Then, he contacted a doctor from the county hospital who knew how to perform interventional surgery and asked him to ask if there was a new surgical method.
When he learned that the answer was no, Xiang Heping knew that he had probably met a scammer.
But why would a scammer lie to him?
He did not want to think about it anymore. At his age, it was nonsense to cheat people of their looks. He had to be able to do it even if he wanted to.
Money? That was possible. When they came later, if they talked about freelance surgery, what should he say? Xiang Heping thought to himself.
He would only talk about freelance surgery instead of rescuing the patient.
Because rescuing the patient was an unexpected situation, they did not take the risk to come from afar because of the money, but because of friendship. However, freelance surgery was another matter. The surgeon knew the patient's condition in advance, negotiated a price, and came to perform the surgery.
Rescuing the patient usually did not charge money. If they talked about this after meeting, they would undoubtedly be a scammer!
Xiang Heping figured out the ins and outs of the matter. He could even imagine the scene at that time — "Boss Zheng" definitely wouldn't talk to him about money. Someone standing behind him must have secretly pulled him to a corner and whispered about this matter.
MD！ They actually lied to him! Xiang Heping's heart burned with anger. Wasn't this taking advantage of the situation?!
He was furious.
He was already in an extremely bad mood after the anesthesia had failed today, and now he had met a scammer! Xiang Heping's heart was filled with countless obstacles. He wanted to beat these scammers up.
Do they really think I'm a pushover? Xiang Heping thought fiercely in his heart.
The shame of failing the anesthesia and the humiliation of no one replying to his message surged in his heart like a tidal wave.
Xiang Heping picked up his phone and first called the county public security bureau.
Wolf Mountain County was not big, and he was familiar with the bureau chief. Moreover, the task of eliminating evil was very important now. Catching scammers was also a quota. Xiang Heping's heart calmed down a little when the other side came happily.
He had to put on a show and see how good the scammer was. Xiang Heping contacted the director of the interventional surgery room and informed the doctor on duty to open another operating room for the surgery.
After everything was ready, he stood silently in the darkness of the fire escape, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
In fact, catching the scammer was only secondary. To a large extent, venting his anger was meaningless. He still had to pray that his grandfather would be lucky and that the catheter left in the epidural would not … would not pressure the nerves.
Although there was a layer of dura between the nerve roots and the dural membrane, he was always worried about local tissue hyperemia and edema. Xiang Heping silently prayed for the arrival of good luck. He was very depressed. He wanted to curse and even hit someone.
He had been an anesthesiologist for his entire life, but in the end, he ended up causing trouble for his father. This … Xiang Heping let out a long sigh.
This breath was as boundless as the darkness of the fire escape. Not only did he not feel relaxed, he felt even worse.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Heping received a call from his sister. She had just finished her surgery, and there were many things for him to do. After all, he was a doctor and a director. When he came to the hospital, he was the backbone.
Not only did he have to contact the police from the police station, but he also had to take care of the old man. Xiang Heping's old arms and legs were a little overwhelmed. However, it was good to be busy. The guilt and guilt he felt were also reduced a lot.
After working for a long time, Xiang Heping's WeChat voice call rang again. It was impossible not to hear it even if he didn't want to.
Xiang Heping took out his phone and glanced at it. The words "912 Lao He" were especially eye-catching.
'Damn liar!' Xiang Heping cursed in his heart.
The old man was asleep in a daze. He picked up his phone and walked out.
"Teacher He." Although Xiang Heping still called the person on the other side of the phone Teacher He, his tone was no longer respectful and even reverent. Instead, it was cold and indifferent.
"Oh, the General Surgery Department on the fifth floor.
I'm taking care of the old man here, so I won't go down to pick you up. "
Xiang Heping hung up the voice communication and sneered. To be honest, he was already a little tired of it. It did not matter whether the liar was a liar or not. The most important thing was what would happen to the old man in the future and how he would explain it to his family.
Until now, he was still hiding it from his siblings. They did not know what had happened.
He behaved so coldly. If it was really Boss Zheng or the legendary Lao He, he would have been so angry that he would have run away long ago. Only a liar would be persistent. After all, they had not succeeded yet.
He had already given them a chance. If they still did not open their eyes, they could not blame him for being rude!
Xiang Heping thought hatefully in his heart.
These swindlers were like flies, buzzing non-stop.
Standing at the door of the ward and taking a few breaths, Xiang Heping was very annoyed. The catheter in the epidural was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.
How should he deal with it in the future? This question made Xiang Heping feel especially uneasy. His heart was pounding, and he was already showing signs of sinus tachycardia.
After a few minutes, a group of strangers walked in from the door of the ward. Xiang Heping took a look and his heart was filled with ruthlessness.
There was also a cripple pulling a suitcase. He pretended to be a good person, but this extra was simply too bad. No matter what, he had to find a normal person. Coincidentally, he was feeling vexed. He should first catch this group of liars.
Xiang Heping thought so in his heart, but he had to find real evidence. He put on a smile and went up to greet them.
He still vaguely remembered the face of the legendary Lao He that he had seen at the annual meeting of the anesthesiologists. It seemed to be this person.
Xiang Heping reached out his hand and pretended to be a little guilty as he said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. There aren't many people at home, so I didn't go to pick you up."
Lao He's expression was a little unhappy, but he did not say anything. He introduced Boss Zheng and Su Yun to Xiang Heping. As for Feng Xuhui, who was at the back, because his identity was a little sensitive, he did not say much.
This' fake 'Boss Zheng looked similar to the one on TV. Xiang Heping was a little puzzled. However, he had already figured out who he was through his cold WeChat reply.
Even if he could invite a certain professor in the Imperial Capital, he would definitely not be able to find the Nobel Prize winner, Boss Zheng. Even if he could invite Boss Zheng, he would definitely not be on call. Even if he was on call … How was that possible! Dream on!
"Boss Zheng, it's been hard on you." Xiang Heping was not a good actor. The expression on his face was very stiff.
However, Zheng Ren did not care. The patient's family members had all kinds of states. He had seen them countless times. Although Chief Xiang's EQ was extremely low and he was unwilling to connect, Zheng Ren's focus was not on this.
After the surgery, he would hurry home. It should not delay his sleep at night.
"Which room is the patient in?" Zheng Ren asked.
(End of this chapter)
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