Taoyuan Village Doctor

Chapter 21
After finishing his work with Li Xianxian and Wang Yue, Cui Dali called Wang Lin and asked if there was any way for him to obtain a doctor's qualification certificate.

Although I have received Hua Tuo's inheritance, it is a troublesome thing to not have a name, and I was suddenly investigated and dealt with by the relevant department.

"President Wang, I'm Cui Dali, do you have time now?"

After the call was connected, Cui Dali explained his purpose of coming, but he heard bursts of crying from around.

The environment Wang Lin was in was extremely noisy, and he could vaguely hear a few women sobbing, as if he had encountered some trouble.

He said rather seriously: "Xiao Cui, I'm in Jiangcheng People's Hospital. A relative's child had a car accident. The situation is not optimistic!"

He only said a few words in a hurry and said to hang up the phone. It seemed that the patient was in danger.

When Cui Dali heard this, he couldn't help thinking about it, thinking that Wang Lin was his big client, and now that he knew about it, it stands to reason that he should see it in the hospital.

Thinking of this, he hailed a taxi and went straight to Jiangcheng People's Hospital.

Cui Dali came outside the emergency room with a calm expression, only to see that the corridor was full of people, who were either rich or expensive in their attire.

"President Wang, how is the condition of the injured?"

Cui Dali saw the haggard Wang Lin at a glance, and he hurried forward to say hello.

"Hey, the situation is not good. The doctor told the family members to be mentally prepared!"

Wang Lin sighed, and he said sadly: "My nephew is just too flamboyant, and he got into an accident with someone racing."

"Why are you so disobedient at a young age? It doesn't matter if the car is scrapped, but it doesn't matter if you die."

"Pity my cousin, she didn't have a son until she was middle-aged!"

Cui Dali also sighed when he heard it. He followed Wang Lin's prompt and saw a woman with extraordinary temperament bursting into tears.

Although she is quite old, she is very well maintained, her skin is fair, and her figure is not out of shape. If it weren't for her crying makeup, she would really be a middle-aged beauty.

"Patient's family members sign!"

At this time, a doctor came out of the emergency room. He handed over a piece of paper with a heavy face, apparently to let the family members sign the critical illness notification.

"The wounded are a little bit bad, sign it quickly!"

The doctor said something helplessly, but the woman's hand holding the pen kept shaking, as if her son was gone after signing.

"Sister, you should sign it, the hospital has its own rules."

Wang Lin stepped forward to reassure, it is the same whether signing or not signing, the injured are still in danger.

The woman sighed, signed Chang Kexin on the notice, and sat down on a chair with the support of others.

Cui Dali was also heartbroken seeing this scene, there is no mother who does not love her children, the most uncomfortable thing is the parents.

He couldn't help sighing: "What can you do if you have money, but if you don't have life, everything is in vain!"

Then, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "My kung fu technique may be able to bring the dead back to life, coupled with the assistance of medicine, it may be able to save this kid's life."

The raw materials of these flowers cost a lot of money, that's more than [-] big red tickets, plus cooking with true energy, the effect is similar to that of elixir.

This healing holy medicine can quickly repair the injured organs. As long as the opponent still has breath, there is a [-]% chance of being revived.

But this is a public hospital, and they will never let ordinary people enter the emergency room, let alone believe a barefoot doctor.

"How should this be done?"

Cui Dali grabbed his hair and kept thinking, but there was nothing he could do right now.

At this time, another doctor came out of the emergency room, his body covered in dazzling blood.

He shouted, "Where are the families of the injured?"

"it's here!"

Chang Kexin stood up abruptly, with worry and nervousness in her eyes, not knowing whether the news was good or bad.

"The condition of the injured is getting worse, you still want to open it!"

"Ah, Liangliang, my child!"

Chang Kexin collapsed immediately when she heard the bad news, her body limp and collapsed to the ground.

The relatives and friends around immediately shouted loudly, slapped the back, rubbed the chest, and the scene was very noisy and chaotic.

Wang Lin comforted again: "Cousin, the matter is not certain yet, Xiao Liang is still inside for rescue, and he will turn the crisis into safety."

Cui Dali couldn't help laughing wryly when he heard this. There is no so-called miracle in the world, and everything that happens has a reason.

Everyone had different expressions, and some of them prayed to God silently, hoping that God would forgive them.

But the reality disappointed them, and they saw a message from the emergency room: "The wounded is dying, hurry up and see each other for the last time."

"Liangliang, you can't die!"

Hearing this, Chang Kexin lost control on the spot, and with the support of relatives, she walked towards the emergency room in a daze.

Cui Dali was also affected by this kind of sad emotion, and he couldn't stop sighing when he saw the scene where the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.

Seeing that Wang Lin also went in, Cui Dali followed closely, wanting to see if the injured could be saved again.

I saw that the young man named Liangliang was pale, he had already exhaled more air and inhaled less, and the number on the monitor kept dropping.

The rise and fall of his chest was extremely weak, and it seemed that he was about to be separated from heaven and man.

Chang Kexin walked forward in grief, she touched her son's face and called softly, the heart-wrenching feeling was indescribable.

"drop……"

A piercing alarm sounded, and the line on the monitor's screen became straight, indicating that the patient's heartbeat had stopped and there was no need for rescue.

"The patient has gone, and the family members mourn."

The attending doctor said a little lonely, he often faced such scenes of life and death, obviously a little numb.

The nurse covered the wounded with a white cloth, and a life was lost.

"Liangliang, you can't die, open your eyes and have a look!"

Chang Kexin couldn't accept this cruel reality, and she was still calling out loudly, so that all this was in vain.

The relatives kept comforting him, but those words were of no benefit, since people were dead, it was useless to say anything else.

Under the shaking, Liangliang's arms hung out, exposed outside the white cloth.

Seeing this, Cui Dali stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed on the bright pulse gate, and felt the other party's vitality with closed breath.

"Hey, this person is not dead yet, he still has a weak pulse."

While he was talking to himself, the doctors outside were also urging him to send him to the morgue.

Cui Dali shouted: "Wait, the person is still alive, there is still a glimmer of hope!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at him with surprise on their faces.

What is this person doing? How can he say that he can still be saved? How capable is he at such a young age?
Wang Lin hurried forward and said, "Little Cui, even the doctors say it's impossible to save, so let's let the dead rest in peace."

"That is, the doctor's diagnosis is the most professional. How can you say you can save him?"

(End of this chapter)