In the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jiangcheng Central Hospital, Tang Qingsheng was lying alone on the bed for infusion. The two plainclothes men who sent him there dropped the two red tickets and left immediately. After completing their mission, they would not keep any more money.
Even the bottle of water was not enough. Fortunately, a doctor recognized this well-known rich man in Jiangcheng, so he advanced the medical expenses and notified the Tang Group.
When Tang Guobin and Xu Qing arrived, people from the Tang Group arrived at the hospital first. All the treatment expenses had been paid, and all the best drugs were used. However, Tang Qingsheng hadn't woken up yet. He was not only suffering from heatstroke and coma.
So simple.
The attending doctor was an old Chinese medicine doctor over fifty years old. He helped Tang Qingsheng take his pulse and stood up. He turned around and looked at the two brothers seriously, and asked in a low voice: "Which of you is the patient's immediate relative?"
Tang Guobin quickly stepped forward and said, "I am his son, and he is my biological father." Xu Qing also stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I am his godson, and there are no outsiders here."
The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at Tang Qingsheng on the hospital bed and said in a low voice: "The patient suffered internal injuries before the heatstroke. If the congestion is discharged using traditional Chinese medicine, it will take a long time to regulate, which can be as little as ten days and a half, or as much as a year."
For half a year, surgery with Western medicine will be much faster, but the patient's current physical condition is very poor, and the risk of surgery will be greater. The choice depends on your wishes."
"How could you be injured internally?" The two brothers asked the same question in unison, their eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
The old Chinese medicine doctor felt like an old goat being stared at by two tigers. His calves could not help but tremble. Big beads of cold sweat flowed down the wrinkles on his cheeks. He trembled twice and said: "The patient should be admitted to the hospital before he is admitted to the hospital."
He has been beaten. Western medicine does not require X-rays and cannot be seen on the outside. Traditional Chinese medicine can detect the pulse. Internal injuries are more difficult to treat than skin injuries. He needs to use drugs and acupuncture to slowly drain the congestion from his body before he can be cured..."
Tang Guobin's eyes flashed sharply, and he waved his hand to interrupt the old Chinese medicine doctor: "I ask you now, how long will it take for people to wake up?"
An embarrassed expression appeared on the face of the old Chinese medicine doctor, and he murmured: "It may be very soon, or it may take a few days, it depends on the patient's own recovery ability." Some people wake up from heat stroke shock when pinched, and some are induced.
With cerebrovascular disease, it is normal for the latter to be comatose for several days, and may even be life-threatening if not treated in time.
After hearing that his godfather had suffered internal injuries, Xu Qing used his clairvoyant eyes to scan his body. Sure enough, he found a lot of pimple-like congestion in his body, as well as several tissue contusions. Although the congestion was widely scattered, it was difficult to remove it.
What a difficult thing, it can be avoided in a year and a half, it may take a quarter of an hour.
Doing what he thought of, Xu Qing quickly walked to the hospital bed, suddenly stretched out his fingers to touch Tang Qingsheng's dark hole, stretched out his palms and gently pressed them on his godfather's chest, exercising his righteous yang energy to collect the congestion in his body.
, and then discharge it from the mouth.
"Using Chinese medicine is less dangerous than using Western medicine. Using drugs to improve the patient's own immunity is the fundamental cure..." The old Chinese medicine doctor was still discussing medical theory with Tang Guobin, but suddenly he turned around and saw Xu Qing pressing hands in front of the hospital bed.
He pressed his hand on the patient's chest, his expression suddenly changed, he pointed at Xu Qing's back and asked urgently: "That godson, what is he doing?"
Tang Guobin turned his head and glanced at it, and said calmly: "He is using Qigong to heal our father's injuries. A little bruise is nothing, but the guy who hurt our father must pay the price!"
"Qigong?" A suspicious expression appeared on the old Chinese medicine doctor's face, and he whispered: "Sorry, what I just said was in vain. Are you sure that your godson really knows Qigong?"
Tang Guobin curled his lips and said: "Of course, if there is anything strange about Qigong, I can do it." He had great trust in Xu Qing's healing methods. Treating such minor injuries was just a piece of cake for a semi-sacred warrior.
, what made him angry was that the gang of idiots in the task force dared to attack his father. This debt must be recovered with interest.
Gudong! A stream of congestion has already reached Tang Qingsheng's mouth, and he swallowed it again. Xu Qing grinned and retracted his palms. The congestion was swallowed and reached his stomach. There is no need to bother anymore. It can also add some nutrients after digestion.
, and nothing was wasted.
After all his internal injuries, Tang Qingsheng regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the familiar face in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "You're here, I haven't been beaten in a long time."
, this meal is really damn real.”
Xu Qing quickly stretched out his hand to help his godfather sit up, and whispered: "What else do you feel uncomfortable about? I will help you calm down."
Tang Qingsheng smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "My whole body is sore. I was caught and tortured by those guys from the task force without realizing it. If you hadn't acted quickly, I don't know if you could have endured it. Fortunately, I survived."
Xu Qing stretched out his palm and gently rubbed his godfather's back, and asked in a low voice: "You are a serious businessman, why did those brats from the task force arrest you and torture you?"
Alas! Tang Qingsheng sighed and said: "It's not because of the incident at Longhu Villa. At that time, Wu Debing asked for land. I can't refute his golden face! Now that people are down, all kinds of troubles will come!"
The secretary of the Jiangcheng City Party Committee made a golden request to buy the land in Longhu Villa, which undoubtedly gave Tang Qingsheng a lot of face. A business tycoon like him naturally knows what to do. Fortunately, he went through all the procedures when selling the land and paid a lot of money.
Although it was a preferential treatment, we also got real benefits. This transaction was a win-win situation at the time. Unexpectedly, someone would try to overthrow Secretary Wu just after he fell. Maybe this was the result of the rejection of the wall!
Xu Qing seemed to understand something. This time his godfather suffered a loss because of the case of Zhiyan Dog Industry. Some people wanted to use the topic to change the political scene of Jiangcheng. Some people were happy and some were sad. Political changes are often cruel. You can
Think of it as a war without smoke.
"The two main criminals of Zhiyan Dog Industry have escaped. It is really not easy to catch them. The guys in the task force need to be beaten. I promise that the guys who hit you will be beaten hard and their big teeth will be knocked out!"
Xu Qing gritted his teeth, already planning to vent his anger on his godfather.
Tang Qingsheng shook his head and said: "Let's forget about it. Sometimes you take the biggest advantage when you suffer a loss. It's better to figure it out than anything else."
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "We can't just let this matter go. You just need to rest well and recover, and leave other matters to Brother Tang. It will definitely be handled properly."
Tang Qingsheng shook his head and said: "This matter happened because of me, and it should be solved by me. I hope they won't come to me again after this incident. In fact, when I sold Longhu Villa to Secretary Wu's son, I
I just thought about today and all the possible situations that could happen. To be honest, I am quite satisfied with the result."