When he arrived at the hospital and found out the ward where Mr. Kong was, Yuan Siyu went straight there. As soon as he arrived at the door of the ward, the driver Xiao Wang stopped Yuan Siyu: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Yuan Siyu glanced at Xiao Wang and replied: "My name is Yuan Siyu, and I have a painting at Mr. Kong's place!"

"Are you the owner of that painting?" Xiao Wang looked at Yuan Siyu in surprise, somewhat disbelieving that at such a young age he could paint works worth hundreds of millions, which is really incredible!

Yuan Siyu nodded and said, "How could Mr. Kong be attacked? What happened?"

Xiao Wang immediately told Yuan Siyu the details of the incident. After hearing this, Yuan Siyu felt surprised and a little guilty, and asked again: "Mr. Kong, how are you now?"

When Xiao Wang asked about Kong Ru's condition, Xiao Wang's expression dimmed instantly, "Mr. Kong is unconscious now. The doctor said that there was massive internal bleeding and the situation was serious. Although surgery was done to stop the bleeding, there is still a lot of congestion, because

Mr. Kong is old and chest surgery is too dangerous, so he dare not clean it up. The doctor said that if he is still unconscious within 5 hours, then..." He couldn't help but sob at the end. He drove for Kong Ru for several years.

Confucius cared for him like a family member, and he felt very guilty in his heart for the attack on Confucius.

After hearing this, a trace of worry flashed across Yuan Siyu's brows, "Don't be anxious yet, take me to have a look quickly." Xiao Wang nodded and quickly led Yuan Siyu into the ward.

"Mr. Kong, this is Yuan Siyu, he is the owner of the painting." Xiao Wang introduced Kong Xiangwen to the red-eyed Kong Xiangwen in the ward, but he could not see Kong Ru. The few people next to him were all from the Confucian literary circle.

Several old friends also looked sad. At this time, they saw the young man they had been wanting to see these days and they were speechless.

Kong Xiangwen looked at Yuan Siyu and nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, I will get that painting back as soon as possible. If I can't get it back, I will compensate you according to Mr. Tang's valuation." When he thought about it, Yuan Siyu came so quickly.

Naturally, I came here for my own paintings.

Yuan Siyu shook his head without any explanation, "Where is Mr. Kong now?"

Seeing that he didn't care about his compensation, Kong Xiangwen was stunned. Hearing his question, he quickly said, "The doctor just performed a second rescue operation, and he hasn't come out yet." The words were full of sadness, and he knew that his own

My father devoted his whole life to the study of Chinese culture, but did not pay attention to his health. It is really unfortunate that he suffered such a heavy blow this time.

Yuan Siyu was dejected and silent at the moment. After all, Mr. Kong was all because of this painting, but he always believed that life and death were determined by fate, as long as he lived happily.

Kong Xiangwen was now in a sad mood and was not in the mood to talk to Yuan Siyu. The two people in front of the ward, plus Xiao Wang and the two policemen left behind by Tan Mingyuan, were speechless. Time passed slowly in a dull and depressing atmosphere, and everyone walked out after a while.

, everyone gathered and waited at the door of the operating room. The lights above the operating room turned on, the door opened, and several doctors came out.

"Doctor, how is my father's condition?" Kong Xiangwen grabbed a doctor's arm and asked, "Mr. Kong, we have tried our best. Your father already suffered from angina pectoris. After being hit hard by the force this time,

It caused bleeding in the chest cavity. Because the old man's organs were severely degraded, we did not dare to perform a complete operation. We only cleaned up the congestion in the front. If your father could spend 5 hours safely, his life would basically be worry-free," the hospital said.

The most skilled doctors in the hospital were sent to treat Confucius. Naturally, such a famous person could not tolerate any negligence.

Yuan Siyu heard something in his heart and asked, "Can I go in and take a look?"

The doctor looked at him, shook his head and said, "It's best not to alarm him." Kong Ru was in critical condition now, so he was still in the operating room instead of being transferred to the ward.

Yuan Siyu nodded to show that he knew. Without hesitation, he opened the door and walked in softly.

Kong Xiangwen saw Yuan Siyu walking into the operating room. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and followed him in. The attending doctor sighed. He was not optimistic about Kong Ru's condition, so he was not too enthusiastic about the two of them going in.

Overcoming the obstruction, he walked in and locked up the operating room.

Yuan Siyu walked to Kong Ru's bed and felt helpless when he saw the criss-crossing tubes. After calming down, he stretched out his right hand and gently took Kong Ru's hand to take his pulse. Kong Xiangwen and the doctor originally wanted to stop him.

, seeing that he was taking Confucius's pulse, they endured it. The two of them thought to themselves, "Does this young man also know some medical skills? What's the use of just taking the pulse?"

Yuan Siyu felt for his pulse and reached out to touch Kong Ru's heart, "What are you going to do?" Kong Xiangwen grabbed Yuan Siyu and asked, and the doctor was also startled.

Yuan Siyu saw the nervous expressions on the two people's faces and smiled lightly, "I just wanted to see how the old Kong was injured,"

Kong Xiangwen shouted, "This is not a place for you to show off your medical skills. Someone may die if you are not careful." He didn't believe what a young man in his twenties could do.

