My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 11 Big News

Xia Xing and Xu Wei had just arrived at the hospital when a Maserati rushed over and stopped at the hospital entrance.

A man in a Hermès suit hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back door.

At this time, two people came down from the back door and carried down a young man covered in blood.

Seeing the young man's injury, Xia Xing's heart shuddered.

Because of inheriting the secret technique of Qimen and clairvoyance, Xia Xing could tell at a glance that the boy's vitality was passing away little by little.

Zhang Ai seemed to be going crazy, crying and yelling towards the hospital: "Doctor, where is the doctor? Come and save people, save lives!"

"Xia Xing, hurry up and take a picture, this is big news." Xu Wei reminded anxiously from the side.

However, Xia Xing didn't take a picture but came in front of the boy.

Xia Xing walked over and put his hand on the boy's wrist.

Possessing a strange secret technique, once the pulse is tapped, the patient's injury is already well known.

His eyes fell on the head, chest and legs of the injured, and then he said: "The patient has a comminuted fracture of his right leg, blood stasis in the brain, multiple fractures of the inner bones, and lung injury. He must be operated on immediately."

As soon as Xia Xing's words came out, a disdainful voice came from behind him: "Are you a medical staff? Randomly inferring the patient's condition without an examination, are you responsible for the patient's problems?"

Looking back, the person who spoke was a doctor named Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao is more than 40 years old, and he is obviously the doctor in charge today.

Xia Xing didn't say anything, the patient's condition was very critical, now was not the time to bicker, he had to have an examination for the injured immediately, and then the operation.

He stepped aside while several nurses carried the wounded man onto a stretcher.

Zhang Ai grabbed Zhang Tao's collar: "Boy, you are the attending physician, right? You must cure Master Wu Cong. If he makes any mistakes, you will die."

"Wu Cong? Which Young Master Wu Cong?" Since the injured person's face was covered with blood, he did not recognize him.

"National husband Wu Cong, haven't you heard of it? Tell you that Wu Cong's father is Wu Tianming from Tianming Group." Zhang Ai roared.

Hearing this name, Zhang Tao's heart trembled suddenly: "Quickly, check with Master Wu immediately, and I will report to the dean right away."

Wu Cong is a well-known first-line star in China, and his father is a well-known business tycoon in Shanghai. Tianming Group donates tens of millions of equipment to the hospital every year, so he naturally dare not neglect.

Zhang Tao took out his phone and hurriedly called the dean and expert Wei Lao.

Xia Xing said to Xu Wei: "The patient's condition is very serious, I know some medical skills and will help."

The news was indeed explosive, but Xu Wei was still a conscientious reporter. It was obviously inappropriate to continue taking pictures at this time, so Xia Xing and the nurses worked together to push the patient into the intensive care unit.

After all, the patient's status is special, so the efficiency of the hospital is surprisingly fast, and Wu Cong's various inspection results have come out soon.

Zhang Tao received the test results and glanced at Xia Xing as if he had seen a ghost.

Because the test result was exactly the same as what Xia Xing said.

Could it be that this guy has some supernatural powers, he just took a pulse and could detect the patient's condition with just a few glances.

"Why are you in a daze, how is Master Wu Cong's condition?" Zhang Ai roared anxiously.

"This... Young Master Wu's condition is very serious. The patient has a comminuted fracture of his right leg, blood stasis in the brain, multiple fractures of the inner bone, and lung injury. He must be operated on immediately."

Zhang Tao almost repeated what Xia Xing had just said.

In fact, according to the examination results, Wu Cong was basically sentenced to death. Even if it was Old Wei, an old expert from Shanghai Hospital, he was only [-]-[-]% sure. "

"Then hurry up and arrange the operation, what are you still doing?" Zhang Ai roared.

"Master Wu's condition is too serious. Even if he undergoes an operation, the success rate may not be high. Why don't you transfer him to a hospital in Kyoto."

"What the hell are you talking about? The Jingdu Hospital is thousands of miles away. Your head is flooded?" Zhang Ai yelled, grabbing Zhang Tao's collar.

Zhang Tao's face turned pale: "Don't get excited, the director and our hospital's most authoritative expert Wei Lao are also on the way."

Zhang Ai threw Zhang Tao aside with a wave of his hand, pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

Wu Cong was driving the car just now, when he answered a phone call suddenly, he lost control of his emotions and crashed into a large truck. He is Wu Cong's manager, and if something happened to Wu Cong, he would not be able to pay the responsibility.

At this moment, Wu Cong suddenly coughed violently on the hospital bed, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and nasal cavity, and the equipment on his body also sounded an alarm.

The faces of all the people present changed, Wu Cong was almost dying.

(End of this chapter)