The beautiful woman sitting next to him rubbed her forehead and looked dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry, doctors. Let me interrupt for a moment." A somewhat cold voice rang out, interrupting everyone's conversation.
"What is it?" The Director of Health smiled and said. He was obviously trying to please the woman.
"Have you found out the cause of Guo Zhenghe's illness?" the young woman asked.
"The patient is poisoned. There is poison in his blood," a doctor said.
"What kind of poison?" The middle-aged man next to the beautiful woman asked. He didn't speak after he came in. Instead, he looked down at a stack of things. When he looked carefully, he found that it was a medical record and the diagnosis and treatment data. After hearing the doctor's reply, he looked up and asked.
"Unknown poison."
"Unknown?" The beautiful woman was stunned. "Didn't you successfully cure a patient with a similar disease? If you don't know what kind of poison it is, how did you cure him? Is it a coincidence?"
"This …" The doctors in the hospital were speechless.
"You have a meeting, but the first thing you discuss is not the cause of the patient, the condition, and the treatment plan. How can you transfer him to a hospital in Haiqu, Qi Province, or even Beijing? If you can't analyze the cause of the disease, what's the use of transferring him?" The beautiful woman's words were full of anger. Obviously, she was quite dissatisfied.
In the face of the beautiful woman's doubts, the experts in the conference room were speechless again.
"Everyone, I have a question." The middle-aged man next to the beautiful woman said, "I have two detailed cases here. According to the test results, the young man named Wang Zexiao's disease is almost the same as Guo Zhenghe's disease. Basically, we can confirm that they have the same disease or the same poison. However, when Wang Zexiao was recovering, his blood test report mentioned an abnormality. What is the specific situation of this abnormality? Is there some kind of detoxifying substance? Have you analyzed what substance it is?"
"Well, we tried to analyze it, but we couldn't find it." The doctor who had been in charge of the treatment of Wang Zexiao lowered his head in shame.
"Then I suggest that you go to Wang Zexiao immediately and take his blood for a test. At the same time, ask him carefully about his diet during his hospitalization. Maybe there is a way to detoxify him. In addition, I have a list here. Please prepare several kinds of medicine on it." As he spoke, the middle-aged man handed over a list. There were several rare medicines recorded on it.
"These are all imported drugs. Two of them are not available in Haiqu City," one of the doctors said after they had read through the list.
"Then prepare what we have and coordinate with Dao City to prepare what we don't have."
"Alright."
"You can continue, we won't disturb you!" After the beauty finished speaking, she got up and left, and the middle-aged man beside her followed her out.
"A bunch of weirdos!" The beauty said angrily after she went out.
"Miss, you don't have to be angry. This kind of nonsense is common in the system. Zhenghe's identity is different. If he were an ordinary person, they wouldn't care about the life and death of the patient!" The middle-aged man whispered.
"Where are the medical ethics of a doctor?" the woman asked angrily.
"Medical ethics? Hur hur, very rare! "The middle-aged man let out a sigh and said.
"Public morals degenerate with each passing day, and the hearts of the people are no longer what they used to be."
"Let's go and see Zhenghe first."
"Okay, please come with me."
Soon, they came to a special ward. A young man was lying on the bed. His face was strangely blue and black, and he was in a coma.
"Zhenghe, Zhenghe?" The beauty walked to the bedside and held her brother's hand, hoping that he could wake up. However, the result was the same as before. It didn't work.
"Uncle He, if you do it, how confident are you?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said, "If it were someone else, I would do it now. But Zhenghe can't. He is the only son of the regimental commander. There can't be any mistakes."
After hearing this, the beauty didn't insist.
"Miss, although I can't wake Zhenghe up for the time being, I will try my best to stop his condition from worsening."
"Thank you, Uncle He."
.....
Songbai Town, Wang Jia Village. It seemed to be a little lively today. A few cars stopped at the east side of the village. Many people got out of the cars. No one knew who they were, but the village secretary, Wang Jianli, was leading the way.
"This is it." Wang Jianli took them to the door of a house.
"Yirong!" Wang Jianli greeted inside.
"Coming." The door opened with a creak, and a man in his forties came out from inside.
"Party secretary, why are you here?"
"I have something to ask you. Let's talk inside," Wang Jianli said.
"Okay!"
The group of people entered the house. Wang Yirong was busy pouring tea.
"Don't be busy. These are the experts in the county and city. They have something to ask you."
"Okay!" Wang Yirong sat down. He was a little nervous. He didn't know why these experts came to his house.
These people were the doctors who had just rushed over from the county hospital after the meeting.
"Is your son called Wang Zexiao?"
"Yes," Wang Zexiao said.
"He was poisoned more than 10 days ago and was hospitalized in the county hospital?"
"Yes," Wang Zexiao said.
"Where is your son?"
"He works in town," Wang Zexiao said.
"Ask him to come back immediately," a man said in an intolerant tone.
"Okay, I'll call him." Wang Yirong could see that these people obviously had something urgent. Although they didn't sound friendly, he didn't care too much. He picked up his mobile phone and called his son to ask him to come home.
"Is my son OK?" After hanging up the phone, he was a little worried. He recognized that one of the people was the doctor from the county hospital who had treated his son.
"He's fine. I just need his help with something."
About 20 minutes later, Wang Zexiao returned home while everyone was waiting anxiously. He was of medium height and a little thin, but he was in good spirits.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
"Yes, it's him!" After seeing Wang Zexiao, a doctor immediately said. This doctor was the doctor who had been in charge of treating Wang Zexiao. His surname was Zhou.
"Hurry up," Wang Zexiao said.
As he spoke, one of the doctors took out a medical kit. There was a blood collection device inside.
"What are you doing?" Seeing the series of actions of these doctors, Wang Zexiao and his son were confused.
"We just want to do a check-up for you to see if you have fully recovered. By the way, would you like to go to the county hospital with us later?"
"I'm very healthy. I don't need a check-up." Wang Zexiao's attitude surprised them.
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