Sister, you miss me

Wang Datong cried and said what happened.

Half a month ago, Dong Jiayi felt a stomachache and didn't care. She just took some painkillers. Today, the pain was suddenly severe and unbearable. Upon examination, it turned out to be in the final stage.

"Dean Fang, what is your opinion?" Yang Feng asked with red eyes.

Fang Yuan sighed long, still the same sentence, found it was too late.

Yang Feng's heart sank, and Fang Jiuwen is a world-renowned surgical expert, and he will never slander.

"Does Auntie know?" Yang Feng asked while looking at Wang Datong.

Wang Datong just shook his head in pain.

"Then you are still like this!" Yang Feng frowned and blamed, "Is it afraid that your mother won't see it?"

"I... I really can't help it. Why can't my mother be blessed by God for such a great and loving person..."

Yang Feng pinched his eyebrows, before stopping the tears that came out of his eyes, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll go see Auntie first, and come back after you adjust."

"Puff!"

Yang Feng was shocked, but when he turned his head, he saw Wang Datong kneeling there.

"Datong, what do you mean?" Yang Feng said coldly, without meaning to help.

Wang Datong cried: "The fourth child, my good brother, my brother has never begged you for anything. Now I kneel down and beg you. Dean Fang suggested to go home. I know that my mother is very sick and she is very sick. But, You are my last hope."

Yang Feng sneered: "Why?"

"Just because you saved the grandson of President Ruan back then." Wang Datong's tearful eyes burned with the flame of hope.

Yang Feng closed his eyes without feelings: "Get up."

"If you don't agree, I won't get up."

"I let you get up!" Yang Feng shouted, "You are not my brother, and kneeling is useless; you are my brother, kneeling is an insult to me, and it will also be counterproductive."

Wang Datong slipped up: "Brother, I...I..."

Yang Feng waved his hand: "Don't put pressure on me."

"Well, no, no."

Yang Feng lifted the manipulator and looked at it, then sighed lightly, "This hand is powerful, but unfortunately, I can't hold the needle!"

Fang Jiuwen shook his head deeply. Through advanced medical methods and his own rich clinical experience, Dong Jiayi has been sentenced to death and will not live for a month.

For an early cancer patient, perhaps the conservative treatment of traditional Chinese medicine can live a little longer than the one who uses radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

But that was just for the early days.

Dong Jiayi is undoubtedly the end.

If Western medicine is helpless, and Chinese medicine can cure Dong Jiayi, I am afraid it will subvert the entire medical theory.

"Let's go see the patient." Fang Jiu asked suggested.

Yang Feng nodded and walked out first, but stopped again at the door and pointed to Wang Datong who was following him.

Wang Datong understood what he meant and turned his head and went into the bathroom.

Under the leadership of Fang Jiuwen, Yang Feng came to the door of the general ward of the emergency room. As Fang Jiuwen was about to push the door, Yang Feng stopped him.

Fang Jiuwen was surprised, and Yang Feng also had the same expression.

"Why didn't you enter?" Fang Jiu asked.

"Why are you in the emergency ward?" Yang Feng asked.

"This is the request of the family, for fear of scaring the patient." Fang Jiu asked explained.

Yang Feng nodded, looking through the small piece of glass on the door.

Dong Jiayi was unconscious, Wang Xiaofei sat on the edge of the bed and pressed his hand to her lips. His face was full of tears, and there were tears hanging on his chin.

"Xiao Fei, what's the matter?" Dong Jiayi opened her eyes and said lightly, obviously lacking in breath.

"Jiayi is awake, do you want to drink some water?" Wang Xiaofei buried her pain deep in her heart and smiled forcefully.

"Help me up." With Wang Xiaofei's help, Dong Jiayi leaned against the head of the bed and asked: "I have slept for a long time, you are crying."

"It's shameful to be discovered by you." Wang Xiaofei turned around and poured water.

"That's right, it's embarrassing to cry when I'm old." Dong Jiayi smiled and said, "If I don't have anything to do, you just cry like this. What if I die!"

"Bah," Wang Xiaofei rushed to Dong Jiayi excitedly and ordered: "Nonsense, just follow me."

"Hehe, do you want to be so serious, do you want to be so superstitious?"

"Occasionally, it's harmless."

"Where is Datong?" Dong Jiayi drank her saliva. "Also, what kind of illness did the doctor say to me that it hurts to coma?"

"Well, Datong took the medicine for you." Wang Xiaofei flickered for a while, "The initial diagnosis is acute gastroenteritis."

"Oh, I guessed it." Dong Jiayi nodded and said, obviously she believed it.

Wang Xiaofei turned her back and wiped her tears, and saw Yang Feng outside the door.

So Yang Feng opened the door and walked towards Dong Jiayi with a smile.

"Xiao Feng, why are you here?" Dong Jiayi said happily, with a strange pale on her still beautiful and firm face.

"I came to the hospital to do something, and I ran into Datong. I heard that you were here, so I came over and have a look." Yang Feng opened his mouth under the excuse of Yang Feng.

"Oh." Dong Jiayi didn't doubt him, "I'm fine, it's just acute gastroenteritis. Just a few bottles of anti-inflammatory injections."

"That's it." Fang Jiuwen felt Wang Xiaofei's earnest gaze, and immediately agreed.

