Afternoon.

The First Hospital of Nanshan District.

Secretary Zang blocked the door of the ward, blocking all the cadres in the district who came to visit the patient.

Inside, Dr. Xu sold enough strength and gave Wang Anshi a massage treatment very carefully, and he couldn't wait to press the pain relief from head to toe.

But an hour passed.

Wang Anshi not only did not feel that his condition was relieved, but he became more and more painful, exhaling and inhaling as if a year had passed, and the pain was about to kill him.

Dr. Xu finished pressing the "Wang Shu", how do you feel? ”

Wang Anshi said angrily: "What kind of massage are you?" Sizzle! Why doesn't it work at all? ”

"You're sick." Dr. Xu knew that it would not have much effect, and said, "I should do surgery as soon as possible now, and the massage is really ......."

Wang Anshi grabbed his stomach with his palm and said, "Replacement!" You don't have a good doctor in the hospital! Sizzle! Just look for it from another hospital! "It's painful, and the tone is not polite or polite.

Half an hour later, the Tibetan secretary called and contacted the hospitals in Nanshan District, and finally several hospitals sent a team of experts to Wang Anshi for consultation, after laboratory tests, many experts gave the conclusion that surgical treatment was recommended, and then it was not possible, and the conservative treatment of infusion and medicine can also be used, but Wang Anshi did not listen, and did it with traditional Chinese medicine massage, and asked them to find a few massage doctors to treat him.

Tossed for almost an afternoon.

The massage doctor also changed three or four, but it didn't have any effect.

Wang Anshi got angry again, and the surnamed Dong relieved his pain in three or two strokes, and he didn't get sick again for three or four days, but how did these people do it? I still have a doctor's license! It's not as good as a half-baked doctor? After tossing for so long and not seeing relief?

The last old Chinese medicine doctor said to Wang Anshi: "If there is someone who can help you alleviate this disease, he must be an expert in Chinese medicine massage, you can find him again, we are really powerless." ”

A few doctors next to him were also a little silent.

Wang Anshi was silent, and he realized that Dong Xuebin's medical skills were so superb! If you don't want to take the risk of surgery, your disease can only be cured by Dong Xuebin.

The door to the ward suddenly opened.

"Uncle, how are you?" Wang Yuling, who rushed to get the news, pushed the door and came in.

Secretary Zang also followed into the ward, and other leaders were blocked by him, but Wang Yuling was the niece of the leader, and Secretary Zang would certainly not stop her.

Wang Anshi shook his hand, grabbed his abdomen and didn't speak, and the muscles on his face were spasming with pain.

A doctor next to him immediately told Wang Yuling about Wang Anshi's condition.

When the Tibetan secretary heard this, he was also a little anxious, looked at Wang Anshi, and he proposed: "Otherwise, the book is ......... Why don't you call Xiao Dong over? ”

Wang Anshi didn't say anything, and he couldn't get his face up.

Secretary Zang had no choice but to look at Wang Yuling, and the meaning in her eyes seemed to want her to talk to Dong Xuebin.

Wang Yuling saw Secretary Zang's expression, and immediately pulled her face down, "Secretary Zang, if you want to find Director Dong, I don't care if you go to call!" "When Wang Anshi wanted to move Dong Xuebin, Wang Yuling came over to intercede, wanting his uncle to slow down, and also said what to do if appendicitis occurs again, but Wang Anshi didn't take it seriously, and still moved Dong Xuebin regardless of it, and now he is sick again, so he remembers Director Dong's goodness? Wang Yuling felt that this matter was too fucked, anyway, she didn't have the face to tell Director Dong.

Middle Road, Renmin Street, Nanshan District.

Dong Xuebin drove towards his mother's school dormitory, and he came out of the street office at noon.

The first is to avoid the limelight, and the second is to let my mother invite Yang Zhaode, Dong Xuebin wants to invite Comrade Yang to dinner in the evening, people have helped him so much, as a junior, he always has to express his expression.

That's when the phone rang.

It was Zhou Yanru, director of the Party and Government Office, who called him, "Director, have you heard?" ”

"Huh? Heard about what? Dong Xuebin slowed down the car.

"There was an accident on the side of the district committee, and An Shi's book recorded the onset of illness, or appendicitis."

Dong Xuebin mentions it for the first time: "Oh? You elaborate. ”

Zhou Yanru told Dong Xuebin about it, and she only heard about it.

Dong Xuebin was happy when he heard it, Wang Anshi made himself angry? Fell in the district party committee office building? I was pulled into the hospital by an ambulance in the afternoon??

Nose should!

Dong Xuebin had expected that Wang Anshi's condition would recur in the past two days, and he originally planned to use reverse to relieve his condition for three or four days, and when the disease occurred again, Dong Xuebin would treat him for another seven days and half a month, so as to prove the latest chapter of seeking demons Dong Xuebin's medical skills, and secondly, to let Wang Anshi owe him a few more favors, so that Dong Xuebin could prepare for Dong Xuebin to lean on Wang Anshi, and pull the relationship with the leader closely, in order to stand in line. But now, apparently, it is not needed. Dong Xuebin was relieved, lit a cigarette in his mouth, and continued to drive forward with the steering wheel.

Ring ring, phone ringing again.

Seeing this number, Dong Xuebin frowned, he had the phone numbers of the main leaders in the district, and the secretary's number was naturally saved.

It was the secretary of the district party committee who called!

Dong Xuebin didn't want to answer, but after pondering, he still pressed the answer button, "Hey, Secretary Tibet?" ”

Secretary Zang's voice sounded on the other end, "Director Dong, what about you and the street office now?" ”

Dong Xuebin said lukewarmly: "I'm not here, what's the matter?" ”

The Tibetan secretary was a little displeased by his tone, but since he had something to ask for, he didn't show it, endured the fire, and said: "That's the case, Anshi's book is hospitalized for appendicitis, and the situation (the latest chapter of seeking demons) is dangerous, and the book asks me if you are free now, the last massage treatment, the book wants you to help him do it again." ”

Dong Xuebin felt that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?" ”

The Tibetan secretary repeated: "The book wants you to go to the hospital, you see? ”

You're kidding me, aren't you? Yes? Dong Xuebin laughed and laughed, and asked me to treat him? What did you do earlier? At the beginning, my buddy was kind enough to save you Wang Anshi, but what about you? Bite the hand that feeds one!

In a blink of an eye, he turned his face and didn't recognize people! Get down the knife and move me! Think of me now? And let me treat you? Oh! Healed you! Let you clean me up again? Suppress me? Do you turn your face again and don't recognize anyone?

Grass! Lou is sick, me!

If it is an ordinary person, after tearing his face with the secretary of the district committee, all he thinks about is how to repair the relationship, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity, but Dong Xuebin is not an ordinary person!

You've got me in the back! Do you still want me to treat you?

Get out of your mother's light! What does it matter to me whether Wang Anshi is dead or alive!?

Dong Xuebin said coldly: "I am a cadre of the street office, and I am not from the Health Bureau, what disease will I treat?" Are you looking for the wrong person? ”

"You ......"

Without waiting for him to say anything, Dong Xuebin hung up the phone directly!。