Director Zhao seemed to have been slammed on the head, and the whole person was stunned, and after a moment, he rushed out in a panic.

At the door of the emergency room, Mrs. Zhao cried out, hugged Director Zhao's arm and said, "What should I do?" What should I do? Lao Zhao. ”

"It's okay, what Master Gao said is just a minor illness!"

"It's still a little sick, it's out of gas."

Director Zhao was in a state of confusion at the moment, and he just muttered in his mouth: "No, what the master said is just a minor illness......

At this time, a nurse came out and said to Director Zhao: "The child's breathing has temporarily recovered, but the vital signs are very bad, and the doctor said that he may suffer respiratory failure again at any time, so let me tell you first, the child is critically ill!" You should go to the hospital for surgery and transfer to the pediatric department for emergency treatment. It's more suitable to treat children over there. ”

At this point, both of them were stupid.

Mrs. Zhao cried and said, "Old Zhao, what the young man surnamed Xiao said is right, the child is really in great trouble, otherwise, I will go to him and ask him for advice, right?" ”

Hearing that the child was critically ill, Director Zhao was scared stupid, but at this time, she was willing to try any way to save her son, nodded and said, "Okay, you ask the driver to send you there immediately." Hurry! I called the babysitter to go to the hospital for surgery! ”

Mrs. Zhao immediately called Director Zhao's chauffeur to drive her to the train station.

It's dawn at this moment. There was no one in the square anymore, and Mrs. Zhao also knew about this fortune-telling street, so she drove directly to the alleyway, and saw the window glass of the car through Guò at a glance, and the neon billboard read "Global Intractable Disease Medical Consulting Co., Ltd."

"This is it." Mrs. Zhao anxiously opened the car door, walked quickly to the door, calmed her mind, and then knocked on the door as politely as possible. There was no movement, and he knocked a few more times before Xiao Ying's voice came: "Who?" ”

"Master Xiao, hello, I am the wife of Director Zhao of the Construction Bureau, we met in the oncology department last time, and you still pointed me out, do you remember? Please open the door, I have something urgent to ask for. ”

"Wait."

The voice inside sounded very indifferent, and Mrs. Zhao estimated that the other party was still angry about what had happened before. I secretly thought in my heart that I would beg him well after a while, and it would be better to give him another sum of money.

But I came in a hurry just now, and I didn't bring my wallet. Mrs. Zhao hurriedly turned around, returned to the car, and said to the driver, "Did you bring any money?" Lend me some first. Back to you. ”

The driver quickly took out his wallet, took out all the money in it and handed it to Mrs. Zhao. There were about two or three hundred dollars, most of which were change.

Mrs. Zhao frowned and said, "That's it?" ”

The driver was embarrassed, smiled and said, "I didn't know how to use money, so I took these with me." Why don't I go back and get it? ”

"Forget it!"

At this time, Xiao Ying had already opened the door, and Mrs. Zhao hurriedly trotted to the door, and said to Xiao Ying with a smile: "Master Xiao, we were wrong before, I apologize to you, and I also apologize to you for our old Zhao." You're right, my son is really seriously ill and is now being rescued. Please Master Xiao ignore the villain, look at the child's pitiful sake, point me out, and save my son's life. This is a little meaning, it came in a hurry, and if it is not enough, it will be made up next time. ”

After that, Mrs. Zhao handed all the money in her hand to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying didn't answer, and looked at her lightly: "I'm sorry, I can't help you, go back!" ”

"Master Xiao, I apologize to you, as long as you save my son, I will definitely repay you with a good life, and tomorrow I will thank you heavily and give you a big red envelope."

"It's useless to have a big red envelope, you didn't do what I told you before." Xiao Ying sighed, "Your son is dead now. ”

Mrs. Zhao seemed to be a stick on the head, and the whole person was stunned, and after a moment, she looked at Xiao Ying in a panic: "Master, you ......, what are you talking about?" ”

"Just now, your son is dead, you better go back and take care of the aftermath!"

According to the medical records, Director Zhao's son Zhao Quan died of illness at this point in time.

After Xiao Ying finished speaking, he didn't look at Mrs. Zhao again, turned around and went into the house and closed the door.

Mrs. Zhao wailed and cried, and quickly got into the car, and the car sped back to the hospital. She ran all the way back to the oncology department and heard her husband, Director Zhao, crying in despair.

Mrs. Zhao cried and rushed to the emergency room, but Director Zhao rushed out of it crying, and the two almost collided together.

