When he arrived at Bei Zhou City People's Hospital, Lu Yiwei strode into the emergency room.
There were three or four prison guards in uniform standing at the entrance of the operating room. When they saw the political commissar, they quickly stood to the side. The political commissar was not in the mood to care about such etiquette. He asked hurriedly, "How is it?"
"He's still being resuscitated," one of the prison guards said.
Lu Yiwei stood there in a daze. He looked up at the red 'surgery in progress' sign, feeling particularly anxious. This situation was not unfamiliar to him. Niu Fuyong's mother had died after unsuccessful resuscitation. Hou Yongzhi, the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of the former city, had passed away despite being resuscitated. Now that he was faced with the same problem, his legs could not help but tremble.
At this moment, a doctor rushed out of the emergency room in a hurry. He took off his mask and asked, "Which one of you is the patient's relative?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Yiwei. Only then did he realize his responsibility. His voice trembled as he said, "I am, I am."
"Oh, then hurry up and sign it." As he spoke, the doctor handed over a notice of critical illness.
When Lu Yiwei saw the words' critical illness', his head buzzed. His blood pressure instantly rose. He took the pen from the doctor's hand with trembling hands and asked, "Is there no hope?"
Out of professional habit, the doctor put his hands in his pockets and said, "I can't answer that. I can only say that the patient's condition is very critical. His heart rate is too low, and he's suffering from heart failure. We're trying our best to resuscitate him, but we can't rule out the possibility of death. Hurry up and sign it. Sign it and pay the fee so we can come up with the next resuscitation plan. "
Hearing that Xia Jinpeng was so seriously ill, Lu Yiwei's mind was completely blank. His hands trembled violently. The pen fell on the paper and scribbled like an electrocardiogram. He could not control his wildly beating heart.
"Hurry up and sign it!" The doctor shouted like Huang Shiren. "We're running out of time."
Lu Yiwei closed his eyes and threw the pen to the doctor. "I'm sorry, I can't sign this!"
Lu Yiwei's action surprised everyone.
The doctor continued to explain, "If you don't sign it, then we can't continue. If anything happens in the future, it has nothing to do with our hospital."
The Political Commissar was also anxious. After all, Xia Jinpeng's illness had flared up in prison. If he died, he would definitely be involved. He said agitatedly, "Comrade Lu Yiwei, a human life is at stake. You can't joke around with your life."
Lu Yiwei squatted on the ground and hugged his head. "Actually, I'm not Xia Jinpeng's relative at all. If I sign the papers and something happens to me, how am I going to explain it to his family?"
The political commissar said, "We basically know the situation of Xia Jinpeng's family, but we don't know how many times we called his sister, but we couldn't get in touch with her. Later, we found your contact information. If you don't do anything now and something happens to Xia Jinpeng, will his sister forgive you in the future? "
Lu Yiwei had always been calm when dealing with things, but he became hesitant on this matter. Of course, he didn't want anything to happen to Xia Jinpeng, but what if?
Seeing that Lu Yiwei was hesitant, the doctor was so anxious that he paced around on the ground. Finally, he had no choice but to shout, "Can you hurry up? If you delay like this, your condition will only worsen. If something happens, we won't be responsible! "
Xia Jinhe's figure appeared in Lu Yiwei's mind. His unusually firm and expectant eyes made him painfully make up his mind. He immediately stood up and quickly signed his name on the notice of critical illness. Then, he sat on the cold bench in a daze.
As time passed, Lu Yiwei tilted his head and stared at the dazzling red light above the emergency room. He suddenly found that a woman in red clothes and high heels were walking quickly towards him in the distance.
Is that Xia Jinhe? The woman's appearance and figure were exactly the same as Xia Jinhe's. Lu Yiwei suddenly stood up and took a closer look. Only then did he find that it was a woman he didn't know. The hope that was briefly ignited was smashed to pieces.
Where the hell are you? Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Every time he thought of Xia Jinhe, Lu Yiwei's heart would always ache faintly. Like a meteor, she drew a beautiful arc in the sky and illuminated half of the sky, leaving people with endless happiness. But in the end, no one knew where she was going. She was destined to be an inconspicuous dust in the universe, looking for a harbor that belonged to her alone.
After waiting for nearly half an hour, the doctor finally came out of the emergency room in exhaustion. A group of people immediately surrounded him to ask about the situation. After getting a positive answer from the doctor, everyone was relieved.
In the doctor's office. The doctor took off his mask, picked up the tissue on the table, and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "The patient is finally saved. If we were a few minutes late, we might not have been able to save him." After that, he turned back and asked, "Who is the patient's relative?"
This time, Lu Yiwei took the initiative to step forward and nodded. "Doctor, I am."
The doctor looked at Lu Yiwei meaningfully, lowered his head to fill in the medical record, and asked, "Who are you to the patient?"
"My … cousin."
"What about his parents?"
