At about six o'clock in the evening, a car stopped in front of the inpatient building of the People's Hospital, and a middle-aged man in a suit pushed the door open and instructed the driver: "Little horse, you go to the city government guest house to open a room and stay first, and I will call you for anything else." ”

"Director Zhong, you're back!" The middle-aged man took the elevator to the floor where the intensive care unit was located, and when he walked to the door of the intensive care unit, Liu Zhongming, who was waiting outside the intensive care room, saw the middle-aged man and immediately greeted the other party warmly.

When the middle-aged man saw Liu Zhongming, he immediately stretched out his hand and shook Liu Zhongming, and asked Liu Zhongming anxiously: "Dean Liu! Good evening! My father's illness has bothered you, how is my father's condition now?"

"Director Zhong, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws that we humans cannot escape, we have tried our best for the old secretary's illness, although Xiao Chen has stabilized the old secretary's illness with a silver needle, but he can only extend the life of the old secretary for twenty-four hours at most, you better quickly inform your younger brothers and sisters, and rush back to Jiangcheng to see the old secretary for the last time!" Liu Zhongming heard the middle-aged man's inquiry, and hurriedly gave a general introduction to the middle-aged man's situation.

On the way back to Jiangcheng, Director Zhong had already learned from Liu Zhongming that his father had reached the point of running out of oil, but he was halfway there, and he was inevitably a little lucky in his heart, hoping that a miracle could happen, and the result was that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When Director Zhong heard Dean Liu's introduction, a lost expression appeared on his face, and he asked in a heavy tone, "Dean Liu! My dad is in that hospital bed, I want to go and see my dad first!"

When Liu Zhongming heard Director Zhong's inquiry, he replied, "Director Zhong! The old secretary is in the intensive care unit, please come with me." ”

Director Zhong followed Liu Zhongming into the intensive care area, through the glass window, Director Zhong saw his father lying motionless on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on his head, remembering the bits and pieces of being with his father in the past, there was a sour feeling in his eye sockets, so he instinctively wiped his moist eyes with his hands, and asked Liu Zhongming: "Dean Liu!

Liu Zhongming heard Director Zhong's inquiry, felt Director Zhong's frustrated mood, subconsciously shook his head, and replied apologetically: "Director Zhong! I'm sorry! We've done our best!"

"When the old secretary was sent to our hospital, the pupils had dilated, and the doctors in our emergency department thought that the old secretary could not last tonight, and then I contacted Xiao Chen, and he rushed to the hospital to diagnose the old secretary, and gave the same result. ”

When Director Zhong heard Liu Zhongming's introduction, he asked Liu Zhongming suspiciously: "Dean Liu, is the Dr. Xiao Chen you are talking about, is it Chen Tianlin, director of the oncology department of your hospital? Can you give me his contact information, I would like to give him a call, thank him." ”

When Liu Zhongming saw Director Zhong asking him for Chen Tianlin's contact information, he immediately realized that Director Zhong must still be holding on to luck, and realizing this, Liu Zhongming opened his mouth and replied: "Director Zhong! You guessed right, I am talking about Xiao Chen, who is Chen Tianlin, the director of the oncology department of our hospital, and his mobile phone number is 139 ......!"

When Director Zhong learned of Chen Tianlin's contact information, he immediately took out his eldest brother from his bag and quickly pressed Chen Tianlin's mobile phone number.

This time, Lin Yaxuan went out to shoot and left the two children at home, in order to assist his mother in taking care of the children, Chen Tianlin put away the entertainment outside and went home early every day to help his mother take care of the two children.

When Director Zhong called Chen Tianlin, Chen Tianlin had just put the two children to sleep and returned to his room from his mother's room, but he had just walked into the room and took his bath towel to prepare for a bath, when his mobile phone rang suddenly.

"It's so late!Who will call me?" Chen Tianlin heard the mobile phone ringing, which made him can't help but mutter, then walked to the bedside table, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, saw that it was a group of unfamiliar big brother numbers, put the mobile phone to his ear, and asked politely: "Hello! I am Chen Tianlin!

"Hello, Director Chen! I'm Zhong Xianghua from the Provincial Department of Culture, and I'm really embarrassed to take the liberty of calling you so late. As soon as Chen Tianlin's words fell, a middle-aged man's polite voice came from the phone.

When Chen Tianlin heard the other party's self-introduction, he immediately remembered that when Liu Zhongming was on the phone at noon, he had mentioned the title of Director Zhong, and immediately remembered who the other party was, and replied politely: "Hello, Director Zhong! You called me so late, don't you know what is going on?"

When Zhong Xianghua heard Chen Tianlin directly mention his rank, he immediately understood that the other party knew who he was, and at this time, he stopped beating around the bush with Chen Tianlin, and said, "Director Chen! The reason why I called you so late is specifically for my father's business. ”

"I heard Dean Liu say that if you hadn't hung my father's life with a silver needle, my younger brothers and sisters and I would probably never have been able to see my father's best side again, so on behalf of my whole family, I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to you......!"

"Director Zhong! Saving lives and helping the injured is originally our doctor's duty, and this is what I should do, so there is no need for you to call me for this matter. When Chen Tianlin heard Zhong Xianghua's words, he was very moved but knew very well that Zhong Xianghua called him, definitely not just to say thank you, he knew Zhong Xianghua's purpose, and he didn't wait for Zhong Xianghua to finish speaking, and politely interjected to interrupt Zhong Xianghua's words.

If someone suddenly interrupted Zhong Xianghua on weekdays, Zhong Xianghua would definitely be dissatisfied because of this, but Zhong Xianghua did not rise at this time, because Chen Tianlin was his father's last life-saving straw in his mind, and in the face of Chen Tianlin's polite answer, Zhong Xianghua asked Chen Tianlin with an expectant face: "Director Chen! You are an expert of the National Health Bureau, you must have a way to cure my father's illness?"

When Chen Tianlin heard Zhong Xianghua's inquiry, he thought of the patient's condition, and replied apologetically: "Director Zhong! I'm sorry! Your father is not in a coma due to illness, but his bodily functions have completely failed, but it is just the law of life that we humans can't escape, please forgive me for not being able to do anything!"