Yuan Siyu didn't care after hearing this, "If I say it can be cured, it can be cured. It's up to you whether you believe it or not, and it's up to me whether it's cured or not." He took the initiative to ask for treatment but didn't want to be yelled at. If the person lying there was not the enthusiastic Confucius.

, he definitely didn't even look at it.

Kong Ru's condition is mainly due to intrathoracic bleeding, which has now been controlled by the hospital. The difficulty is that a lot of necrotic congestion has accumulated in the chest. These congestions have seriously affected the function of Kong Ru's organs, and the supply of qi and blood is insufficient, which leads to

If Confucius is unconscious for a long time, his breathing will disappear.

Kong Xiangwen was filled with anger after hearing this. The young man's words were too arrogant. It was his father who was lying on the hospital bed. He actually didn't care whether he agreed or not. He just saw Kong Ru unconscious on the hospital bed and suppressed his anger.

Go down.

"Are you really sure?" Kong Xiangwen stared at Yuan Siyu and asked in a deep voice!

Yuan Siyu nodded lightly and said nothing. He did not need to explain to anyone. Seeing that Yuan Siyu was so confident in curing Mr. Kong, Kong Xiangwen and the doctor opened their eyes wide. Kong Xiangwen was surprised but also surprised.

But the doctor didn't believe Yuan Siyu's words. After two rescues from the hospital, he had a complete understanding of Kong Ru's situation. Their top hospital could only see whether Kong Ru could survive it, but now the second person in front of him

A young man of about ten years old actually said that he could heal people. How could he, who had been practicing medicine for nearly thirty years, believe it?

Kong Xiangwen saw Yuan Siyu nodding, hesitated, looked at the doctor and asked, "Doctor, is there nothing you can do?" He still didn't believe Yuan Siyu in his heart. The doctor looked at Kong Ru on the bed and nodded, "

Indeed, whether Mr. Kong is safe or not depends on him. If he can survive 5 hours and remain awake, then his life will be fine, but the hope is not too great."

After hearing this, Kong Xiangwen looked at his father and then at the expressionless Yuan Siyu next to him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Yuan, in that case, I'll leave it to you." He also had a glimmer of hope that he would try it too. He couldn't watch his father fighting for his life.

.

Just when Yuan Siyu was about to come to the rescue, the door was opened and a doctor came in and said softly, "Mr. Kong, please come out first. Our dean has something to say."

Kong Xiangwen was stunned, what time had it been? He actually came to discuss things with the two of him at this time. He glanced at Yuan Siyu and walked out. Yuan Siyu followed him out. After Kong Ru's massage just now, the blood in his chest felt comfortable.

It's a lot, but it's no big deal for the time being.

"Mr. Kong, I am Zhang Shu, the director of this hospital." A man in his 40s wearing a white coat with a calm face said in front. Neither Yuan Siyu nor Kong Xiangwen spoke, but nodded slightly!

Zhang Shu looked embarrassed and said with a dry smile, "Mr. Kong, you also know a little about the hospital's regulations. If you want this little brother to treat Mr. Kong, you must first sign an agreement with the hospital and have it notarized by someone. If something goes wrong

We are not responsible for anything,”

Kong Xiangwen suddenly became angry after hearing this, "When did you fuck me? You did this to me. You can't cure my father. Now someone is willing to try. You are here to delay the treatment time. Who am I? How much am I worth?"

Tens of billions are enough to buy many hospitals like yours." He was born in a scholarly family and had never swore at anyone, but today he couldn't help but cursed. The hospital now only waits for his father's illness.

Although I don’t know what Chu Xie’s abilities are, it is at least better than watching the chance of his father waking up getting slimmer and slimmer here. This chapter actually asked me to sign an agreement at this time and find someone to notarize it. How could he

not angry.

"Sign your ass!" Kong Xiangwen shouted loudly. He really wanted to beat the guy in front of him now!

The doctor who was following him trembled, his hands were trembling slightly and he dared not speak any more. Kong Xiangwen turned around and said to Yuan Siyu, "Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry to bother you." He could only hope for a miracle now and rely on his father to automatically

The chance of surviving the danger soberly is too small.

Yuan Siyu nodded and said calmly, "You don't have to go in, just wait for half an hour." After saying that, he walked into the operating room and closed the door from the inside.

Kong Xiangwen wanted to follow up, but he was dumbfounded after hearing Yuan Siyu's words. The man next to him looked at Zhang Shu and said quickly, "Mr. Kong, you can watch in the observation room over there." The observation room is specially designed to allow doctors to observe some major operations.

Monitoring facility. Kong Xiangwen did not refuse, nodded and followed him inside.

Yuan Siyu walked up to Kong Ru, removed the electronic device connected to his chest, took out a pack of silver needles from his arms, and picked up several silver needles in his right hand. The silver needles were about 50mm long and 0.35mm in diameter.

Yuan Siyu flicked his wrist and saw that five silver needles had already been pierced near Kong Ru's chest. Yuan Siyu took out a few more silver needles and instantly Kong Ru's chest was covered with 20 silver needles.

In the observation room, everyone stared at the screen dumbfounded. The acupuncture they had seen and known had always been to carefully insert certain acupoints into the human body, but they had never imagined that they would see such a method. They just saw Yuan Siyu's wrist moving slightly.
Chapter completed!