Dr. Mayo left suddenly and quickly.
Before leaving, Dr. Ackerman, director of burn surgery at the Mayo Clinic, handed a consultation sheet to Ke Chengliang's hand.
“Mr. Ke, we have fully understood the patient's condition and reviewed all the disease course records and medication records. We found that the previous treatment at Huaguoyue Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was very good, very effective, and the level was higher than ours.
Therefore, the suggestion given by our Mayo team is to continue to let Yuezhong Hospital take over the treatment. This is the only best guarantee for the patient's survival at present, and it is even the last hope. This is the consultation sheet. You can keep it while we compare the time. Come on, say goodbye. "
"No, how can you leave? What will happen to my son if you leave?"
Ke Chengji was anxious, Dr. Xiangjiang was unable to do anything, Dr. Yuezhong was angry with him and left. Now Dr. Mayo has left again, but his son is still lying on the hospital bed with a critical line between life and death.
Dr. Ackerman shrugged:
"Sorry, there is currently nothing we at the Mayo Clinic can do about 83% of patients with extensive burns. Only the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in the world has a record of successful rescues. Maybe you can contact them again. I think there must be some misunderstanding here. We have no understanding of the Vietnam Hospital. The attitude of the Chinese Medicine Hospital is always friendly.”
After saying that, these American doctors picked up their luggage and evacuated from the Sanatorium and Hospital as quickly as possible. They didn't even ask the Ke family to take them to the airport and took a taxi themselves.
Obviously they were afraid that the Ke family would jump over the wall and forced them to stay, unable to leave even if they wanted to.
Ke Chengji stared blankly at the retreating figures of the American doctors. All he could think about was the misunderstanding they had been emphasizing.
Misunderstand?
Ke Chengji is not an idiot. This kind of old fox who has practiced for thousands of years immediately grasped the key point, then took a deep breath and looked at Lin Fu and the doctor beside him.
“Dr. Lin, did you tell me before that the ward is equipped with surveillance cameras and all treatments are filmed?”
Lin Fuhe didn't realize what the old fox wanted to check. He thought that the old fox wanted to see what work was done in the American doctor's ward and whether the consultation fee was worth it, so he said casually:
“Yes, Ke Sheng, every move in the ward will be captured by the two surveillance cameras.”
“Including sound, right?”
"include."
Ke Chengji nodded and motioned for the secretary to come over: "Tell the Sanatorium and Hospital immediately that I want to check the monitoring records in the ward yesterday."
Lin Fuhe broke out in a cold sweat instantly because he had realized the true meaning of the old fox checking the surveillance.
In the VIP lounge.
Ke Chengji looked at the surveillance footage on the TV with a gloomy face. When the American doctor entered the ward, Zhu Huoyan stood up.
“Stop, start translating the conversation for me from here.”
The secretary is a talented student, and this kind of translation work is trivial, so he started to translate in real time according to the TV.
Doctor Hua Guo: "Hello, we are doctors from China. We are currently performing debridement treatment on patients before skin grafting. There are too many people in the ward now, which will increase the risk of cross-infection. So do you have any medical advice? Let's discuss our opinions outside the ward!”
Translated by Lin Fuhe: "These Chinese doctors ask you to leave immediately. They have taken over the medical work of this patient. I hope you will not interfere."
Dr. Mayo: "NO, NO, NO, the most important thing for us doctors is to save lives and heal the wounded. You should not have any sectarian opinions, let alone treat other medical teams differently. Your prejudice will have serious consequences. I have to doubt your Professionalism.”
Translated by Lin Fuhe: "Doctors in the United States believe that they are the best doctors in the world. You mainland doctors lack professionalism and doubt your clinical level. You are right to listen to them."
Dr. Hua Guo: "This is unreasonable. Do they still understand what it means to respect colleagues and respect medicine?"
Translated by Lin Fuhe: "The Chinese doctor said you are farting and don't understand the rules."
Dr. Mayo: "Sir, you are so rude. Please take back your ignorant remarks."
"stop!"
The TV camera was fixed there. In the picture, the faces of Dr. Yuezhong and Dr. Mayo were full of atmosphere, while the translator Lin Fu and Dr. Lin Fu in the middle had a smile on their faces.
Ke Chengji pointed at Lin Fuhe who was already shivering next to him and asked:
“Dr. Lin, how do you explain?”
"Ke, Ke Sheng, you, listen to me, I said, I, my English and Mandarin skills were relatively poor, at that time I..."
Ke Chengji suddenly laughed loudly, then stood up and walked to Dr. Lin Fuhe, slapping his face with his hand:
"Dr. Lin, it seems that you really want my son to die. Tell me, who is instructing you? Oh, if my son dies, then who will own our Haoji real estate? Is it Vice Director Li? Or Zhang Vice president? Or my two brothers? "
Lin Fuhe was so frightened that he simply wanted to disgust the mainland doctors and had no intention of getting involved in a fight between wealthy families.
"Ke, Ke Sheng, I, I didn't, I just, just wanted to trouble the mainland doctors. I really didn't want Mr. Ke to die..." Ke Chengji glanced at the secretary.
