Chapter 827: What's the Use of Chinese Medicine!

"Expert Zhao, is my father-in-law's condition improving?" asked Hu Richang nervously while standing aside, he couldn't read the instrument data, but he could clearly see Liu Yuanbai's increasingly blue face.

"I'm not particularly optimistic, if it goes on like this, I can only use the equipment to forcibly continue my life, and no one dares to say how long it can last. ”

The attending physician shook his head, although they were very reluctant to say so, but the fact was that Liu Yuanbai's situation was far beyond their imagination, and it could even be said that there was only a very small probability that he would survive.

"Is there any other way?" Hu Richang's arms kept trembling.

"It's not for the time being, it's estimated that it can last for two or three days, and now the only hope is to see if the Chinese Medicine Association can think of a way, if even they can't do it, then there is no chance." The attending physician sighed.

"Traditional Chinese Medicine Association?" Hu Richang smiled bitterly, at this time, it is impossible to count on Chinese medicine, or rather, this is not a way at all.

"Yes, the above has notified the Chinese Medicine Association yesterday, I hope they can come up with a way, but don't be too optimistic, the course of Chinese medicine is very slow, and when they are diagnosed and find a way, I'm afraid Chief Liu won't be able to last until that time." The attending physician recorded all the data and walked out of the ward helplessly.

Hu Richang looked at his father-in-law lying on the hospital bed and lost his mind, if it wasn't for Liu Yuanbai's help over the years, he would not have been able to sit in today's position, in his heart, he had long regarded Liu Yuanbai as more important than his biological father.

After a while, Hu Richang took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Aiqin's phone.

"When are you coming back?" Without saying much, Hu Richang's tone was dry and hoarse, as if a few simple words had exhausted all his strength.

"The plane has two hours to take off, and I can go back at noon tomorrow!" At this time, Liu Aiqin was on a business trip in Xinlanxi, and after knowing that her father was seriously ill, she immediately quit her job and prepared to take the nearest flight back to Longjing.

But the nearest flight still has two hours to take off.

"Just now, the attending physician said that our father's situation is not optimistic, and he may not be able to survive. Hu Richang kept sighing, and when he saw Liu Yuanbai's increasingly blue face, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Isn't it already stabilized?" Liu Aiqin exclaimed in the airport, it was precisely because her father's condition was stable that she chose to go abroad on a business trip.

"The day before yesterday suddenly deteriorated, and now I can only rely on the machine to maintain life, the attending physician said that there is no way, and the only thing I can count on now is to see if the Chinese Medicine Association can come up with a good treatment. Hu Richang turned his head to look outside the ward, where several doctors were discussing fiercely.

"What's the use of Chinese medicine?!" Liu Aiqin didn't care about the strange eyes of the other people at the airport, and shouted loudly, "Why don't I contact foreign doctors and let them fly to Huaxia to save our dad now!"

"There are some abroad, and there are also in the military hospital in Longjing, the conditions are the same, it is useless for you to invite anyone, Western medicine has no choice, now I hope that Chinese medicine can have a good prescription!" Hu Richang persuaded, Liu Aiqin thought of everything, he had already thought of it yesterday, if it wasn't really no way, he wouldn't believe in Chinese medicine.

"Wait for me to go back!" Liu Aiqin was a little emotionally broken, and after hanging up the phone, she lay on her suitcase and cried.

Holding the mobile phone that was already ringing, Hu Richang stood in a daze, not knowing what to do, people always have life and death parting, but when it happened in front of him, no one could accept it.

Just as he was in a daze, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

"Who are you?" the attending physician put away the data in his hand and asked Zhou Weiguo, who was at the forefront.

"My name is Zhou Weiguo, and my father is Zhou Qiyong, the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, and a member of our association, Shi Chen. Zhou Weiguo pointed to Shi Chen and introduced.

"Do you have any solutions?" Hu Richang pushed away several attending physicians who were blocking the door, and rushed to Zhou Weiguo, even if he knew that even if Chinese medicine had a way, it would be difficult to work in a short time, but at a critical time, it was better to be a dead horse than a live horse doctor.

"Are you, Shi Chen?!" Hu Richang was a little surprised when he saw Shi Chen.

"There is no way for the time being, but I can let Shi Chen go in and have a look, maybe there will be a turnaround. Zhou Weiguo continued.

"You?"

Several attending physicians looked at Shi Chen, if the person who came was an old man with white hair and fairy bones, then they could accept it, but the person standing in front of him was clearly a young man who was less than thirty years old.

"Little Divine Doctor, go see my father!" Hu Richang suddenly remembered that Shi Chen had saved his brother-in-law in the hospital, so he immediately grabbed Shi Chen's arm and walked to the ward.

"Wait a minute, what evidence do you have to prove that you are Zhou Qiyong's son?" Several attending physicians glanced at each other, all standing at the door to block them.

They didn't believe that such a young person could do anything, so they subconsciously thought that it might be that the reporter of the news came in to inquire about the situation, and before Liu Yuanbai was treated, the upper echelons and the hospital side repeatedly explained that they could not let the reporter interview.

After the attending physician spoke, the ten armed soldiers standing in the courtyard stepped forward, raised the guns in their hands, and aimed them at Shi Chen and Zhou Weiguo.

"Put down your guns, you don't know the situation, this little miracle doctor once saved my brother-in-law with terminal cancer in the hospital in Donglai Province, this time he is out, maybe my father can really have a turnaround!" Hu Richang said anxiously.

"Cured of terminal cancer?" As soon as these words were spoken, several attending physicians laughed directly.

What is the disease of terminal cancer, which can almost be said to be incurable, and can be cured by a young man under the age of 30? This is simply a fantasy!

"This is my ID card, you can go and investigate!" In desperation, Zhou Weiguo took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to the attending physician who was blocking the front.

"It's surnamed Zhou, but I'm not sure that you are the son of President Zhou Qiyong, you should go and report to the hospital and the upper echelons first, and agree to let you in, we will definitely not stop you!" the attending physician glanced at his ID card and continued.

"Don't make a mess here, if you delay my father's best treatment time, none of you can afford this responsibility!" Hu Richang raised his voice a little when he was anxious.

"**, this is really unbelievable, how can he cure a patient with terminal cancer, and the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, how could he send such a young person to see Chief Liu?" walked out of the soldier with a relatively high rank, and whispered to Hu Richang.