Director Zhao roared like crazy: "I'm going to settle accounts with this old thing Gao Deduan!" It was he who said that my son is fine, but now that he is dead, I will settle accounts with him! ”

As he spoke, he rushed into the doctor's office, grabbed the phone, and dialed the landline of Gao Deduan's house.

Gao Deduan's sleepy voice came from the microphone: "Hey, which one?" ”

"Gao Deduan! You old and immortal bastard, didn't you say that my son was free of illness and disaster-free, and that even a minor illness would be cured quickly? Didn't you say that my son would live a long life? My son is sick and dead now, what's going on......? ”

He heard a busy tone coming from the receiver, and Gao De turned the phone on the other side of the phone.

"This dog dares to detain my phone!" Director Zhao called again, but no one answered.

Obviously, the so-called fortune teller Gao Deduan knew that he had made a big accident and did not dare to answer Director Zhao's call again.

Director Zhao was in a hurry, and he felt a pain in his chest, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly came over and cried and helped him: "You are still sick, go back to the ward first." I'll take care of my son's funeral. ”

"What happened to my son?" Director Zhao muttered to himself, "The master surnamed Xiao is the real master, he calculated that our son will have a catastrophe within three days, I ......, I didn't listen to his ......, oh my God!" I killed my son! God, I killed my son......! cough cough cough,"

Director Zhao coughed violently while hitting his head with his hand.

The nurse from the oncology department, who had been accompanying her, quickly found a wheelchair, supported the director in the wheelchair, and pushed him back to the ward.

Seeing Director Zhao's violent cough, Mrs. Zhao's heart was pinched again, her son could not be resurrected after death, but her husband's illness must be saved.

Mrs. Zhao leaned over and whispered in Director Zhao's ear, "Early tomorrow morning, I will ask that Master Xiao to give you guidance." He is a living immortal, as long as he is willing to help, your illness will be fine. ”

Director Zhao finally stopped coughing, wheezing, looking at his wife weakly, his voice was hoarse and crying, and said, "My illness is ......, isn't my disease a benign tumor?" It's no problem after surgery, what else do you need guidance? Are you lying to me...... ”

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly said: "Benign tumors are also tumors, in the end, it is surgery, it would be much better if you got the guidance of the master." This time, you have to listen to me, I will beg him, it's a big deal to spend more money. ”

Director Zhao has been deeply blaming himself for not listening to the fortune teller Xiao Ying, so that he delayed his son's illness. Now I heard my wife say that she also needs the guidance of this master for her illness, so she nodded and said, "Okay, you bring more money, and you must find a way to make friends with these masters." He's the real half-immortal! ”

At this moment, Director Gao arrived and sighed when he learned that Zhao Quan had died. Immediately, the lumbar puncture cerebrospinal fluid bone marrow test report of the laboratory department was also sent, Director Gao took the report and looked at it, suddenly frowned, and said to Director Zhao: "Your son's disease is trichinosis, and the test report found the larvae of Trichinella." ――Has your son eaten anything uncooked? ”

Director Zhao looked at Director Gao with some puzzlement: "What is the condition of Trichinella?" ”

"It is a parasitic disease that lives in raw or undercooked meat, and can cause disease once it is eaten."

Director Zhao said: "It's impossible, our nanny cooks all cooked, not to mention raw meat, even half-cooked meat." ”

Mrs. Zhao said: "It may be that the child eats at school, and there is some barbecue in front of their school, where he likes to eat." I've gone to pick him up and seen him several times. ”

"You bastard! I know why you didn't stop it, your son was killed by you! ”

Mrs. Zhao covered her face and cried, sobbing and saying, "It's me who is not good, it's all my fault,"

Director Gao sighed: "Not all barbecues have parasites, and there is a certain degree of chance. However, half-cooked meat is best not to eat. Alas! If you know in advance that the child has eaten this kind of meat, you should do a lumbar puncture to extract brain fluid for testing, and you can confirm the diagnosis, and the right medicine can be cured. It was diagnosed too late! ”

Mrs. Zhao said to Director Zhao with tears: "Master Xiao reminded that once the child is sick, ask the doctor to immediately do a lumbar puncture to extract brain fluid for testing, it is that Gao Deduan, he misled us with nonsense, otherwise we would have listened to Master Xiao's words, and our son's illness would have been found out a long time ago, and my son would not have died." ”

Director Zhao slapped himself hard and said, "It's all my fault, I believe in Gao Deduan's bastard too much, he is a deceitful god!" "Mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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