Chapter 390: Critically Ill
Although Guan Weihao and the patient did not mean to urge, considering Mr. Guan's background, the identity of the patient he introduced was probably not simple. So seeing that more than ten days have passed, Yang Yonghui's affairs should be almost over. Dean Liang hesitated for a long time, and then called Yang Yonghui to find out.
Of course, he didn't dare to urge, and Dean Liang explained the situation vaguely.
If Yang Yonghui really doesn't do the same thing, Dean Liang won't have much to do.
promised Dean Liang that he would return to the hospital as soon as possible, and after hanging up the phone, Yang Yonghui suddenly realized that it had been almost half a month since he returned home and focused on cultivating immortals.
It's time for the hospital to work.
If you really want to become an immortal, you will naturally be unrestrained. But since he is still halfway through his cultivation, some stumbling blocks in the world cannot be avoided.
Moreover, although the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill is still short, many of the high-end abilities and means in it can be used to cure diseases and save people.
He already had a feeling that he couldn't wait to verify it.
"Stinky boy, I've been back for less than half a month, and I'm going out again!"
Mother Yang complained unexpectedly.
Yang's father defended his son according to the usual practice: "Men should take advantage of their youth to go out and have a look and wander around." What can you do if you stay at home all day? ”
"He's good enough. Feng Shui masters, pet trainers, and instructors for soldiers in the army...... Don't say I don't know, it turns out that you kid knows so many things! Why is it just three minutes of heat, and you can't do anything for long? When you come back this time, you actually say that you are a doctor in a hospital in Maoqin City? You can see a doctor? Why did I, a mother, never know?"
Father Yang was actually just as curious, but he still protected his son: "Okay, okay, my son is older, and he always has his own secrets." As long as he doesn't go the wrong way, why do you care so much. ”
"Okay, you're right, you're right, okay. Mother Yang rolled her eyes, of course she wasn't really dissatisfied with her son.
"I'm still stunned for what to do, I want to go quickly. I became a doctor, and I sneaked home and was lazy for half a month, and I was not afraid that the hospital leaders would have opinions. ”
Of course, Yang Yonghui would not say that the director of the hospital would never dare to have an opinion.
said goodbye to his parents, Yang Yonghui didn't have to pack anything, just turned around and left.
Before leaving, I also went to the community management area to find General Manager Shen, and told him to explain some of the places to pay attention to in the construction of the new villa area selected by him in the back mountain, and if there are any things to pay attention to, call him at any time.
explained clearly, and Yang Yonghui really left.
The First People's Hospital of Maoqin City.
"Dean, what is the condition of my husband, can you please give me an accurate word?"
A middle-aged woman pulled Dean Liang with a worried look on her face.
She was plainly dressed, emaciated, haggard, and full of sadness and worry.
Originally, her family of three had a plain life, not as rich and rich as other people's families, but they were also warm and sweet, and harmonious.
The middle-aged woman herself works in a garment factory, while her husband works in a restaurant. The couple earned hard-earned money, but they lived a solid life.
The daughter has also grown up, graduated from college, came out to work, is very appreciated by the leadership, and her monthly salary is more than the two parents combined.
Seeing that the hard days were finally coming to an end, where did I think that suddenly a catastrophe would fall from the sky.
When the husband was helping out in the kitchen of the restaurant, an accident happened without warning.
I don't know which guy is doing things frizzy and making the ground full of oil. Her husband accidentally slipped on his feet, and not only did he fall, but he also knocked over a pot of hot oil on the stove, sprinkled himself, and ignited the flames.
The people in the kitchen hurriedly put out the fire for him, and rushed him to the nearby First People's Hospital of Maoqin City, where he immediately entered the hospital's emergency room.
Until now, no one has come out.
Dean Liang struggled slightly, but did not break free of the pull, and had to let the other party pull his sleeve.
"We have explained to you many times that the patient has second-degree severe burns, with 30% of the burns. The most important thing is that the patient also has a history of hypertension, and the accident caused a cerebral hemorrhage, which is very critical, and now the experts and professors in our hospital are doing their best to save it. ”
Li Chifen, a middle-aged woman, said: "We all know this, and we are also grateful for the doctors' efforts to save us. But...... But you've all given critical illness notices, then, my husband......"
As she spoke, the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing, and her voice was choked, and she couldn't go on.
She was accompanied by two young women, one was her daughter, Kwan Su-ri. The other is Guan Suli's classmate and friend Liu Guiqin, who came to play with her, but happened to encounter such an accident.
Seeing that her mother couldn't talk anymore, thinking of her loving father lying inside, Guan Suli's eyes were also red.
"Dean, I know that the First People's Hospital of Maoqin City has tried its best to come. But my father's condition did not improve, and he was even given a critical illness notice, so we thought about taking him to the provincial capital hospital......"
"No!" Dean Liang frowned and shouted in a deep voice.
"The patient had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was in critical condition. Bumps and bumps on the way to the hospital, it is easy to be life-threatening!"
"But if you don't transfer to the hospital, you can't give my dad a chance!"
Guan Suli was in a hurry, and she didn't care if it would hurt the hospital's face, so her words rushed out.
Dean Liang was a little annoyed in his heart, and his face was embarrassed, but he quickly suppressed it.
Although this is not the fault of the First People's Hospital of Maoqin City, it is also a fact that the consultation team composed of many experts and professors has not been able to come up with an effective treatment plan so far.
The patient's family doesn't care about the process and the difficulties, they only look at the results.
If the disease cannot be cured, and the patient is not allowed to be transferred to a large hospital in the provincial capital for treatment, it is inevitable to be angry and anxious.
Dean Liang can understand.
However, you really can't transfer to another hospital!
The patient's condition is already very critical, and if he is transferred to the hospital at this time, he will not be sent to a higher level of hospital, but directly to the Netherworld.
Liu Guiqin on the side suddenly interjected: "Since you can't transfer to the hospital, can you contact other doctors who are more intelligent and come to the hospital to see patients?"
Guan Suli's mother and daughter's eyes lit up, yes, this is a solution, why didn't I think of it!
Dean Liang was not as excited as they were.
"We have contacted the First People's Hospital of Quang Nam Province, and they have agreed to send a few relevant experts to come over and consult and treat the patient. However, considering the specific situation of the patient, there is also the equipment condition of our First People's Hospital of Maoqin City......"
(End of chapter)