Afternoon.
Dong Xuebing and Yu Meixia hailed a taxi to the hospital in Seoul.
This is not the famous' Plastic Street 'in Seoul. It is a large general hospital with a full range of services. Before coming to Seoul, Dong Xuebing had heard this hospital is not as professional as the' Plastic Street '. But when it comes to skin grafting, this hospital is very famous. More than three to four A-list and A-list celebrities had undergone skin grafting at this hospital, and this hospital is very reputable.
"Are you Dong Xuebing?" A woman in a white coat walked up to Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing replied. "I am Zhang Jingjing, Doctor Zhang. Nice to meet you."
The woman smiled and nodded. "Nice to meet you, Chief Dong. Let's go in first. It's cold outside." Dong Xuebing and Zhang Jingjing had spoken over the phone a few times and are not strangers.
An office on the second floor of the hospital.
The medical environment here seemed to be much better than in China. The most intuitive point was that there were not as many people. If it was in Beijing, if you did not line up at 4 or 5 in the morning, you would not be able to get a consultation from any of the tertiary Grade A hospitals. After exchanging some pleasantries, Zhang Jingjing walked over to Yu Meixia and asked her to remove her mask. Zhang Jingjing looked at Yu Meixia's face and did not give any conclusion. She only asked Dong Xuebing to wait for a while while she made some arrangements and brought Yu Meixia upstairs for a check-up.
Ten minutes …
Twenty minutes …
One hour …
The door opens, and Zhang Jingjing returns.
Dong Xuebing immediately stood up. "Doctor Zhang, how is it?"
"I had done the tests, and it should be fine." Zhang Jingjing took a list and flipped through a page. "The scratches are all concentrated on one side of the face. Only one operation is needed, and the area of the scar is within a controllable limit. There's no problem here. Also, the degree of the skin color on the patient's buttocks is infinitely close to the skin color on the face. It can even be said to be exactly the same. If the skin grafting is done from the buttocks, the postoperative recovery will definitely be very good. Of course, I'm only talking about the theoretical effect.
Dong Xuebing was relieved. "What about Sister Yu?"
"I had arranged a ward for her, and we will do the skin tests and tests."
"… are you going for the surgery today?"
Zhang Jingjing shook her head. "I'm afraid we can't do it today. If both you and the patient agree, we can have the surgery tomorrow morning at the earliest. We still need to do some preoperative preparations."
"Alright, I've troubled you. Thank you."
At 4 pm, Dong Xuebing finally met Yu Meixia.
In the ward, Yu Meixia was lying on her side on the bed. Her face was covered with bandages, and she seems to have applied some medicine. Yu Meixia raised her head when she saw Dong Xuebing. "Xiao Bing, I heard you will be having surgery tomorrow."
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Do it tomorrow morning."
Yu Meixia looked around. "Then … I will not be returning to the hotel today?"
"That's right. You still need to prepare for the operation." Dong Xuebing asked curiously. "You want to go back?"
Yu Meixia did not answer Dong Xuebing's question and asked nervously. "Then … … where are you going at night?"
"Sister Yu, just say it. What's wrong?"
She bit her lip lightly. "If I'm alone … alone in the hospital … I … I don't … I don't understand Korean …"
Dong Xuebing understood what Yu Meixia meant. "Sigh … I thought it is something important. Don't worry. I will accompany you tonight."
Yu Meixia blushed. "Really?"
"Really, I'll be with you until your surgery tomorrow morning."
Yu Meixia took a deep breath and quickly explained. "I … I am not afraid. I … I am just … …"
Dong Xuebing patted Yu Meixia's hand. "I know. Have a good rest."
"… Ok. Thank you."
That night, Yu Meixia did not sleep well. She did nothing but toss and turn in bed. Dong Xuebing was also the same. He lay beside Yu Meixia and did not sleep the whole night. When he closes his eyes, he can see the scars on Yu Meixia's face. Dong Xuebing fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning, but he dreamt that the operation had failed. The scars on Yu Meixia's face had become more obvious, and they had spread all over her face. Dong Xuebing woke up in cold sweats and looked around.