The secretary immediately understood and dragged Lin Fuhe outside.
Lin Fuhe also realized what would happen to him and cried loudly:
“Ke Sheng, let me go, I really didn't want your son to die~~~”
The sound gradually faded away, and Mrs. Ke was already sitting on the sofa, a little unable to accept this fact:
“Brother Ji, what should I do with Serena? Are there really so many people who want him to die? Let's give them the company and all our property. I just want my son to live, woo woo woo…”
Ke Chengji walked around the room irritably, watching TV, then picked him up and threw him to the ground.
At this time, the secretary came in again, "Boss, what should Dr. Lin do?"
“Since he wants my son to die, let him die first. No, killing him alone is not enough. Leave all his men, women, and children alone. All of them will plant lotus flowers tonight!”
“But boss, we still don't know who is behind this.”
"There is no need to investigate. Lin Fuhe is a scapegoat. He may not know who is behind the scenes. Anyway, if my son dies, everyone will die, and no one will be left alive!"
The secretary was sweating profusely. It seemed that the only young master was dead. The Ke family or Haoji Real Estate would face a **** storm. It was unknown how many people would die.
How can he, the main executor, be alone at that time?
Mrs. Ke cried:
"Brother Ji, what should we do with our Wei'er? He can still be saved. Please call the doctors from Yuezhong Hospital back quickly. I will kneel down to them and beg them to forgive us for our rudeness!"
Ke Chengji immediately reverted from the cold black boss just now to the decadent old father:
“Yes, yes, I will go to the mainland to invite the doctors from the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. No matter what they ask for, I will agree to it. I will rebuild the hospital for them. I will give each of them a huge sum of money. I can kneel down and beg them for anything.”
Once the secretary heard that the matter was not at its most dangerous, he hurriedly contacted Yuezhong Hospital.
But he finally contacted Yuezhong Hospital through emergency means, and the answer he received was that Chen Qi and the others had not returned yet.
Then where did Chen Qi and his group go?
This was 1990. Computers were not connected to the Internet, and there was no mobile phone signal to locate people. Where could you find someone in the vast sea of people? No one can contact them.
I only know that there is no exit record at the customs leading to Qianzhen City, which means that the team from the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is still in Xiangjiang.
Then the Ke family mobilized all their connections and searched the entire Xiangjiang River but could not find anyone.
Where did Chen Qi and the others go?
What Chen Qi thought was that everyone was applying for a "Hong Kong and Macau Pass". Since he finally got out, he went directly from the Xiangjiang boat to Macau and went to the casino to have fun. Among young people, there are not many young people who don't like to gamble a little. of.
Finally, we left the country through Gongbei Port and slowly hurried back to Yuezhong.
So the Ke family was looking in the wrong direction from the beginning, and it's strange that they found talented people.
Finding someone is one thing. Ke Rongwei was lying on the hospital bed, and almost all the monitors were ticking and alarming.
Queen Mary Hospital, Prince of Wales Hospital, Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Pamela Youde Nethersole Hospital, Tuen Mun Hospital, Princess Margaret Hospital, Hong Kong Baptist Hospital, Kwong Wah Hospital, etc. All relevant experts from famous hospitals in Hong Kong Invited by the Ke family.
But the medical team composed of so many doctors still had no way to treat it.
Ke Rongwei's check sheets came out one after another. The indicators were higher than the last, but the blood pressure was getting lower day by day. In the end, even the infection could not be controlled.
All the doctors knew in their hearts that the eldest son of the Ke family was doomed to escape this time, but they did not dare to say anything or refuse the consultation invitation.
Because it is reported that Lin Fuhe, director of the emergency and critical care department of the Sanatorium and Hospital, has disappeared with his whole family, and his life and death are unknown, and Lin Fuhe is one of the doctors in charge of Mr. Ke...
Seeing Ke Chengji's temper getting hotter and hotter day by day, all the doctors were under great pressure. Finally, Dr. Kells, the old dean of Queen Mary Hospital and the most respected doctor, was ready to tell the truth.
The old man is from the Eagle Country and is not afraid of the Chinese.
“Ke Sheng, Mr. Ling's condition is very, very serious. There are only two situations left. One is death, and the other is that maybe the team at the Vietnam-China Hospital could still do something.”
Ke Chengji has been so anxious these days that his eyes have become sunken, and he said helplessly:
“I also know that only the team from Yuezhong Hospital can save my son's life, but I can't find them, they seem to have disappeared.”
Dean Kells shook his head:
"Ke Sheng, you are confused. You can't find them. Then why don't you send your son there? It only takes two or three hours to fly to Haidong by medical plane. You sent your son to the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Why don't you send him there?" Are you afraid they won't save your son?
Don't forget that you are a person with status in Xiangjiang, and don't forget that for them, the return of 1997 is a top priority. Even if the doctors at the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital refuse to rescue, their superiors will not allow them to do so. Saved. "
Ke Chengji's eyes lit up: “That's right!” (End of this chapter)
Chapter end
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