Chapter 336: Ventilator

Liao Kai also informed Feng Tiancheng in time, and Feng Tiancheng knew that his son was convulsive again and foaming at the mouth. Quickly put down the things in his hand and rushed to the hospital. Strangely, how could the son suddenly be like this?

"Son, son, son, how are you?" Feng Tiancheng yelled when he arrived at the hospital.

"Feng Tiancheng!" Mo Long, who came back from going to the toilet, was extremely surprised when he saw Feng Tiancheng running towards the psychiatric department in a hurry, and thought, is he running here without anything?

"Where is my son?" Feng Tiancheng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Long's arm and asked in a hurry.

"How do I know where your son is?" Mo Long looked at Feng Tiancheng in surprise, why did he suffer from neuropathy?"Mr. Feng, are you a patient here?"

Liao Kai also informed Feng Tiancheng in time, and Feng Tiancheng knew that his son was convulsive again and foaming at the mouth. Quickly put down the things in his hand and rushed to the hospital. Strangely, how could the son suddenly be like this?

"Mr. Feng, the young master is in the first aid inside!" At this time, Dean Zhao Changde heard Feng Tiancheng's shouting voice, and hurriedly walked out of it and said.

"Old Zhao, how is Zihe?" Feng Tiancheng saw Zhao Changde coming out of it, and hurriedly ran forward to ask.

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, the young master is giving first aid inside. Zhao Changde said hurriedly.

"Ah, it's all first aid!" Hearing this, Feng Tiancheng was shocked, how could he have first aid. First aid, isn't that not far from death!" Lao Zhao, you must make sure that my son is okay, you must. How much money will it take to make sure he's okay, you say, I'll pay you back even if I go bankrupt!"

"Bang!" Listening to Feng Tiancheng's words, Zhao Changde was stunned for a moment, what is the amount of money to ensure that it is okay, if there is something, even if you move a mountain of gold, you have to die. Also, even if I go bankrupt, I will repay you? What should I do with the money for myself? Although Zhao Changde's attitude towards money is that the more the merrier, Feng Tiancheng's money is not something that can be asked for casually.

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, even if we fight for our lives, we will definitely do our best to cure the young master. Zhao Changde could only say this. Loyalty in times of distress is the wisest and most effective.

"Okay, if you can't be cured, you won't die. Feng Tiancheng said directly.

“...... Be. Zhao Changde was speechless for a while, he didn't say that sentence if he knew it, thinking that if his son really had a problem in this hospital, then maybe he would really find a killer to give them results.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room was pushed open, and an attending physician rushed out of it.

"Is Zihe dead!" Feng Tiancheng asked loudly after hearing it.

"Ah, no, Mr. Feng. Zihe, he hasn't died yet. The doctor just said.

"Smack!" As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he felt a hot slap on his face, and Zhao Changde glared at the doctor angrily: "How can you speak." The young master is blessed with a great life, he is born, how can he die!"

"Ah...... "The doctor has something important to report, but he didn't expect to be slapped by Zhao Changde, and his heart was on fire. "Yes, yes, the young master is born, not born, and he is blessed with great life. I thought to myself, if I don't let Lao Tzu say it, he will really die.

"You scolded me for not being human?" Feng Tiancheng said as he glared at the doctor.

"No, no, Mr. Fu, I, I'm not scolding you, I'm ......" The doctor didn't know what to say.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you don't treat the young master inside, why did you run out, be careful that I opened you!" Zhao Changde said sincerely in front of Feng Tiancheng again.

"I ......" The doctor was really crying, he came out to discuss something important, and it was related to Feng Zihe's life.

"Old Sun, have you found the ventilator? The young master is dying. Then another doctor ran out and urged.

"Ah, ventilator!" Hearing this, Zhao Changde was startled, looked at Lao Sun, and slapped Lao Sun in the face, "Do you want to kill the young master?"

I won't fart with you, Sun Mao is convinced!

"I ......" Sun Mao now wants to strangle Zhao Changde, he only knows to flatter and invite credit in front of Feng Tiancheng, and he doesn't do anything. "Dean Zhao, I, I just came out to say it, but it's just you...... That's right, because today there was a big truck crashing into a small car, and more than a dozen seriously injured people were sent at once, and there were very few ventilators left, so they were all used this time. There are no extra ventilators at all!" Sun Mao said in pain.

"Ah!" Hearing this, Zhao Changde was stunned.

"Paralysis, my son is going to die, and you still say that there is no ventilator, and there is no one who can't be pulled out of other people's hands!" Feng Tiancheng said angrily.

"Pull out someone else's!" Zhao Changde and Sun Mao, as well as the doctor who had just run out, were all shocked. There is also this, if you pull someone else's, what will someone else do?

"Yes, pull someone else's. Pull out other people's, how can the young master's golden life be comparable to others. Go pull it out!" Zhao Changde said. Feng Tiancheng is the emperor in his eyes, how can he be disobedient!

"Ah...... This ......" Sun Mao was speechless when he heard this, this is all right. "Then, Mr. Feng, Dean, who are we pulling?"

"Pull ......" Zhao Changde didn't know what to say, since he was on a ventilator, it must be extremely needed, if he pulled it out, what if the patient died?

"My son is so critical, of course he is the closest, go and do it, are you looking for death, go quickly!" Feng Tiancheng was going crazy.

"Yes! Mr. Feng!" Although Sun Mao felt that it was too despicable and shameless to do so, this was Feng Tiancheng's hospital, and who would dare to say no to him. He is what he says. Sun Mao and the doctor who ran out from behind hurriedly went out to do it.

Sun Mao and another doctor hurried to the psychiatric ward next door to Feng Zihyuk because he was on a ventilator. There was a white-haired old man lying in the ward, but he seemed to be very good, unlike other shriveled old men in their seventies and eighties, but now it was a little difficult to breathe, so he was on a ventilator.

"Old Sun, what should I do?" the other doctor asked, looking at Sun Mao.

"What should I do, Feng Shao over there is almost out of help, pull it out! And he is an old man, and it is estimated that there is not much to live. Sun Mao couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help it.

"Good. Anyway, even if something happens, we won't be the first to look for us!" said the other doctor, and the two of them stepped forward.

Sun Mao and the doctor came to the old man's side, looked at the ventilator, and paused, but thinking of Feng Tiancheng and Zhao Changde, he no longer hesitated, and began to pull out the ventilator.

Sun Mao started and tried hard, but he didn't pull it out. Because the ventilator is working normally, it is the same as the human respiratory system, and it is difficult to separate.

"You can help me. Sun Mao said to another doctor.

"Good. As he spoke, the other doctor also did the same, and both of them grabbed it at the same time, and then pulled it out hard.