Phew … luckily it's only a dream.
Dawn came, and a few medical staff entered the ward to check on Yu Meixia's face again.
Dong Xuebing knew the operation is about to start and shook Yu Meixia's hand to encourage her. Yu Meixia's face had turned pale, and Dong Xuebing quickly told her a few jokes before leaving the ward.
At 9 am, Yu Meixia was pushed into the operating theater.
Dong Xuebing suppressed his frustration and walked out of the hospital. He started to smoke outside the hospital.
She must succeed!
Ten minutes …
Half an hour …
Suddenly, Dong Xuebing, who was waiting anxiously outside the hospital lobby, looked up and saw a few ambulances stopping in front of him. The ambulances' doors opened, and the paramedics were carrying stretchers out. One, two, three, four … there were seven to eight stretchers, and the people on the stretchers were fainted. Some had blood on their faces, and some were holding their arms, screaming in pain. All of them were seriously injured, and all of them were wearing Taekwondo uniforms. Most of them were yellow or green belts, and they were not high-level fighters.
What happened?
Why are so many people seriously injured?
Because of what happened on the plane, Dong Xuebing does not have a good impression of Korea's Taekwondo. He looked at them and wanted to go upstairs to see if Yu Meixia's operation is over. But the next moment, Dong Xuebing heard something, and he stopped. The person who spoke was a young man in Taekwondo uniform. His injuries were not as serious, and he was not on a stretcher. He was following behind the doctor and looking at the patients on the stretchers anxiously.
"Da Liu, Lao San, Xiao Lu, we have reached the hospital. Hold on for a while more!"
He is speaking in Mandarin.
Dong Xuebing turned to look at him.
One of the young men on the stretcher replied. "I am fine. Look at Sun Zhi first. He is seriously injured!"
The eyes of the man with the lighter injuries were all red. "Lao San, your ribs are broken. Stop talking!"
All of them were speaking in Mandarin, and they should be students from Korea. One of them even spoke with a Hebei accent, and Dong Xuebing should not have heard wrongly.
Dong Xuebing was stunned for a second and followed them.
Ring … ring … ring … Dong Xuebing's phone rang. It's a global number, and he can use it here.
"Hello, Doctor Zhang?" Dong Xuebing answered.
Zhang Jingjing replied. "The operation had just ended. Can you come over?"
"Ok. I will go over now." Dong Xuebing looked at those students and did not chase after them. He quickly went upstairs to Zhang Jingjing's office.
Dong Xuebing pushed open the office door, and Zhang Jingjing was discussing something with two doctors.
Dong Xuebing took a deep breath. "Doctor Zhang, how is the operation? Is it successful? "Dong Xuebing stared at Zhang Jingjing's lips. He is afraid she will say sorry.
Zhang Jingjing put down a document and nodded. "Teacher Jin is in charge of the operation, and I had also participated in it. From the results, the operation is very successful because the skin color is almost the same. Teacher Jin's analysis is that the patient will recover to his original appearance after the operation. The most important thing now is the treatment after the operation. We must take note of his diet and body parts. I will give you a list of things to take note of in Mandarin later. Also, the patient will be receiving treatment in the hospital for the next few days. We still need to deal with the skin grafting on his face. If there are no problems, he will be discharged in about 10 days."
Success! This is great!
Dong Xuebing knocked his forehead and walked over to shake Zhang Jingjing and Doctor Jin's hands. "Thank you. Thank you so much."
Zhang Jingjing laughed. "Let's go and see the patient."
"Ok. How is Sister Yu feeling?" Dong Xuebing asked.
Zhang Jingjing walked out of the office with Dong Xuebing. "The general anesthesia is not over yet, and he will wake up after a while."
About 10 minutes later, Yu Meixia finally woke up.