Yang Feng smiled and sat on the side of Dong Jiayi's bed, touching her left wrist with his left hand, "Auntie, let me see for you."

Dong Jiayi smiled and nodded: "I know you are a small national player."

The pulse was cut for the left and right hands. Five minutes later, Yang Feng got up and said, "Dean Fang's diagnosis is correct."

Fang Jiuwen nodded.

Yang Feng rushed to Dong Jiayi and said, "Auntie, it's a small problem. Take a good rest. I will discuss with Dean Fang and let you go home as soon as possible."

"Good, good."

The two had just gone out, and Wang Xiaofei followed.

"Xiao Feng."

"uncle……"

"Xiao Feng, Uncle was already desperate. You let me see hope."

"Go, go to my office to talk." Fang Jiu asked.

When he arrived at the dean's office, Fang Jiuwen looked at Yang Feng solemnly, "Xiao Feng, what results did you get through your examination?"

Wang Xiaofei stared at Yang Feng's lips.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and said, "The hospital's diagnosis is correct."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaofei slowly squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands, but tears were still squeezed from her fingers.

"So what else do you have?" Fang Jiu asked again.

Yang Feng pondered for a while and said, "If I have sound hands, I can try with the Six-Medition Shenzhen, but now..." He raised his left hand.

"Six-mai Shen Needle?" Fang Jiu asked firmly believed that it was the first time he heard this set of needles.

"Where is the eldest brother, where is your father, invite him over, only he can save Jiayi."

"Yeah!" Yang Feng slapped his head. His medical skills were all true to his father, and Liumai Shenzhen was created by him. Why did he forget this, "Okay, I will contact him now. "

Yang Feng took out his mobile phone and looked through the address book. Qin Zhong had no contact information. He could only call Hao Li to save people like fire fighting. While Yang Feng looked up, he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that his father would be in Qingyun City. .

Just found it, the phone rang first, and it was the number of the Iridium phone.

"Hao Li!" Yang Feng said excitedly after connecting.

"Huh?" Hao Li said suspiciously: "Xiao Feng, shouldn't you be on the plane at this time?"

"Originally it should have been, but now there is an emergency. Well, did our dad be with you?"

"He took his grandson to inspect the territory."

"Can you contact him? I'm in a hurry!"

"Wait a moment, I'll contact and see."

"Xiao Feng, you didn't come here, you are looking for something to do with me?" Qin Zhong's voice sounded in the microphone after half a minute.

"Dad, Aunt Dong is suffering from cancer, the end of cervical cancer."

"What! When did you find it."

"Nowadays."

"I'll be back right away." After that, they hung up the phone first.

Yang Feng put down the phone: "He said he will come back immediately."

"Great, great, big brother is back, Jiayi is saved." Wang Xiaofei cried with joy.

"I understand the mood of your family. I am not pouring cold water, but am I too optimistic." Fang Jiu asked, who made him a rigorous surgical expert!

Wang Xiaofei is full of confidence: "Dean Fang, you don't know him. His medical skills are superb. He has overcome many difficult and complicated diseases. He has cured more than one cancer. Moreover, he has successfully controlled an outbreak across the country."

"How come I have never heard of such a strange person?" Fang Jiu asked murmured.

"He must be able to create miracles." Wang Xiaofei said swearingly, with hope bursting into his eyes.

At that moment, Wang Xiaofei's cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, his expression suddenly changed. The other side Jiuwen and Yang Feng said, "Go to the ward, Jiayi passed out again."

The three of them walked hurriedly without saying a word. In the ward, Wang Datong hugged his mother and cried: "Mom, wake up, don't scare me."

He Shiran covered her mouth and cried silently. The youngest daughter took Dong Jiayi's hand and cried "Grandma".

Yang Feng went straight to cut the pulse, and Fang Jiuwen listened to his heart and lungs and looked at his pupils.

After a while, the two looked at each other, both very worried.

After all, he is used to seeing life and death, and Fang Jiuwen is more indifferent, he said: "The patient has just fainted, and there is no serious problem for the time being, but the situation is getting more dangerous."

After a pause, Fang Jiuwen said solemnly: "I still have that attitude. Open treatment and conservative treatment are meaningless. All I can do now is relieve pain..." At the end, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"President Fang, what do you mean? My mother is still in the hospital, are you planning to do nothing?" Wang Datong asked tearfully.

Fang Jiuwen sighed: "I understand your feelings, but birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. Manpower is really limited. I can do what I can do. But I really can't do anything. Ms. Dong Jiayi's situation will get worse and worse. Fainted, so I don’t wake up anymore."

"No, no!" Wang Datong hugged Yang Feng's legs, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, not letting go, "Fourth, you must find a way, you must have a way."

Yang Feng helped Wang Datong up: "Don't be like this, I... Let's take care of Auntie together and wait till dawn."

Wang Datong didn't understand Yang Feng's meaning, but he nodded.

After half an hour, Dong Jiayi woke up leisurely, but she just silently looked at the ceiling, her eyes dull, her face as gray as death.

"Jiayi, you..."

Dong Jiayi's eyes had a glorious look. She looked at Wang Xiaofei and said indifferently: "Don't hide it, what's wrong with me?"