In the ICU ward of the National Tertiary Special Hospital in Kyoto, a tall old man in a gray tunic, about sixty or seventy years old, asked a middle-aged doctor in a white coat with a majestic expression, "Zhu Chengguang, half a month ago, you patted your chest and said that you could cure Xiaoxue's illness, and now you told me that you can't do anything, are you making fun of me?" ”

"Chief...... Xiaoxue's condition is indeed unexpected, and there may be elements of misdiagnosis......" Zhu Chengguang explained carefully while wiping the cold sweat on his forehead. As the president of the country's only tertiary special hospital, and also the deputy director of the Insurance Regulatory Bureau, although he usually has unlimited scenery, he has to be obedient like his grandson at the moment, because the old man in front of him is one of the only founding fathers of the Republic, and he is the kind of real power. Such a character will be unlucky if he says a word.

"Misdiagnosis? Is this how you treat your patients? If so, I don't think you, the deputy director of the Insurance Authority, are qualified. The old man's face was full of anger, and his deep eyes were staring at Dean Zhu tightly.

"Yes, yes...... The chief's lesson is right. "Zhu Chengguang didn't dare to come out, for fear that the person in front of him would be angry and let his future be finished." Chief, I heard that there is a Renkang Hospital in Dongjiang City, which is very good, it is opened by a medical family surnamed Chen, and it has a lot of research on incurable diseases, why don't I contact it? ”

"First-class experts at home and abroad can't do anything, but hospitals in second- and third-tier cities can?" The old man's majestic tone was questioning.

Zhu Chengguang looked very knowledgeable, "Chief, although they are hospitals in third-tier cities, they are also among the top three, maybe they have studied Xiaoxue's illness." After finishing speaking, he muttered vigorously in his heart, no matter what, first move the disaster eastward, at least don't let Xiaoxue die here, otherwise the entire hospital will be unlucky. Even if it is a lie, people from other hospitals will take over.

The old man pondered slightly, "You go and get in touch, if this matter is not done well, don't sit in your dean's seat." "Being in a high position all the year round, how could Zhu Chengguang not see through this careful thought.

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Chengguang's thoughts that had just risen were immediately dispelled, and he nodded with a bitter face: "Yes, chief." I rushed to Dongjiang City at dawn. After saying that, he hurried out of the room, and the old man's eyes that seemed to penetrate everything were too uncomfortable.

Zhu Chengguang left, the old man sighed helplessly, in fact, he didn't believe that there was a hospital in Dongjiang City that could treat his granddaughter's illness, after all, the top experts at home and abroad had seen it, and they shook their heads. And this is the only three-special hospital in China, with the best equipment and experts in the world, but it still can't ...... But the granddaughter's illness is getting worse and worse, and it can be said that her life is on the horizon, can you watch her die? Even if there is a glimmer of hope, it must be fought for.

On the hospital bed, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was lying there with her eyes closed, her body full of various tubes. With a delicate nose, a small cherry mouth, and long eyelashes, although her face is pale and bloodless, there is no doubt that this is a little beauty. The old man beside him had a loving look in his eyes.

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