Chapter 379
The young basketball boy suddenly turned pale and did not dare to respond.
Qin Fei walked forward at this time and said, "He is heart failure caused by the backflow of qi and blood, so hurry up and send him to the hospital."
The doctor in white coat nodded in agreement when he heard this: "Yes, the symptoms of the preliminary examination are like this, but the cause is still uncertain. Young man, are you very good? Which school did you graduate from?"
Qin Fei shook his head: "I'm not a student."
Yin Chuqing next to him quickly said, "He is a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at Rongcheng University."
Hearing Yin Chuqing's words, the old men and women around him all shouted and looked at Qin Fei in surprise.
The locals in Rongcheng all have the deepest impression of Rongcheng University, and they don’t remember it so deeply, such as the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Finance.
When they heard that Qin Fei was a professor at the university, they all gave thumbs up.
At this time, the doctor in the white coat said, "Which fool said he wanted to drink Zhengqi water just now, it was really harmful. This old lady has a backflow of blood and blood, so drinking Zhengqi water is even more serious."
The old men and mothers around him pointed their finger at the basketball youth who were narrating the voice-over and said one after another—
"You stupid boy, don't take a random look if you don't know how to treat a doctor. You almost killed Mr. Jiang."
"Look at you who are pretty and speak without thinking at all."
"That's right, can you afford to kill someone?"
When he heard that Qin Fei was actually a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at Rong University, the young basketball man suddenly turned red as if he was a monkey's butt. With the old man and aunt next to him constantly swearing, he could only leave with his head shrank and he was so sad.
At this time, the ambulance from West China Hospital also arrived and picked up the old man.
Those who looked down on Qin Fei before praised him at this time and asked Yin Chuqing: "Miss, is this your boyfriend? It's so amazing. You are a professor of traditional Chinese medicine at such a young age."
They have no idea about the word professor and think that as long as they are professors, they are very good.
Yin Chuqing's face turned red, and she could only nod her head silently, not commenting on it.
She walked to Qin Fei and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Fei, is that old man really okay just now? Why do I feel that he looks very serious?"
Yin Chuqing's heart was very delicate, but she still saw something wrong with the old man.
Qin Fei nodded helplessly and said, "The old man's body is already fast."
He is going to strike, and he can only save his life when he is sent to the hospital. At most, no more than May, and he will be helpless."
"Really?" Yin Chuqing covered her mouth and said in surprise.
Qin Fei nodded, there was no need to deceive Yin Chuqing, everyone has birth, old age, sickness and death, except for cultivators like him.
As long as a cultivator breaks through the innate world, his life span will last up to two or three hundred years, and he will not be afraid of any disease. No one can harm except immortal arts.
"Xiaofei, do you have a way to save that old man?" Yin Chuqing understood Qin Fei. When she saw Qin Fei's expression, she suddenly asked.
Qin Fei turned his head and looked at Yin Chuqing, and finally nodded slightly, sighing: "That's right, I can save him."
To save that old man, Qin Fei needs to consume at least two Peiyuan Pills.
But this person has nothing to do with him. Qin Fei is still reluctant to use Peiyuan Pill to refine it with a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.
"It is the kind of pill I gave you last time that can continue the old man's life." Qin Fei continued.
Yin Chuqing didn't know the rareness of Peiyuan Dan, so she said to Qin Fei: "Xiaofei, I know that your medical skills are very good, so let's go to the hospital for a look. If it really doesn't work, you can use your medicine to save the old man."
Qin Fei asked in confusion: "Qing'er, we don't know that old man, why are you so persistent?"
He is in the universe and starry sky, and he is full of dangers. If he is not careful, he will be doomed. Therefore, he is extremely cautious about everything.
Now that I have returned to Earth, I don’t have the power to control all things yet, so I’m even more careful.
Yin Chuqing whispered her lips and whispered: "I once went to Longshen Mountain to ask you for a visa. The master said that he wanted to accumulate more merit and blessings for you. We will go to the hospital for a look. If we can save it, it will be fine."
When Qin Fei heard this, he could only scratch Yin Chuqing's Qiong's nose, shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, then let's go and have a look."
He was not pitiful to that old man, nor was he saving his life better than building a seven-level pagoda. It was just that Qin Fei did not want to let down Yin Chuqing's intention of asking for a sign for him.
"Okay, let's go."
The two immediately took a taxi on the street to West China Hospital and found the emergency department. They saw that the old man had been sent to the intensive care unit, and the situation did not seem very optimistic.
"Xiaofei,
It's the same as you said!" Yin Chuqing whispered in surprise.
Qin Fei shrugged, then went straight outside the intensive care unit and said to the nurse at the door: "I want to see the attending physician of this patient."
Hearing this, the young nurse looked up and frowned at Qin Fei, and asked, "Is there anything wrong? Dr. Jiang is not available now."
The old man in the intensive care unit is not an ordinary person. When the ambulance sent her to the hospital, the senior management of the entire hospital was alarmed.
Because the old man’s son is nothing but the mayor of Rong City and Mayor Jiang Ming!
Knowing that Mayor Jiang is the son of this old man, even the director of West China Hospital was alarmed. After taking a look at the intensive care unit, an emergency discussion group was immediately held.
"Doctor Jiang, you took over the patient, let's talk first." The dean whispered in the huge conference room.
The doctor Jiang, wearing glasses, looked ugly and frowned: "The patient's symptoms are heart veins disorders, and the various functions of the body organs are almost at the end of their strength. The situation is probably not optimistic."
To put it bluntly, Dr. Jiang’s meaning is that this patient is already in trouble and can let his family prepare for his funeral.
Among the hospitals, the patients who have received the most in the emergency department are probably the elderly. They are too old and have physical organ failure. At most, they will last for a few days in the hospital, and there is no point in treating them.
"No! I must be rescued!" The dean suddenly stood up and slapped the table with his palm.
The doctors around were shocked and looked at the dean in shock. The dean seemed to have no choice but to sigh and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this patient is Mayor Jiang's father. In a few days, it will be the 80th birthday of Mr. Jiang. Mayor Jiang said he would give his father a grand celebration in the countryside. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hearing this, the doctors in the conference room nodded silently.
Everyone is an adult, and has rich experience in society, so naturally understand the dean’s meaning.
If Mr. Jiang is not able to keep Mr. Jiang this time, I am afraid that even if Mayor Jiang doesn’t blame him, his secret impression of West China will be greatly reduced.
Chapter completed!