When Liu Zheng saw that Lei Jianfeng had brought Xu Jia to the hospital, he was very angry.
But he smiled evilly, because he had already called Dean Zhao on the way back.
Half an hour ago……
"Hey, Dean Zhao, I want to report something to you. This meeting basically ended in failure..."
Liu Zheng called Dean Zhao in the ambulance with a serious face to report.
"Failed? What do you mean?"
Dean Zhao attaches great importance to this seminar. If he still cannot develop a solution to diagnose Xue Lao's condition, he will be expelled.
Not only the Xue family, but also Chinese medical and health executives have also paid attention to this matter.
Even if no punishment is imposed at that time, he will be forced to resign under various strong pressures.
"The experts who came did not focus on studying Mr. Xue's condition at all. At that time, there was a patient in the hotel who needed emergency treatment. I believe that you, Director Zhao, know my medical skills very well... I said that we must follow the procedures, otherwise we will make mistakes, but we
Vice President Lei actually would rather trust a barefoot doctor than me. Alas!"
Liu Zheng sighed, feeling helpless.
"Xiao Liu, your medical skills are recognized by everyone. You have contributed a lot to the medical career of our Second Hospital for so long. I will ask Vice President Lei later, so you can rest assured."
Dean Zhao comforted him softly.
Dean Zhao is a very gentle person and cherishes talents, especially medical doctors like Liu Zheng who studied abroad and came back to serve the motherland with inspiration.
So even when Liu Zheng published many papers that slandered traditional Chinese medicine and was criticized by traditional Chinese medicine scholars, Dean Zhao would come out to lend a helping hand.
After all, the Second Academy needs talents like him who dare to fight and fight hard. If he leaves in a fit of anger, it will definitely be a huge loss.
"Ha!" Liu Zheng sneered, "Vice President Lei didn't let me rescue the patient, but let a quack doctor randomly administer acupuncture. The patient has not yet arrived at the hospital. I'm really afraid that the patient will be in that quack doctor."
The best time for rescue was delayed in our hands. If something went wrong in our hospital later, it would be troublesome."
A medical incident is the most terrifying thing, and it involves many things.
Not only does it affect the doctor's personal honor, but it also jeopardizes the public's perception of the hospital.
Once a medical incident occurs, the fuss made by the patient's family is enough.
Upon hearing what Liu Zheng said, Dean Zhao couldn't help but frown secretly.
"What? A wandering doctor? Is Lei Jianfeng crazy? Don't worry, Xiao Liu, I will investigate this matter and give you justice. But patient, you have to worry about it. All examinations will be done when you come back. We
It’s not about money, but the patient can’t make any mistakes, otherwise it will damage the reputation of our second hospital.”
Dean Zhao said implicitly, but there was another layer of mystery hidden in his words.
…
"Xiao Liu, Mr. Xu and I are going to the eighth floor. If anyone is looking for me, just ask him to call me. If he can't get through, just ask him to wait."
Lei Jianfeng didn't even realize that Liu Zheng had complained in advance, so he took Xu Jia into the hall and told Liu Zheng.
"Okay, I understand." Liu Zheng was very surprised. The eighth floor was the intensive care unit, and the entire floor was under secret security. Outsiders didn't know who lived in the intensive care unit, but he, Liu Zheng, knew it all.
"Are they going to go to the eighth floor to see Mr. Xue? If that kid really makes a mistake and diagnoses Mr. Xue's condition, wouldn't he have no chance? No! I have to think of a way!"
Liu Zheng had seen Xu Jia's miraculous skills in treating patients, especially the bone-breaking technique he mentioned, which was even more miraculous.
He immediately took out his cell phone and called Dean Zhao.
At this moment, Lei Jianfeng took Xu Jia into the elevator and pressed the button to go to the eighth floor.
When they arrived on the eighth floor, they walked towards the ward together. There were two men in black suits at the door. They stood upright and looked like they were trained masters.
There are expert guards in the intensive care unit. Even if Lei Jianfeng didn't mention it before, the identity of the person staying in it must be very special.
"Hello, this is my ID."
Lei Jianfeng walked up to the man in the black suit and handed the ID to the man. The man looked seriously and took it, looked at it, compared it with Lei Jianfeng himself, and then handed it back to Lei Jianfeng's hand.
Then he looked at Xu Jia and asked, "Who is he? Does he have any ID?"
"This is my master. Mr. Xue's illness depends entirely on him."
Lei Jianfeng replied respectfully.
The guard at the door was startled and couldn't help but glance at Xu Jia.
They have been in the hospital for a long time, and they all know what kind of person Lei Jianfeng is.
He has a certain status in the medical field in China and has a high reputation. Otherwise, Mr. Xue's illness would not have allowed him to be the leader of the treatment team.
It is really surprising that he brought such a young man with him and claimed to be his master.
"Wait a minute, I need to contact our captain and Boss Xue."
The guard at the door replied very responsibly. He took out his satellite phone and dialed a number and whispered a few words.
After a while, a neatly dressed man walked out of the intensive care unit. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he looked like a master of internal strength.