Dong Xuebing smiled. "Sister Yu!"
Zhang Jingjing, who was beside Yu Meixia, was taking notes in a notebook and asking her questions. She asked Yu Meixia if her vision is blurry and if she feels nauseous. Yu Meixia shook her head slightly, but her voice is hoarse. After Zhang Jingjing finished her notes, Zhang Jingjing told Dong Xuebing not to worry. She told Dong Xuebing that the patient will feel uncomfortable after the general anesthesia. After all, the local anesthesia will take more than 10 hours to digest, and she will be fine after some time.
After Zhang Jingjing left, Yu Meixia tried to speak to Dong Xuebing.
"Don't. Just listen to me." Dong Xuebing knew what Yu Meixia wants to ask and laughed. "The doctor said the surgery is a success, and there is a high chance she will recover."
Yu Meixia's eyes turned red, and she bit her lips.
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Are you relieved now?"
Yu Meixia nodded, and her tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"Ah … Don't cry." Dong Xuebing quickly wiped Yu Meixia's tears. "The wound is still not healed, and your tears will get infected. Listen to me and stop crying."
Yu Meixia nodded, and after a while, she stopped crying and smiled.
Yu Meixia did not sleep well last night, and she was very nervous. After a few minutes, she fell asleep. Dong Xuebing smiled and left the ward, closing the door behind him. He felt relieved. After settling this issue, Dong Xuebing felt relaxed and relaxed. He looked at the sky and the ground. Everything is so beautiful.
Oh, those overseas students …
Dong Xuebing went to the hospital lobby to look for them. He wants to know more about what happened.
Dong Xuebing looked around but did not see Zhang Jingjing. They do not speak the same language, and there is no way to ask the staff. Just when Dong Xuebing was about to call Zhang Jingjing, a familiar figure rushed into the hospital. That person walked past Dong Xuebing anxiously and did not notice him. Dong Xuebing's eyesight is good and recognized him immediately. It's Li An, the Beijing man who scolded those Koreans on the plane.
"Li An!" Dong Xuebing shouted.
Li An turned around and was stunned. "You are Dong … Dong Xuebing!"
Dong Xuebing asked. "Why are you here? Is your family sick? "
Hearing this, Li An was immediately unable to restrain his anger, "Don't mention it. A few of my classmates were beaten up. Damn it, just thinking about it makes me angry. This is too much!"
Dong Xuebing asked. "I saw a few people in Taekwondo uniforms being sent here. Are they your classmates?"
"Yes. You saw them?"
"What happened? Who beat them up so ruthlessly? "
"I am in a hurry to see them. I will tell you on the way."
On the way, Dong Xuebing found out what happened. Li An's university classmates and the Chinese students who were beaten are from the same Tianma Taekwondo School. During training in the morning, a few Korean nationalists were talking about politics and insulted the Chinese. The Chinese students heard what they said and started an argument. During training, the instructor was not around and did not control the situation. It was the Koreans who started the fight, and they outnumbered the Chinese. In the end, all the Chinese students were seriously injured. Three of them had broken bones, and one was almost beaten to death. He is still in a coma.
Dong Xuebing frowned. "It's so serious? Where is the person in charge of the school? "
"He is not here! I still don't see him! "Li An scolded." These Koreans! They are despicable! They did not even send someone to check on us when they got into trouble with their Taekwondo School! "
After a while, Li An brought Dong Xuebing to Chen Dahui and the rest of the injured students.
Chen Dahui was the only one who was not injured. He was arguing with a doctor in Korean, and Dong Xuebing does not understand what he is saying.
"Dahui!" Li An quickly walks over.
Chen Dahui turned around. "Li An! You came at the right time! Did you bring any money? "
Li An replied. "I didn't bring much. What's wrong?"
Chen Dahui replied. "Lao San and the rest had just finished their simple treatment, but the doctor said we must pay the deposit and treatment fees. If not, we will not treat them. I told them to pay the deposit first, but they refused!"
