The old doctor hurriedly took the note, and repeated it in his own words as it had been written. It's just that he repeatedly emphasized that this was something that several of them came up with together to study the medical records, and he never mentioned the fortune teller.

Director Gao on the other side of the phone fell into deep thought, and said for a long time: "What is the attitude of the patient's family towards the operation?" ”

"Well...... the patient's family has been asking for surgery, and just now they came to Director Zhang to report that even if her husband died on the operating table, he would still ask for surgery."

"Since that's the case, let's find out by caesarean section. However, it is important to explain the risks of the surgery to the family and ask the family to sign it. ”

The old doctor hurriedly agreed and deducted the phone. hurriedly ordered to go to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang had previously used the excuse of going to the ward round, but in fact, it was to hide from Aunt Tian. After searching for a long time, I found him in the garden below.

The old doctor made up a lie, saying that it was possible that the patient's family had found Director Gao and asked for surgery, and Director Gao agreed, and immediately performed surgery and laparotomy to explore whether there was a misdiagnosis.

Director Zhang was a little unhappy, snorted and said, "This is very irresponsible!" - Since he said he wanted to open it, let's open it! ”

"And who's going to have surgery?"

"Of course it's me, I'm the patient's attending doctor! Who else can be blamed for? But you have to testify to me that it was his surname Gao who asked for this, and if he really wants to investigate it in the future, I will not be responsible! ”

Director Zhang said angrily, and at the same time quickly returned to the oncology ward and ordered to prepare for surgery.

When Director Zhang put the operation consent slip in front of Aunt Tian with a gloomy face, repeatedly told her about the consequences of the operation, and emphasized that her husband was likely to die on the operating table, Aunt Tian still signed without hesitation. It was the last straw that she had no choice.

The nurse pushed the unconscious Aunt Tian's husband Zhuo Daqi into the operating room, the lights in the operating room were on, and Aunt Tian had been standing outside the operating table and waiting anxiously. Her parents-in-law are also together, and they are also very anxious, which is their last hope. They were really afraid that the doctor would come out and say, "I'm sorry, we've done our best." "Then they're going to collapse outside the operating table.

I don't know how long it took for the lights in the operating room to go out.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and several nurses pushed the patient out, and there were large and small infusion bottles hanging on the cart, and the infusion tube extended under the patient's quilt, and in the observation window of the infusion tube, the liquid was slowly dripping down.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Tian's heart suddenly ignited hope. -- If the husband dies, there is no need for any more infusions. Now it turns out that the husband is still alive!

Her heart was filled with great joy at once, and she cried out with joy, and threw herself over to hold the cart, and saw her husband's thin face and half-opened eyes.

"Dad! Can you hear me? ”

Her husband Zhuo Daqi didn't know whether he heard it or subconsciously moved, and his eyes blinked slightly.

The nurse on the side smiled and said, "The operation was successful, don't worry, the patient needs to rest." Don't disturb him yet, he's going to be fully awake until tomorrow morning, and he'll need an all-night escort tonight. ”

"Okay, okay, thank you doctor, thank you doctor!"

Aunt Tian wiped her tears and kept thanking, regardless of the fact that she was only facing a nurse, and she didn't see the doctor who did the operation come out.

When Aunt Tian accompanied her husband back to the intensive care unit, she walked out of the operating room with the tired surgeon Dr. Zhang, anesthesiologist and several operating room nurses.

Dr. Zhang walked to the door, stopped, slowly looked up at the ceiling, inhaled hard, and slowly spit out.

Knowing that the operation was over, the old doctors in the doctor's office hurriedly came to the door of the operating table, saw Dr. Zhang who was stunned, and asked nervously, "How is it?" I heard from the nurse that the surgery was a success, what happened? Is it really ......? ”

Director Zhang nodded heavily, sighed and said, "No cancerous tumors have been found. It's just duodenal ulcer bleeding. Alas! We did misdiagnose ......"

Director Zhang got a lot older, and returned to the office with heavy steps, and several other doctors followed behind, but no one dared to speak.

The doctor's office was quiet, and after a long time, Director Zhang seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "What about the note?" Where is it? ”

The old doctor hurriedly took out the note and handed it to him.

Director Zhang slowly read it several times before slowly putting the note on the table, sighed again, shook his head and said, "It's all right, the fortune teller is all right!" Fortunately, Director Gao agreed to perform the operation, otherwise, the patient would have lost too much blood and died, and then my sin would have been great. ”

"You can't be blamed for this, Director Zhang, even the doctors in the capital misdiagnosed, and we can only blame our medical technology for not being advanced enough, and it is these instruments that deceive our eyes."

"It cannot be said that instruments are dead and people are alive. In fact, without these instruments, we can think of the real cause of the disease if the patient has severe anemia. Alas! After the surgery, I have been reviewing myself repeatedly......"

As soon as he said this, a person came in from outside the door, it was Aunt Tian, with tears on her face, she first bowed to Dr. Zhang to express her gratitude, and then asked, "Dr. Zhang, is my husband cancer?" ”

Director Zhang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not cancer, the fortune teller you invited is right, your husband is bleeding from duodenal ulcer, I have already done the corresponding surgery, and your husband will recover soon." ”

Aunt Tian grinned and said thank you vigorously.

Director Zhang looked at her: "The person who pointed you out is really a fortune teller?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's a young fortune teller, wearing sunglasses and a suit, and he wants to rent one of my shops, probably to open a fortune teller!"

Aunt Tian seems to be quite proud of knowing such a magical fortune teller, and she is also very glad that she can get the guidance of this master at the most critical moment for her husband.

Director Zhang listened to Aunt Tian's words, and subconsciously had an impulse to visit this magical fortune teller to express his gratitude. However, he quickly dispelled this idea, although he was curious about how the fortune teller could calculate such an accurate medical problem, but in his capacity as the deputy director of the oncology department of the Tangtang Provincial Hospital, which had received a formal higher education, he would be a big joke if he asked a fortune teller for advice.

So, he shook his head, sighed again, and sighed in his heart: The master is in the people!

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After Xiao Ying came out of Aunt Tian's snail snack shop, he still returned to the open space where the stall was set up before, put the white cloth sheet on again, and continued to sit cross-legged.

Director Long and the old lady still stayed in the shop to talk to Aunt Tian. The long-sleeved fortune teller, who had been gossiping in a weird manner, and another fortune teller left the stall and came over.

The long-sleeved shirt fortune teller sneered and said, "How? Blow it out for others, right? ――Fortune telling is not as easy to make money as you think, so let's stay cool! ”

Xiao Ying still turned a deaf ear, sitting there cross-legged, looking like a master, ignoring their cynicism at all.

The more Xiao Ying ignored him, the more angry the two fortune tellers became, raised their voices, and spoke more unpleasantly.

At this moment, Director Long, who was listening, shouted loudly not far away: "Xiong Xueguang, do you want to cause trouble?" ”

The two fortune tellers hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw Director Long rushing over angrily with a fat body, so he shrank his neck and took two steps back in fright. The long-sleeved fortune teller smiled wryly and said, "No, we didn't cause trouble, so I asked him what the fortune telling was." ”

"What's the matter with you? I warn you Xiong Xueguang, if you want to find fault on this street, don't blame me for being rude. ”

"How can it? Sister Wang, how dare I make trouble on your land? Hey, hey, hey,"

The long-sleeved fortune teller sneered and turned around to leave, but Xiao Ying opened his mouth unhurriedly: "Your name is Xiong Xueguang, right?" People from Wupu Village, Tongbai County? ”

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