunzi, what did you promise the old doctor?"
Lin Kun smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just to help him find his missing son. Don't worry, Auntie, I can do what I say."
Zhang Chuchu said: "Brother Lin Kun, I will go find someone with you!"
Lin Kun said: "Forget it, you little girl. Your dad is fine now. You should hurry up and prepare to go back to school. Then it will be real to get into a prestigious university."
Zhang Chuchu pouted and said gratefully: "Brother Lin Kun, thank you!"
Lin Kun immediately rolled his eyes at him, and Zhang Dazhuang, who also wanted to say thank you, rolled his eyes at him, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I'm being polite to you Brother Lin Kun, don't you treat your brother Lin Kun as an outsider?"
What?"
Xu Ying patted Lin Kun on the shoulder happily, "Kunzi, I won't say anything else, you are my biological son!"