Li An shouted angrily. "Where are your Taekwondo students?! They are the ones who beat them up! Of course, they will pay for the medical fees! "
"I can't contact them! I called the person in charge and their instructor! They must have discussed among themselves, and none of them answered! "
"What did the Police say?"
Chen Dahui replied angrily. "We had already called the Police, and they are investigating. But someone from our school saw those people eating at a restaurant outside! What's the point of investigating?! "
"F * * k!" Li An was furious. "Then no one is going to do anything about this?!"
Li An and Chen Dahui were furious. When they were studying in Korea, the people there had discriminated against Chinese. If not, they will not spend money to learn Taekwondo. But now, so many people were beaten up, and no one is going to help them. Tianma Taekwondo School's attitude and the Police's attitude had disappointed them.
Dong Xuebing frowned. "How are the injured?"
"This is …" Chen Dahui looked at Dong Xuebing.
Li An replied. "This is Brother Dong. I met him on the plane."
Chen Dahui replied. "Everyone is seriously injured, and a few of them had broken bones. One of them is still unconscious and is being treated. But we don't know how to pay for the medical fees. The hospital said if we do not pay, they will transfer us to another hospital. We are all students and do not have much money. Even if we ask our families for a short period of time …"
Suddenly, two young men limped over. "Let's pool our money to treat Sun Zhi first. He is seriously injured."
"That's right." The other young man endured the pain in his leg and said. "We are fine. Let's treat them first."
Li An quickly helps the other young man up. "Both of you have broken bones! Don't move! I will think of a way to pay! Both of you go back and lie down! "
Dong Xuebing saw this and asked. "How much do you need?"
Chen Dahui gave Dong Xuebing a number, and Dong Xuebing did not know how to calculate it.
Dong Xuebing thought for a while and took out a cheque from his bag. "We need to save them first. I will pay first."
Li An was stunned. "Brother Dong, how can we do this?!"
Dong Xuebing waved his hand to stop Zhang Jingjing and wrote a 100,000 RMB cheque. But when he was writing the cheque, he remembered that the US does not accept RMB. He had to convert his money to H RMB before sending Zhang Jingjing the surgery fees. Dong Xuebing immediately called Zhang Jingjing to ask her to come over.
A few minutes later, Zhang Jingjing walked over from the end of the corridor. "What's wrong?"
Dong Xuebing points to a few overseas students. "These students are injured, and there is still no news from the hospital. We do not have enough money now. Bring them to see a doctor first. Those who need treatment and those who need resuscitation should be treated."
Zhang Jingjing was troubled. "But …"
Dong Xuebing said. "I do not have so much Korean RMB with me. Bring them to the hospital first, and if no one is willing to pay, you can ask the hospital to look for me! I will pay for them! "
Zhang Jingjing paused for a second. "… alright. I will speak to them."
After conversing in Korean for a while, one of the doctors looked at Dong Xuebing and nodded to Zhang Jingjing.
Zhang Jingjing replied. "Alright."
Chen Dahui got excited. "Brother Dong, thank you so much!"
Li An and the other two students with broken bones were also touched. They had never expected to meet such a good person.
Dong Xuebing waved his hand. "Go and treat your injuries first." They are all Chinese, and Dong Xuebing wants to help them. Also, he is furious with the Taekwondo schools. They are too much. How can they not pay for their medical expenses when they are in such a serious situation? Also, it had been one to two hours! They did not even show their faces?! What the hell is this?!
After that, Dong Xuebing, Li An, and the rest went to visit the injured students.
Dong Xuebing asked about their conditions, and his heart was heavy when he saw the student who is still in critical condition.
Zhang Jingjing found out Dong Xuebing does not know this group of students. She looked at Dong Xuebing's back view from afar and felt emotional. He is willing to pay for all the medical fees for some students he does not know? No wonder he was already a section-level government official at such a young age. Look at his character, he was indeed different from others!
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