Chapter 64: You Hurt Me So Much
The First People's Hospital of the city. ICUγ
"Heart compressions, 3 cycles, fast. β
"Open the airway, artificial respiration. β
"Rescue was ineffective. Carotid pulse, no spontaneous breathing. β
"Immediate defibrillation. β
"Ready, start, electricity. β
"Defibrillation failed, energy increased by 50J, ready for the second time. β
"Start, electricity. β
Outside the ICU, Mayor Pan, Gao Xingping, Dean Zhao and others stared at this scene, and everyone had sweat on their foreheads. Miss Zhang clenched her teeth even more and bit her lower lip.
Thankfully, the second defibrillation was successful, and the line on the ECG monitor began to fluctuate.
The door opened, and a doctor walked out.
"How?" asked Miss Zhang anxiously.
The doctor replied, "Mr. Zhang's heartbeat has recovered, but his heartbeat is seriously abnormal. There is a high probability that cardiac arrest will occur again within a short period of time. β
"How long is this short time?"
"A few minutes to an hour or two. And after the next cardiac arrest, there is a very high probability that the defibrillation will fail. β
"What do you mean?"
"Please be prepared for the worst. β
Miss Zhang covered her mouth and collapsed. She screamed uncontrollably, "You keep saying that there are experts in this area in Jinghai City who can relieve my grandfather's pain. As a result, my grandfather was in pain, but he was going to die. He's going to die. β
"Who will bear this responsibility?
Mayor Pan's face was pale, Xingping was even weaker, and his whole person was shaky.
Miss Zhang roared, "Call all your so-called experts over, quickly." β
Gao Xingping took out his mobile phone, made a call, and urged a few words. Soon, President Zhang of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine ran over with three old Chinese medicine doctors, sweating profusely.
Xing Xingping looked at Dean Zhang expectantly, this was his last hope.
But after learning about the specific situation, Dean Zhang shook his head directly: "I'm sorry, our hospital can't do anything." β
Miss Zhang screamed uncontrollably, "No one can save my grandfather?"
"Yes!" Dean Zhang said, "The step light song of the Guiyuan Chinese Medicine Museum." If there is anyone in Jinghai City who can save Zhang Lao, it must be Bu Qingge, and there will definitely be no one else. β
As soon as Dean Zhang said this, Mayor Pan was overjoyed and immediately said, "Then what are you waiting for? β
Xingping's face changed instantly.
Miss Zhang sneered: "How can I please? Bu Qingge has been sent to the detention center by your secretary. How did he get here?"
Mayor Pan said angrily: "What the hell is going on?"
Happy Ping complained bitterly in his heart, and now, he can only bite the bullet and say: "Bu Qingge does not have a medical qualification certificate. Last month, the mayor issued three directives at the city's medical management work conference, the second of which is to crack down on unlicensed medical practice. This is also to implement the spirit of the meeting, and I want to catch a model, so I detained Bu Qingge. β
Dean Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "I understand Bu Qingge's situation, although he is young, he is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his medical skills are extremely high. We are doctors, and what doctors want is to treat diseases and save lives, what can a mere qualification certificate prove?"
Gao Xingping retorted: "The traditional Chinese medicine industry has always been mixed, and it must be regulated. β
Dean Zhang was not easy to argue with him, and said: "A month ago, Sun Zhengyuan, the doctoral supervisor of Sanxiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the first batch of 'Chinese medicine of the country', won the title of 'National Traditional Chinese Medicine', and Bu Qingge competed in medical skills. That time, Sun Lao lost, and Bu Qingge won. β
Miss Zhang was shocked: "Impossible! Mr. Sun helped my grandfather see a doctor, his medical skills are extremely clever, how could he lose to a hairy young man?"
Dean Zhang replied, "Old Sun can't do anything about your grandfather's illness, but he is singing lightly?"
Miss Zhang was speechless. She regretted it in her heart, and after knowing that Bu Qingge was practicing medicine without a license, she subconsciously regarded Bu Qingge as a doctor in the rivers and lakes, so she didn't come forward, and let Xingping take people away.
With remorse and hatred, Miss Zhang said angrily: "Secretary Gao, at that time, I wanted to ask Bu Qingge to come over, but you forcibly escorted him into the police car." If my grandfather can't pass this hurdle, I'll just ask. β
Xingping was frightened and was about to argue, when Mayor Pan shouted: "Enough!"
Looking at his secretary, Mayor Pan's eyes flashed with regret: "If this matter is me, I will give Bu Qingge a chance to atone for his sins." He can make meritorious contributions, and his merits and demerits are offset by his demerits. He could not make meritorious contributions, and I arrested him on the spot. But look at you, just shirking responsibility, and don't think about how to solve the problem at all. How can you succeed if you're so irresponsible?"
Xingping said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, the leader taught me that I was confused." I immediately called the detention center and asked them to send Bu Qingge quickly, no, I asked Bu Qingge to come over. β
Mayor Pan sighed: "I hope it's still too late." β
And at this time, the detention center.
After making the transcript and changing clothes, Bu Qingge was sent to the inspection room. As soon as he entered, no one raised his head, and said coldly, "Take off your clothes." β
Bu Qingge asked stupidly, "Do you want to take off your coat?"
"No, it's all naked. β
There was a man in his thirties in the examination room who was doing a medical check-up. It was obviously the first time he had been in such a place, and he was a little shy. He was naked, in a very awkward position, holding his eggs with both hands. A prison guard was cracking his mouth open and shining a flashlight inside.
After some inspection, the prison guard patted his hand: "Let go, hurry up." β
The man hesitated for a few moments, then let go of his hand.
The prison guard grabbed his bird, pinched it twice, and mocked, "It's so small." β
The man's face turned red.
The prison guard slapped him on the thigh: "Turn around and pout your ass." β
The man refused, and after being urged a few times, he had no choice but to obey.
The prison guard shouted: "Break it with your own hands." β
After looking at it twice, the prison guard took out a long thing made of glass, stuffed it hard, and turned it a few more times. The man jerked his head up and let out a terrible scream, almost jumping up.
The prison guard patted his buttocks: "What is it called, okay." β
The man's face flushed, and he limped to the side.
The prison guard shouted, "Next." β
Bu Qingge swallowed, and he was the only one left in the inspection room.
The prison guard urged: "What are you doing in a daze, take off your clothes." β
Bu Qingge swallowed his saliva and shook his head in a panic.
I'll go, and suffer this humiliation. My personality, my dignity, is there anything else? I can't die like this.
Why don't you break out and kill it?
But the armed police outside have guns.
The prison guard smiled: "Yo, so young, no wonder you can't let go." It's okay, you'll know if you stay here for a few days, what kind of personality, what dignity, in the detention center is a fart. For a prisoner, dignity or something is too luxurious. β
The two people who escorted him in were not so good-tempered, and shouted: "Get out of here, three counts, otherwise coercive measures will be taken." β