In the afternoon.
Nanshan District First Hospital.
The Hidden Secretary stood at the entrance of the ward, blocking all the officials from the district who came to visit.
Inside, Doctor Xu exerted all his strength and gave Wang Anshi a massage very carefully. He couldn't wait to press all the acupoints that could relieve the pain from head to toe.
But an hour passed.
Not only did Wang Anshi not feel that his condition had improved, but it was also getting more and more painful. Every breath he took felt like a year had passed, and the pain was almost killing him.
Doctor Xu finished massaging. "Secretary Wang, how do you feel?"
Wang Anshi said angrily, "What kind of massage is this? Hiss! Why is there no effect at all? "
"Your illness is already very serious." Doctor Xu already knew that it would not have much of an effect, so he said, "We should do the surgery as soon as possible. If it's a massage, it's really …"
Wang Anshi clutched his stomach and said, "Replace him! Your hospital doesn't have any good doctors! Hiss! We'll look for him from another hospital! "His heart was in pain, and he didn't care if he was polite or not.
Half an hour later, Secretary Zang made a phone call to the various hospitals in Nanshan District. In the end, a few hospitals sent a group of experts to examine Wang Anshi. After the tests and examinations, many of the experts suggested surgery. If that didn't work, IV transfusions and medication would also work. However, Wang Anshi didn't listen to them and went against the traditional Chinese massage therapists. He asked them to find a few masseurs to treat him.
They had been busy for almost the entire afternoon.
He had also changed three or four masseurs, but none of them had any effect.
Wang Anshi flared up again. Dong Xuebing quickly alleviated his pain, and Wang Anshi did not relapse for 3 to 4 days. But what was wrong with these people? He even has a doctor's license! How could he be inferior to a half-baked doctor? After being tormented for so long, there was still no relief?
Finally, an old Chinese medicine doctor said to Wang Anshi, "If there was someone who could help you with this disease, he must be an expert in Chinese massage. You can find him again. We really can't do anything."
The physicians at the side were also somewhat silent.
Wang Anshi kept quiet. He finally realized Dong Xuebing's medical skills are so good! If she doesn't want to take the risk of surgery, only Dong Xuebing can treat her.
The door suddenly opened.
"Uncle, how are you?" Wang Yuling, who had rushed over after receiving the news, pushed open the door and entered.
Secretary Zang also followed her into the ward. The other leaders were stopped by him, but Wang Yuling was the leader's niece. Secretary Zang naturally would not stop her.
Wang Anshi shook his hand and clutched his abdomen without saying a word. The muscles on his face were twitching in pain.
A doctor immediately explained Wang Anshi's condition to Wang Yuling.
Secretary Cang heard this and got anxious. He looked at Wang Anshi and suggested: "Secretary, why don't we call Xiao Dong over?"
Wang Anshi didn't say anything, he was embarrassed.
The Zang Secretary looked at Wang Yuling and seemed to want her to inform Dong Xuebing.
Wang Yuling saw Secretary Cang's expression and immediately pulled a long face. "Secretary Cang, if you want to look for Chief Dong, you can call him yourself. I will not interfere in this matter!" When Wang Anshi wanted to touch Dong Xuebing, Wang Yuling had come over to plead for him to stop. She also told Wang Anshi what to do if his appendicitis acted up again. But Wang Anshi did not care and continued to touch Dong Xuebing. Now, his appendicitis acted up again, and he suddenly remembered Chief Dong's kindness? Wang Yuling felt this was too much. Anyway, she was too ashamed to tell Chief Dong.
… …
Nanshan District Renmin Street Middle Road.
Dong Xuebing was driving towards his mother's hostel. He had left the Street Administration Office at noon to lie low and also to ask his mother to invite Yang Zhaode. Dong Xuebing wanted to treat Yang Zhaode to dinner tonight. Yang Zhaode had helped him a lot, and as a junior, Dong Xuebing must repay him.
Dong Xuebing's phone rang.
It was the Party and Government Office's Director, Zhou Yanru. "Director, have you heard about it?"
"Huh? What did you hear? "Dong Xuebing slowed down.
"Something happened at the District Party Committee. Secretary Anshi's appendicitis acted up again."
Dong Xuebing was excited. "Oh? Tell me in detail. "
Zhou Yanru told Dong Xuebing about this incident. She had just heard about it.
Dong Xuebing was overjoyed. Wang Anshi fell sick because of him? He collapsed at the District's office building? He was sent to the hospital by ambulance in the afternoon??
Serves him right!
Dong Xuebing had expected Wang Anshi's condition to relapse these few days. He had planned to use REVERSE to alleviate Wang Anshi's condition for 3 to 4 days, and when Wang Anshi acted up again, Dong Xuebing will treat him for another 7 to 15 days. This way, Dong Xuebing can prove his medical skills and make Wang Anshi owe him a few favors. This way, Dong Xuebing can get closer to Wang Anshi and get closer to the leaders. But now, there was no need for this. Dong Xuebing lit a cigarette and continued driving.
Ring … ring … ring … Dong Xuebing's phone rang again.
Dong Xuebing frowned when he saw the number. He had the phone numbers of all the leaders in the District and had saved the secretary's number.
It was the District's Party Secretary's secretary calling!
Dong Xuebing did not want to answer, but after thinking for a while, he answered. "Hello, Secretary Zang?"
Secretary Zang asked. "Chief Dong, are you at the Street Office now?"
Dong Xuebing replied indifferently: "No. What's the matter?"
Secretary Zang was annoyed by Dong Xuebing's tone. But since he had something to ask of Dong Xuebing, he did not show it. "It's like this. Secretary Wang Anshi is hospitalized with appendicitis, and his condition is quite critical. The Secretary asked me to ask if you are free now. He wants you to do the massage treatment for him again."
Dong Xuebing felt he had heard wrongly: "What did you say?"
Secretary Zang repeated: "The Secretary wants you to go to the hospital. What do you think?"
Are you joking with me? Ah? Dong Xuebing did not know if he should cry or laugh. He still wants me to treat him? What have you been doing? I saved you out of kindness, Wang Anshi, but what did you do? You are biting the hand that fed you! You turned against me in the blink of an eye! You dare to hurt me?! Now you remember me?! You still want me to treat you?! Oh! Treat your illness?! Let you deal with me when you're full of vigor? Suppress me?! You are going to turn against me again?!
Damn! Am I f * * king crazy?!
If it was anyone else, after falling out with the District's Party Secretary, they would think about how to repair their relationship. This was a good opportunity. But Dong Xuebing was not anyone else!
You backstabbed me! You still want me to treat you?!
F * * k off! What has Wang Anshi's life or death got to do with me?!
Dong Xuebing replied coldly: "I am just a Street Office Leader and not from the Health Bureau. What illness do I know? Are you talking to the wrong person? "
"You … …"
Before Secretary Zang could say anything, Dong Xuebing hung up!
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