The Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Ruijin Hospital are both located in Puxi, and Liao Wenen got down from the office, got into his chauffeur's car, and it didn't take long to come to Ruijin Hospital.

When he came to the door, he had already seen Ye Chen standing at the door waiting. Just now, that Director Tian just thought that Ye Chen was just pretending to make a phone call, so naturally he couldn't invite anyone else to come.

It can be said that the hospital cannot force the patient to stay in the hospital, but in the face of Song Ji's special situation, the hospital has the privilege to force him to stay, naturally to ensure Song Ji's personal safety.

In particular, Ruijin Hospital, which is still one of the top hospitals in Shanghai's top three hospitals, is more powerful, and there is no other way to call the police.

However, Ye Chen did not call Lu Jing to come over again to help, but called Liao Lao to come over. When Liao Lao got off the Mercedes-Benz, Ye Chen's eyes looked over and found that Liao Lao still looked red and refreshed.

"Old Liao, you're here!" Ye Chen walked over and said.

Seeing that Ye Chen really didn't feel angry because of that incident, Liao Lao finally put his mind at ease, looked at him and asked, "Xiao Ye, who is this?"

Liao Wenen was referring to Song Fugui next to Ye Chen, and he also followed.

"Old Liao, this is exactly what I want to say, Song Fugui, the father of the vegetative patient. Ye Chen introduced.

After Liao Lao and Song Fugui greeted each other, after they got acquainted, Song Fugui could see that Liao Wenen might have a great background. In such a situation, he was naturally not afraid that Ye Chen would deceive him.

"Xiao Ye, if I were in the hospital, I wouldn't have sent the patient away like this. Especially in the case of Song Ji, if there are other stricter situations at that time, the hospital will worry about the patient's family and put the blame on the hospital!" Liao Wenen said.

He has been working in the affiliated hospital for so long, and at the same time he can be regarded as a leader, so he naturally knows some opaque rules between doctors and hospitals, and also knows that some patients' family members will have medical troubles. Now Director Tian of Ruijin Hospital has such thoughts and practices, which is normal.

Liao Wenen first asked Song Fugui to take him over to see Song Ji's situation, and when he entered the ordinary ward, he smelled the complicated smell of medicine and heard the noise inside, Liao Wenen frowned.

Looking at Song Fugui's dress, knowing that his family background is not good, and Song Ji's situation has been so long, in this case, Ruijin Hospital can only be arranged here in the ordinary ward.

According to Liao Wenen's thoughts, Song Ji's situation is the most in need of a quiet place for treatment. However, the environment is even worse when it is so noisy and there are other patients and their families inside.

The three of them came to the innermost ordinary hospital bed and stopped, Ye Chen said: "The one on the hospital bed is Song Ji, this is Song Ji's mother Liu Lanfang!"

Liao Wenen looked at Liu Lanfang and nodded, and then gave Song Ji some checks. For example, the condition of the eyeballs in both eyes, the nose, the mouth, the appearance of the skin, and the pulse, and finally confirmed that Song Ji's condition is a severe vegetative condition.

In traditional Chinese medicine, he classifies this category as deep coma or severe coma, which belongs to the kind of long-term coma. Now, according to Liao Wenen's treatment method, he is not sure that Song Ji will wake up, let alone a fifty or sixty percent possibility.

"Xiao Ye, are you really fifty or sixty percent sure that he will wake up?" asked Liao Wenen after putting the white sheet on Song Ji's body, looking at him.

"Not bad!" Ye Chen said.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll take you to the director of Ruijin Hospital, and dare to stop you when you see it!" Liao Wenen said.

He knew very well that if Ye Chen was really able to treat this vegetative person, it would really be a miracle of traditional Chinese medicine.

When he and Ye Chen came out of it, Song Fugui didn't follow him again, because he knew that it was useless for him to follow the past, and Ye Chen asked him to wait here with peace of mind.

Obviously, Liao Wenen had been to Ruijin Hospital before, so he knew where the director's office of Ruijin Hospital was.

Along the way, the two whispered as they walked, and Liao Wenen asked, "What method are you going to use to treat Song Ji's illness?"

"Using acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine, if it has the right effect, it should take half a month to make him wake up!" In fact, this is Ye Chen who has increased the time a little to ensure the effect of the treatment, if it takes a short time, it may be a week.

When the two came to the door of the president's office of Ruijin Hospital, Ye Chen looked up and saw a sign on the office that read: "Ruijin Hospital President's Administrative Office." ”

Ye Chen stood at the door and knocked on the door, and soon, a young woman in a skirt came out of it and asked, "Excuse me, is there something wrong with the two of you?"

"Hello, we're here to find Dean Zhao!" Ye Chen said.

"I'm sorry, Dean Zhao is very busy right now, and he may not have time to greet you!" Ye Chen didn't know that, but Liao Wenen knew it very well.

If you want to say whether a dean is really busy, some times it will be like that. However, most of the time, I just read the newspaper and drank tea. Even the manuscripts written by the dean in a meeting are written by the secretary.

Liao Wenen said: "My name is Liao Wenen, and I came to discuss some things with Dean Zhao!"

Liao Wenen is very famous in the Chinese medicine community in Shanghai, not only the vice president of the Shanghai Typhoid Fever School, but also the vice president of the Shanghai Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Ye Chen and Liao Wenen didn't rush in, after all, they didn't know what Dean Zhao was doing inside, and it wouldn't be good to rush in suddenly without permission.

Not long after the two stood at the door, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit and leather shoes, who looked a little thin, walked out of it, and saw that he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, dressed up, and had a kind of polite temperament.

When Zhao Changkai heard the secretary say that Liao Wenen had arrived at the door in person, he felt very strange, because under normal circumstances, someone would call to inform him first.

Now that Liao Wenen has arrived in person, he naturally hurriedly came out of it. Sure enough, at the door, in addition to seeing Liao Wenen, I also saw another young man.

"Old Liao, why did you come here in person?" Zhao Changkai stretched out his hands, grabbed Old Liao's hands, and asked enthusiastically.

"Dean Zhao, I'm coming to look for you, there is something I want to discuss with you!" Liao Wenen said.

Liao Wenen is more than 20 years older than Zhao Changkai, but Liao Wenen is very famous in the medical community in Shanghai, the typhoid faction, and the Shanghai Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, although they are not official organizations, but in the Chinese medicine community, they are very important. Therefore, when facing Liao Lao, Zhao Changkai was naturally very enthusiastic.

After letting the two of them in, the female secretary personally brought two cups of tea to Liao Wenen and Ye Chen, Ye Chen and Liao Wenen sat on the sofa, Ye Chen's eyes glanced around the office, and found that Ruijin Hospital was indeed a tertiary hospital, and even the director's office was so luxurious, and the office of the township hospital was not comparable at all.

"Old Liao, what is there to discuss with me? If it's just a trivial matter, just give me a call, and I can help you solve it at any time!" Zhao Chang said with a smile.