Yuxiang

To Murong Xianxian's dismay, taking the bus outside Guiyun Villa was a very annoying thing, and her motorcycle was not there, and she had to change vehicles three times before arriving at the Central Hospital. It's already 01:30 in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the lobby, the phone rang, Murong Xianxian answered it quickly, and Su Zhiqiang's voice came from inside: "Murong Xiu, where are you now?"

"President Su, I'm in the lobby of the hospital." Murong Xianxian replied.

"Great, I'm on my way to the hospital now, and I won't be there in a while. You take the elevator to the fifteenth floor first, and I'll arrange someone to pick you up."

Dalian Central Hospital is one of the largest hospitals in the city. It not only has a large number of beds, but also has a strong medical force. It has the most advanced medical equipment in the world and the most skilled medical staff in the country. Dalian Central Hospital is the first choice.Above the twelfth floor is the intensive care ward, and the access control is much stricter than that of ordinary wards. Without the ID card and the permission of the visitor, it is impossible to enter.

As soon as Murong Xianxian stepped out of the elevator, a middle-aged woman with a fashionable dress and a good face walked up to her: "Hi, are you the Murong Xiu that Zhiqiang said? Please follow me."

Zhang Hongmei looked at Murong Xianxian with some surprise. Although she already knew that the other party was very young, she was still surprised when she saw her. She couldn't believe that such a beautiful girl was actually a descendant of the "hidden genius doctor".

Murong Xianxian is also looking at Zhang Hongmei. Behind the spring-like smile on this woman's face, the shrewdness and vigilance hidden behind it are obvious, but there is nothing strange about her. If the roles are reversed, she may be the same.

The intensive care unit is indeed luxuriously and thoughtfully furnished. The carpet in the corridor is like walking on clouds, but it will never make people feel erratic. The soft carpet absorbs all the sounds. At that time, she found that there were actually two burly men standing outside the door. For a moment, Murong Xianxian had the feeling of meeting the boss of the underworld... Maybe rich people think that all strangers are plotting evil? Actions can also be disturbing.

Since she noticed Murong Xianxian's gaze, Zhang Hongmei explained with a smile: "Murong Xiu, these two are the company's security guards, mainly to prevent unrelated people from disturbing my father-in-law's rest."

Murong Xianxian nodded, as long as he didn't deal with her later.She is indeed a little nervous now, but she is not an inexperienced quack.Murong Xianxian's first patient was Murong Xiaoxiao. At that time, because Xiaoxiao didn't know how to cooperate, she knew how many bruises were pinched by her younger brother.Later, during the holidays, she would often go out with her master. Although Zhu Guoen was not easy to get rid of, but in order to train her during that time, Zhu Guoen took her to a distant place to find 'experimental products', but the two often changed their appearance. , No one knew their identities at all, until Murong Xianxian thoroughly mastered the two acupuncture techniques.

As expected of a specially invited ward, the environment is quite good. If it weren't for the rescue and monitoring equipment, as well as the faint smell of disinfectant in the air, it would be impossible to imagine that this is a ward.It was only when he saw the old man on the hospital bed that Murong Xianxian's eyes moved slightly.

The old man was already sound asleep, Murong Xianxian did not approach, but stood at the door and looked around for a while, then turned and left the door, closing the door gently.

"Murongxiu, when do you think my father-in-law will be diagnosed and treated? How sure are you?" Zhang Hongmei asked.

"What is your identity?"

Murong Xianxian asked: "I need to confirm the relationship between you and the patient, and I also need to know how much control you can make? As for how sure you are, I have to wait until the pulse is finished."

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and cutting. Looking is the skill of the eyes, which belongs to the highest state; Feeling the pulse is the last step, and it is also the way Chinese medicine treats patients today.

Murong Xianxian has practiced the eight methods of Guanqi, which is the skill of "watching".In fact, judging from the old man's face, she already has some confidence, but she feels that she lacks clinical experience and needs to confirm it by feeling the pulse... Although she is not a doctor, since she wants to treat people, she must Do things with a serious and cautious attitude, after all, this is a human life.

"Murongxiu, you should already know the identity of the patient. He is my father-in-law, and my name is Zhang Hongmei."

Zhang Hongmei's introduction was very concise... She always felt that this girl didn't look like a doctor with special skills.However, she also seemed to have forgotten one thing - Murong Xianxian was not a doctor in the first place.

"Ms. Zhang, I'm going in now to check Mr. Su's pulse. But before that, it's better to make some things clear. After you write it down, you can think about it with Mr. Su. If I can help, those conditions must be agreed. If I help If you are not busy, then these conditions will be discarded, this is also to hurry up, what do you think?"

Zhang Hongmei thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, tell me, I'll remember it."

She took out a notebook and pen from her bag.

"First of all, you need to draw up a statement, stating that it is completely voluntary by the patient and requested by the family members, asking me to help you treat with ancient Chinese medicine treatment methods, and the patient and family members must sign and press fingerprints.

Secondly, the treatment itself has a certain degree of risk, because the patient's condition is very bad, so it must be stated that I will not be held accountable in case of an accident.

Again, regarding the treatment process and my information, the patient's family members are not allowed to disclose to outsiders in any form, and signed a confidentiality agreement.

Finally, during the medical treatment, only family members can watch on the sidelines, but they are not allowed to interfere and affect my work. After the treatment, my condition improved obviously, and immediately transferred 50 RMB to my designated account. 50 RMB.

Note that the stabilization I am talking about does not mean a cure, but a return to his pre-morbid condition. "

100 million is nothing to Zhang Hongmei, she is even willing to pay more money, but the result of the treatment... She frowned slightly: "Murong Xiu, can't it be cured? Money is not a problem, and the time to cure is not a problem either. "

"Ms. Zhang, for the time being, I have no way to cure Mr. Su's illness." Murong Xianxian also has no way, maybe after accepting the next stage of inheritance, there will be a way to cure it, but it is definitely not possible now.

temporary?

Zhang Hongmei's eyes lit up, but she didn't rush to inquire immediately. Since there was hope, there was no rush to inquire now.

"I'll go in now to check Mr. Su's pulse. After Mr. Su comes over, you can discuss it as soon as possible." After Murong Xianxian finished speaking, she gently pushed the door open and entered the room.

Not long after she entered, Su Zhiqiang also rushed back. After Zhang Hongmei introduced the situation to him, he came to the door and looked in through the glass window. Zhang Hongmei discussed Murong Xianxian's conditions one by one.