Liu Weichen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes shone like the stars in a foreign land. He exuded an aura that made people want to stay away from him, but it was also so deep that people could not help but want to get close to him.
Liu Weichen exhaled softly and opened his mouth with difficulty. "I don't drink medicine …"
"Mister Liu, hold my hand and take a deep breath." The anesthetist held Liu Weichen's hand and used his other hand to press Liu Weichen's shoulder. He repeated, "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath …"
Liu Weichen could only hear the sound of inhaling, but not exhaling. At the same time, he showed a strange smile. "Doctor Pan, the effect of your medicine is really short. Have you started?"
"It's done." The anesthetist pursed his lips. He did not know how many times he had carried out the same conversation.
Liu Weichen suddenly stared at the anesthetist's face. He did not breathe for a few seconds and asked vigilantly, "Is your surname really Pan?"
"Hey, Mister Liu, your train of thought is very clear. People usually ask how it's done. Hmm, do you feel awake? "
Liu Weichen stared at the anesthetist. "Is your surname really Pan?"
"Do you remember that you asked me this question just now? It'll be troublesome if you don't remember."
Liu Weichen held the anesthetist tightly. "What's your name?"
"Oh, you're quite strong. That's enough." The anesthetist stood up with a smile, patted Liu Weichen's hand, and pulled him away. He said, "Alright, you can sleep for a while more. I'll inform the others first."
Liu Weichen did not see the anesthetist until he returned to the ward.
He even wondered if there was something wrong with his memory …
…..
There were fans gathering outside the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center. Most of them were media reporters with their cameras.
China lacked famous athletes in the track and field field. Liu Weichen's favorability was already very good. Coupled with the sympathy points brought by his injury, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Zhu Tongyi arranged as many people as possible to face the media reporters. However, the media reporters who could not get any information in the research center would rather wait outside the door to see if they could find any additional clues.
A convoy of three Volkswagen Passats slowly drove around the island and headed toward the gate of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center.
A smart reporter immediately sensed the difference. He turned his digital camera around and snapped the shutter as if it didn't cost money.
"Drive straight in." The leader of the Sports Bureau sitting in the car frowned. He didn't want to see the reporters, but he also didn't want to drive them away.
Inside the door, Doctor Qu, the deputy director, and the others who received the news were already waiting downstairs.
The electric fence closed as soon as it was opened, not giving the reporters much of a chance.
The bureau chief saw that the inside and outside were isolated. He coughed lightly, adjusted his collar, and slowly walked out of the car.
"Director-General Wang, Department Director Su, Department Director Ma …" Doctor Qu greeted the leaders of the Sports Bureau with familiarity.
The Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center was adjacent to Fuyuan Stadium, and they often had dealings with the cadres and athletes of the Sports Bureau. Relatively speaking, the leaders of the Sports Bureau were considered major clients. Some doctors, such as Doctor Qu, were very concerned about this.
"Xiao Qu." Director-General Wang also recognized Doctor Qu. He smiled amiably and took the initiative to shake hands with him. He said, "Our Liu Weichen has troubled you many times. Thank you very much …"
"You're too kind, you're too kind." Doctor Qu's expression changed a little. Although he knew that Director-General Wang was putting on an act in front of others, this time, he was indeed more polite than usual.
Director-General Wang waved his hand and said, "This is not being polite, this is respect. We have to respect medicine and science. When athletes are injured, they need to see a doctor, and when they need to see a doctor, they need to rely on doctors, right? "
"It's indeed rare for you to think this way. Yes, long live your understanding." Doctor Qu forced himself to answer, and he felt like he was facing a superior.
Director-General Wang chuckled and said, "We are in charge of management and organization work, and we must try our best to understand others, especially when it comes to athletes. Especially when it comes to athletes. Athletes are young and full of youthful vigor. They don't want to be controlled. We all understand that. However, when it comes to some major issues, athletes are not just individuals. They are also people of the Sports Bureau. We respect science and respect athletes. Correspondingly, we also ask athletes to give us some respect … "
Doctor Qu did not dare to answer this question.
He could now see that Director-General Wang was here to denounce him.
Instead, Department Director Ma, who was in charge of track and field, said, "Where is Liu Weichen?"
"Inside." Doctor Qu did not bother to stop them. Anyway, Liu Weichen did not listen to him and turned to Ling Ran. Now, it was meaningless for him to stop the leader of the Sports Bureau.
Doctor Qu led the way in front, and a few people followed Doctor Qu straight in. They did not even pay much attention to the deputy director of the research center next to them.
The deputy director did not care. When he saw that the people had gone far away, he took out his phone and called Zhu Tongyi.
Soon, the two groups of people met in Liu Weichen's luxurious ward.
It was a big suite with four bedrooms, and the most important room was naturally Liu Weichen's ward. It occupied about a quarter of the room, and it had a full set of life support equipment. It was bright, quiet, and comfortable.
Liu Weichen's back leaned against the hospital bed. His leg was in a cast, and he was hanging high. He fell asleep in a daze.
When he saw this scene, Director-General Wang was shocked, and his anger instantly burned. "What happened?"
"The surgery went smoothly." Academician Zhu Tongyi smiled and said, "We expect Weichen to rest for three to four months, and then he can start adaptive training."
Director-General Wang could not scold an academician, so he could only impatiently say to the person beside him, "Wake Liu Weichen up, let him talk."
"The patient still needs to rest, let's go out first." Zhu Tongyi immediately stopped the people beside him.
Chief Ma did not listen to him, and he pushed Liu Weichen a few times with force.
However, no matter how hard he pushed, he could not wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep.
Zhu Tongyi was beside him, and he said, "Liu Weichen's anesthesia is not over yet, and he can't communicate normally now."
"Go out." Director-General Wang did not want to respect science anymore, but he did not express it in front of Academician Zhu.
When they reached the living room, Chief Ma appeared and said with a grumbling tone, "Academician Zhu, why did you perform Liu Weichen's surgery without saying anything?"
"Liu Weichen has been in our hospital for so many days, and the media has reported about it. Your department also knows about it. How can you say that you didn't say anything?"
"It's such a big thing. If you really want to perform the surgery, you should at least go through our department, right?" Chief Ma looked very unhappy. "If we perform the surgery like this, our subsequent arrangements will be messed up."
Zhu Tongyi smiled and did not say anything, letting Chief Ma vent.
There were differences between medical disputes in government units and medical disputes among the people, but there was one similarity, and it was hard to explain it clearly.
Chief Ma spoke in a long-winded manner, and when he finally could not speak anymore, he asked, "Where's the chief surgeon? How's the surgery going? Can you give us an explanation? "
"Sure, wait a moment, I'll ask." Zhu Tongyi looked at Ji Tianlu.
The latter shrugged and said, "He's performing surgery."
"He's performing surgery again?"
"He wants to finish today's surgery."
"There's no other way. Should we not wait for a while?" Zhu Tongyi replied to the Sports Bureau with a slightly apologetic tone.
"We'll wait for a while." After Director-General Wang said this, he asked someone to call the media reporters and the experts from the Sports Bureau over. He then said, "We're familiar with the reporters, and we won't speak carelessly. I hope you can give us some convenience."
Zhu Tongyi smiled. "Of course, no problem."
After a while, two reporters and a rehabilitation expert from the Sports Bureau came to the living room.
After waiting for a while, Ling Ran walked in wearing scrubs.
The two reporters' eyes suddenly lit up, and they subconsciously raised the cameras in their hands.
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