He walked up to Lei Jianfeng and said in a low tone, "Mr. Lei, is this really your master? Is he too young?"
Before Mr. Lei could speak, Xu Jia laughed and said to the man who came out: "You have been suffering from liver disease for ten years, and you are close to the symptoms of cancer. You have injured your calf, to be precise...
It was a gunshot wound. You probably didn’t follow the doctor’s instructions for rehabilitation at that time. You still have rheumatic pain in your calf from time to time. Am I right?”
After hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. His calf injury was generally known to his comrades, but his liver disease was hidden from everyone. He was Mr. Xue's personal guard and had been with him for decades. Because he often had to perform special tasks,
Got this disease.
It was finally found out that he was afraid of leaving the army, so he didn't tell anyone at all. However, the young man in front of him, whom Mr. Lei called his master, actually knew his condition just by looking at him. It was amazing.
"You..." The middle-aged man glanced at Xu Jia warily, admiring him in his heart, but this kid accidentally revealed the secret he had deliberately hidden, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, and then looked at Lei Jianfeng,
"You two, come in and talk to me."
When Xu Jia and Lei Lao walked in, the middle-aged man explained something in the ears of the two guards, probably warning him not to tell others about his liver disease.
Xu Jia and Lei Lao were taken to a room. The middle-aged man closed the door smoothly, turned around and walked to Xu Jia, "How did you know that I have liver disease?"
"Haha, the most important thing for us doctors is to look, hear, ask, and understand. You don't have enough confidence when you speak, and your complexion is not right, and your qi and blood are deficient..."
Both the middle-aged man and Mr. Lei were shocked. They could determine the specific cause of the disease just by listening to the patient's words.
Or they think that only miracle doctors in myths can do it.
"I advise you to receive treatment immediately. If you delay for one more night, your life will be in danger."
Xu Jia warned him.
"But I..." the middle-aged man thought for a moment and did not continue, "Since your medical skills are so good, can you help Mr. Xue take a look? He has been lying in bed for several years."
The middle-aged man had been following Mr. Xue for decades, and Mr. Xue took good care of him. The relationship between the two was a great comradeship that arose in the 1960s.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was deliberately changing the subject, Xu Jia smiled and said, "I will see Mr.
Alleviating the worsening of the condition.”
Xu Jia turned his head and said to Lei Jianfeng.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man cupped his hand and expressed great gratitude to Xu Jia, "Thank you. My name is Hong Gang. What is your surname?"
"My name is Xu Jia. If it weren't for the delay, your condition would not be as bad as it is today. Therefore, you must take the prescription I prescribed for you on time. After this course of treatment is finished, Mr. Lei will
Call me, and I will prescribe another prescription for you. After eating, follow my instructions to increase your internal strength, and you will naturally recover."
Xu Jia told him in detail.
When Hong Gang heard Xu Jia say the words "increasing internal strength", he was shocked again, "Do you know that I am cultivating internal strength? I am indeed an expert."
Xu Jia shook his head and said with a smile: "I can't be called an expert. I'm just interested in internal strength. After you take two of my prescriptions, I will teach you a method to cultivate internal strength."
"Okay, thank you."
Hong Gang nodded heavily to express his gratitude.
"You're welcome, please take us to see Mr. Xue."
After hearing this, Hong Gang nodded and made a gesture of invitation.
Everyone walked to the door of a room. Hong Gang took out a card and swiped it on the access control device, and the door opened automatically.
The space inside is very large, with a layout of three bedrooms and one living room, unlike a ward.
This is a high-end VIP suite specially prepared by the Second Hospital for Mr. Xue. Ordinary people cannot enjoy such treatment.
At this moment, there was a servant in the room, wiping Mr. Xue's body and arranging the quilt.
The servant was young and very beautiful. When she saw someone coming in, there was a sharp light shining in the corners of her eyes.
"Hong Gang, what do these people do?" the woman asked warily.
The security work is very good, and even the servants are hidden masters. Xu Jia believes that if he fights with this servant, he will not be able to gain any advantage in one or two moves.
"These two are doctors, here to treat Mr. Xue."
Hong Gang replied to the maid.
After hearing this, the maid nodded with relief.
There is no need to question Hong Gang's words. His loyalty to Mr. Xue is obvious to all. Back then, Hong Gang almost sacrificed his own life and took thirteen bullets for the old man. It was a miracle that he survived.
After being allowed to approach Mr. Xue, Xu Jia put his hands behind his back, walked to Mr. Xue's bed, and took a breath of cold air. He really didn't expect that his condition was so serious.
Mr. Xue's face was pale, his breath was wandering, and his eyelids were heavy, as if he was about to die.
The causes of Hong Gang's and Lei Jianfeng's illnesses can be determined by bone-breaking techniques, but unlike Mr. Xue, it is difficult to diagnose the illness just by looking at it.
Being bedridden all year round has caused severe weakness in the internal organs of the body.
The Xu family gave a slight bitter smile, grabbed Mr. Xue's hand, and pressed it on the pulse... (To be continued)