He doesn't look like he's having a flashback.

At this time, the old Wangtou said quickly: "No, this old guy breathed his last."

"Everyone, please work harder and put his shroud on quickly."

"Hurry up and call the suona team over and start playing the trumpet."

"There is also a big banquet to prepare. I heard that there is a man named Shazhu in the city who can cook Tan's cuisine. He is best at red, white and Western dishes."

"Meeting costs 20 yuan per table."

"By the way, I'll sit at the children's table."

A group of people were stunned.

This old Wangtou was all arranged to have a banquet.

"roll!"

The old village chief was so angry that he jumped up from the hospital bed.

At this time everyone looked at each other.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Lao Wangtou cried with joy.

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't die, you are 20 years younger than me!"

"Hahaha, I was counting on your kid to provide for me in my old age. If you just left early like this, that would still be okay."

And at this time.

A young nurse next to me had just entered the door and suddenly saw the old village chief getting up from the bed.

Suddenly he was shocked.

"It's a fake corpse!"

"Someone come quickly!"

"Doctor come quickly, director come quickly, dean come quickly!"

You can't blame the little nurse for being so open-minded.

Originally, nurses of this era did not have as many cautious opinions as later generations.

All kinds of caution.

Those are all self-protection regulations that came into being after generations of people learned a lot of lessons decades later.

Secondly, the little nurse had obviously measured the old village chief in the morning.

Various vital signs can be said to be on the verge of failure.

You can die at any time and at any time.

In this situation, let alone standing up from the bed, it was difficult to even stretch out my fingers.

That's true.

People are endangered.

It's hard to even move a finger.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many elderly people dying at home for a month or a few weeks before being discovered.

Otherwise, would it be difficult to make a phone call?

It is very difficult for the dying.

Dao Zi now saw the old village chief Yigulu getting up from the bed.

That neatness is comparable to that of a young boy.

How could this not shock the nurse?

That's why the little nurse started to panic.

Then the nurse, who was smart after all, quickly ran out and called the doctor.

The director also called.

In addition, we also called two Taoist priests who set up stalls at the entrance of the hospital to tell fortunes...

Well, now that we have entered the 1980s, all the old people have come out.

The director and the old village chief's doctor came over quickly.

After they arrived, they checked and looked at each other in confusion.

Then the director whispered: "See if this old Tongzhi's medical records were taken by mistake?"

"No, bed 53, Wang Defa, head of Dawangzhuang Village, is 52 years old and has multiple organ failures."

Basically, it is said that when organs fail, it can be said that even gods cannot save them.

Why?

How do you treat organ failure?

The function of the organ itself has declined and is no longer functioning.

No matter what medicine you take, you can't recover.

Unless there are various anti-aging drugs and various cell injections in later generations, it is possible to save it.

But the chances are not high.

Just enough to stay alive.

Anyway, there is very little they can do now.

It would be a few decades before there would be an ICU, which could rely on various tubes to maintain vital signs.

It is even possible to maintain life by using external organ function circulation, but it is simply not possible now.

However, the current situation is that the old village chief has obviously come back to life.

And he's still living well.

The village chief looked energetic.

He beamed and said: "I'm fine, don't waste money."

"I'm fine. Let's check out and leave the hospital. Don't let the doctor trouble you."

"Don't waste the time of other nurses, and don't waste the time of doctors."

"I can still see several patients at this time."

As soon as I heard it, I knew that the old village chief had a really high level of consciousness.

From the beginning to the end, there was no suggestion that the doctor had misdiagnosed anything, nor was the responsibility placed on others.

He only felt that the only possibility was that he might be blessed by God.

Suddenly my body felt better again.

Then the village chief asked someone to quickly settle the bill at the hospital.

The hospital was also worried about whether they had made a wrong judgment. After all, the medical records had made many mistakes clearly.

If any organ fails, this person will die immediately.

The result is great. Not only is he not dead now, but he is also living like a normal person.

Therefore, a lot of money was deducted for him when settling the accounts.

It can be regarded as a proactive reduction of more than half.

In fact, the old village chief did not have any medical insurance.

These days, medical expenses are very expensive.

The whole village worked together.

Now I see that the village chief is fine now.

Everyone was very happy and grateful to the doctor.

Everyone said one after another: "Doctor, your medical skills are really high, really high. Our village chief couldn't bear it anymore and forced you to treat him."

"He is really the enemy of the king of hell."

"Yes, even the King of Hell can't take away your people."

Good guy, when I went back to the hospital, I got a big red plaque and called it the enemy of hell.

The dean didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I even pointed my finger.

Give me the enemy of Yama.

It wouldn't be a good idea not to hang this plaque, right?
To be continued...