With Jiang Zhentao's accident, Lu Yiwei had no choice but to change his itinerary. He had originally planned to relax for a few days, but it seemed that it was all for naught. The responsibility above his head did not allow him to relax at all.
Pan Chengjun sent him to the airport and said anxiously, "Yiwei, do you want me to accompany you back?"
"No need, I'll handle it. Tell Fuyong later. Also, help me take care of the house when I'm not around. "
"Okay, don't worry. I know what to do."
At 7: 30 that night, the plane landed at Nanjiang Province's Quzhou International Airport. He walked out of the airport and quickly got into the car that had been waiting for him. He rushed to Long 'an County.
"How's the situation?"
Xu Changyuan said, "The relevant experts are on the way. Chief Jiang is currently in a severe coma and his life might be in danger."
"How exactly did this happen?"
"According to his family, Chief Jiang came back at 10 o 'clock last night and was drunk. When he came back, he didn't even bother to take off his clothes and got into bed. At 3 o 'clock in the morning, he might have gotten up to go to the toilet. His wife, Teacher Zheng, heard that there was no movement for a long time, so she got up to check and found him in the bathroom. "
Lu Yiwei frowned and said after a long time, "Who was he drinking with last night?"
Xu Changyuan shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, but I heard from his driver that Wang Zhiquan called him last night."
If that was the case, this was simply a case of cerebral hemorrhage caused by drinking. There was no need to interpret too much. Similar incidents happened countless times in China every day. It was very common. Jiang Zhentao was not old and had not even enjoyed his life …
Lu Yiwei thought of another level. He asked, "Do they often drink together?"
Xu Changyuan understood what he meant and said in a low voice, "They used to be together, but this year seems to be the first time."
At 10: 30 pm, Lu Yiwei rushed back to Long 'an County and went straight to the hospital. The corridor of the emergency room was filled with people. When they saw him, they immediately opened up a path and avoided him. The director of the hospital, Ding Shuming, stepped forward and said solemnly, "Secretary Lu, you're back."
Lu Yiwei looked up at the glaring red light above the emergency room and then looked at Jiang Zhentao's wife, Zheng Yumei, who was lying on the bench on the side. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her gaze was dull. She held her daughter's hand tightly, and her body kept moving. Jiang Zhentao's son, Jiang Wenhao, nudged her and whispered, "Mom, Secretary Lu is here to see my dad."
Zheng Yumei slowly turned her head, then excitedly got up and rushed over, grabbing his arm and wailing, "Secretary Lu, you have to save my Zhentao."
For some reason, Lu Yiwei had experienced too many similar situations in the past six months, from the Jiangdong Automobile Factory to the accident in Tianjin Town to Jiang Zhentao today. It was as if things kept coming together, causing him to face the separation of life and death again and again. Although he was not a medical student, he knew what a brain stem hemorrhage meant. There was basically no chance of survival.
"Teacher Zheng, don't worry. I will definitely do my best."
Xu Changyuan echoed from the side, "Teacher Zheng, Secretary Lu is on a business trip in Beijing. He specially came back to visit Chief Jiang."
Zheng Yumei was a cultured person after all. She did not cry. She looked at him gratefully and said, "Thank you, thank you, Secretary Lu."
Lu Yiwei grabbed her hand and said, "Teacher Zheng, your health is more important. Go back and rest. I'll inform you as soon as there's news. Don't let your body collapse too. "
After comforting her, Lu Yiwei called Ding Shuming to the office next door. He said, "How's the situation inside?"
Ding Shuming said in a low tone, "At around five o 'clock this afternoon, Professor Zhou of the Provincial People's Hospital's Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Department rushed over and conducted another examination. After a close consultation, they decided to do a craniotomy, but they can't guarantee success. Even if it's successful, I'm afraid he'll be in a vegetative state. He lost 5.3 milliliters of blood, and the probability of death is very high. In addition, the patient was not sent in time, and the best treatment time was delayed. "
"Oh, how confident are you?"
Ding Shuming sighed and said, "This … I really can't guarantee you. Even Professor Zhou can't come to a conclusion. We can only rely on fate. Chief Jiang has high blood pressure and thrombosis. In addition, he has consumed too much alcohol. He might have used too much force and caused his blood vessels to burst. "
Lu Yiwei's heart was in a mess. No one could control the fight against death. After a moment of silence, he said, "How long has the surgery been going on?"
"About two hours."
"Okay, do your best. You go and do your work. I'll wait here. "
Ding Shuming quickly said, "Secretary Lu, you should go back and rest. The surgery might last until tomorrow morning. I'll call you as soon as the results are out. "
"No need, I'll wait."
As time passed, Lu Yiwei's heart became heavier. The longer the surgery took, the slimmer Jiang Zhentao's chances of survival were. No matter what, he was an old revolutionary. Even if he did not make any contributions, he still worked hard. As the class monitor, he should naturally shoulder the responsibility.
Xu Changyuan stayed by his side and persuaded him to go back again and again. He was indifferent. He stood by the window and kept smoking. He stared at the dark and deep night sky as if he was staring at death. He did not want anything to happen to Jiang Zhentao. Even if he could save his life, it would be considered an explanation. If he died during his term of office, it would not be justifiable.
At five in the morning, the surgical lights finally went out. Professor Zhou dragged his tired body out and was directly invited to the lounge. After a brief exchange with Lu Yiwei, Professor Zhou said, "The surgery is still considered successful. His life is temporarily saved. But I can't guarantee what will happen next. Let his family be prepared in advance. "
"Okay, thank you."
It was finally good news. Lu Yiwei went in and took a look through the glass. Jiang Zhentao's body was full of tubes and he was unconscious. He did not know when he would wake up, and he might not wake up at all.
Three days later, bad news came from the hospital. Jiang Zhentao's heart stopped beating and he was declared dead medically. In the end, he could not be saved.
As soon as the news came out, it caused a sensation in the county and even alarmed the city. Lu Yiwei's heart was abnormally heavy. He called the relevant leaders for a short meeting to discuss Jiang Zhentao's funeral. Although it was an unnatural death, he decided to set up a funeral committee in the county. Sun Gensheng, the deputy secretary of the County party committee, served as the director and was fully responsible for the funeral.
According to the local custom, the official funeral was held three days later. Jiang Zhentao was buried in Fushan. Lu Yiwei did not attend the ceremony. Instead, he sat in the office and stared blankly for a day. Life was so fragile. It was fine a while ago, but it was gone in an instant. In fact, he should have expected it. Jiang Zhentao was not right at the last meeting, but he managed to hold on. If he had been treated in time, he might not have become like this.
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