"…"
The political commissar whispered a few words in the doctor's ear. After listening, the doctor put down his pen and continued to ask, "Since you are his cousin, do you know if his family has a medical history? Or his mother. "
Lu Yiwei shook his head in puzzlement.
Seeing that he could not get anything out of him, the doctor said, "Let me tell you a very serious situation. The patient's pulmonary artery stenosis, and there is obvious cyanosis in the peripheral circulation. The blood supply is seriously insufficient. If there is no urgent surgery, his life may be in danger at any time."
The doctor said a lot of professional jargon. Lu Yiwei was confused and asked, "What disease is this?"
"Didn't I just ask you what his relative is? To put it simply, the patient has congenital heart disease. The best age for treatment is before the age of five. I don't know if his family did not find out or something, but they missed the best time for surgery, causing the patient's condition to be extremely bad. "The doctor said.
Hearing the words "heart disease", Lu Yiwei could not believe it. After a long time, he said, "He has congenital heart disease? How is it possible? "
The doctor said calmly, "Now is not the time to discuss these issues. The patient needs to undergo pulmonary artery stenosis surgery immediately. Perhaps it can be treated and cured. But our hospital's medical technology is limited, and we can't perform this surgery. So we must transfer him to another hospital as soon as possible. "
"Okay, I will transfer him to another hospital immediately." Lu Yiwei could not care about anything else. Saving the patient's life was more important.
"Wait!" The political commissar stopped him. "I have to ask the higher-ups for this matter." The special nature of the patient made it difficult for the political commissar. According to normal procedures, the patient would have to be approved step by step, and only after obtaining the relevant procedures of "medical parole" could he be released. In addition, according to the relevant regulations, the patient must be treated within the jurisdiction.
Hearing this, Lu Yiwei was instantly furious. "Look at the situation, and you still need to ask the higher-ups for instructions? If the patient's condition is delayed, can you bear the responsibility?"
The political commissar did not give in and said coldly, "Comrade Lu Yiwei, I can understand your feelings, but this is the regulation, and I can't make the decision. Don't be impatient. I will make the call now. "
Time passed by, and the political commissar was still on the phone. Lu Yiwei was already restless. He stood up and roared, "Doctor, we can't wait anymore. Hurry up and arrange an ambulance to go directly to the Provincial People's Hospital."
The doctor sat there motionlessly. He was anxious but there was nothing he could do.
Lu Yiwei was going crazy. He rushed out and grabbed the political commissar's collar. His eyes widened, "Are you done? If anything happens to Xia Jinpeng, believe it or not, I will peel off this layer of dog skin on your body! "
When the other prison guards saw this, they quickly surrounded Lu Yiwei and pinned him to the ground.
The political commissar did not get angry. He hung up the phone and returned to his office. "Doctor, hurry up and arrange it." The political commissar did not get the approval from the higher-ups. The approval process was extremely complicated, but a human life was at stake. So, he decided to act first and report later.
Two and a half hours later, Xia Jinpeng was sent to the Provincial People's Hospital.
The hospital's "business" was always booming. It was as if it was Chinese New Year, and it was overcrowded. After Xia Jinpeng was sent, there was not even a bed. The doctor said that even if they accepted the patient, the earliest surgery would be the day after tomorrow.
Lu Yiwei begged, but he did not win the doctor's sympathy. The doctor said coldly, "As you can see, there are patients everywhere, and all of them are in urgent need of surgery. But there are only a few operating theaters in our hospital. Who do you think we should save first?"
The doctor's words made Lu Yiwei speechless. He looked back at Xia Jinpeng, who was wearing an oxygen mask and was still unconscious on the mobile bed. Lu Yiwei felt like a knife was being twisted in his heart. He begged, "Doctor, you can't just watch the patient die. No matter what, you have to get a bed first, right?"
The doctor's cold face slightly twitched. He raised his hand and pointed to the corridor, saying, "Let's make do in the corridor first. We'll talk about it after the patient is discharged."
Lu Yiwei looked at the bustling corridor. He wanted to say something, but he did not.
After temporarily settling down, Lu Yiwei handed the medical record of the Bei City People's Hospital to the doctor. The doctor glanced at it and threw it to him. "Go and do another examination. Go and do an electrocardiogram first."
"Haven't we already done that?" Lu Yiwei asked doubtfully.
"Everything will be based on the results of our hospital's examination," the doctor said casually. "Also, go and do the hospitalization procedures and pay the deposit."
The hospital was not like the market. If the service here was bad, and the food was not fresh, they could go to another place. How could the patients withstand such torment? Lu Yiwei was in a bad mood all day, but what could he do? The doctor was a lone trader, so he could only swallow his anger and do as he was told.
When going through the hospitalization procedures, he was asked to pay a 50,000 yuan deposit. Lu Yiwei searched his body and only found 3,000 yuan in cash. He did not bring a single bank card.
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