I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 1626 No!

After finishing breakfast and cleaning up, Jiang Chen and Fang Qing headed to Xinghuo Medical Center.

Ok.

When they left, they closed the door very tightly.

The diagnosis results are in.

Zhang Zhongquan is in the MCS, which is a minimal state of consciousness.

There are several types of vegetative state patients, including VS, also known as the living dead. Except for not being dead, they are no different from the dead, unable to move and without thought.

The second type is MCS, which is the case with Zhang Zhongquan. He has a subtle consciousness, but cannot react to the outside world.

The third type is locked-in syndrome, where the patient is like being locked in a dark, enclosed room. They are conscious but unable to communicate with the outside world.

Which one is worse is a matter of opinion, but from a medical perspective, the severity clearly decreases with each level.

Accurately diagnosing the three states of a vegetative state undoubtedly requires highly skilled professionals, extensive experience, and ample medical resources. This is why it's important to choose a hospital carefully when seeking treatment.

In Zhang Zhongquan's ward, in front of Mai Encui, Jiang Chen listened to the initial treatment plan given by the attending team. In fact, since he was not a medical professional, listening to it was not very meaningful, since he did not understand it. However, he could still understand some things from what he heard.

That is, every word of the treatment plan carries a strong, almost heavy, smell of money.

"Aunt Mai, what do you think?"

Fang Qing looked at Mai Encui.

Standing by the hospital bed, Mai Encui was reserved and awkward, unsure of where to put her hands. "I...I have no objection."

"Let's proceed with the plan you've discussed."

Jiang Chen made the decision, while also taking into account the medical team's concerns, saying, "Don't feel pressured."

"Understood. We will do our best."

Jiang Chen nodded.

A large group of doctors, whose appointments are difficult for ordinary people to even register, filed out.

It has a slight consciousness.

As for what constitutes "tiny," even the most advanced medical teams probably can't provide a further explanation.

"Talking to him more might have some effect on his recovery."

Jiang Chen said in a calm tone, without the satisfaction of cause and effect or the arrogance of condescension, nor the sadness and warmth between relatives, as if he were speaking from the perspective of a stranger.

"There are professional caregivers here, and you can return to Shacheng at any time."

A person in a vegetative state not only suffers physically and mentally, but also faces significant challenges for their caregivers.

“I know. But I want to spend more time with him. Anyway, Xiaoqiang has his grandparents. The directors just said that he might be able to hear us. If I talk to him about the past and sing him songs, maybe it will stimulate his nerves and help him wake up sooner.”

Jiang Chen nodded. "If you have any questions, you can ask the doctors or nurses here."

"Ah."

Mai Encui forced a smile and rubbed her hands together. "You guys go ahead and do your work. Hospitals are places with a lot of yin energy; it's bad luck to stay there too long."

As a legal professional, Fang Qing is certainly not someone who is easily swayed by emotions, but at this moment, she really doesn't want to dwell on past grievances anymore.

"Aunt Mai, take care of yourself."

Mai Encui was taken aback, not expecting the usually taciturn Fang family daughter to care about her. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she hurriedly nodded, "Eh... Eh!"

Fang Qing and Jiang Chen turned and left.

"I had a great time at the concert."

"Mainetra shouted."

Thank you, I've said it countless times.

Fang Qing turned around and smiled.

"My parents told me that she is a very strong-willed person. Logically speaking, she shouldn't behave like this. Is it because of you?"

As they entered the corridor, Fang Qing spoke softly.

Look.

Even Qinggege is not immune to the influence of her environment, and she examines human nature from an extremely sharp perspective.

"It may be part of it, but it should only be part of it."

Fang Qing smiled and said, "You still believe in true love?"

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, touched his nose, and after a moment of feigned profundity, he reverted to his old ways and started bragging.

"Having weathered countless storms, I return still a youth at heart."

He spoke in a theatrical tone.

"Please give way."

Shouts came from behind.

Jiang Chen turned to the side.

An operating table was pushed past.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

With a quick glance, Jiang Chen saw a young man lying on the hospital bed, roughly the same age as him. He looked like he had just undergone surgery, his face was pale, and he was unconscious.

His mother clasped her hands together, bowed to the doctor, and tried to kneel down.

"Treating the sick and saving lives is our duty, it's what we should do."

The doctor quickly helped the woman, who was about to kneel down, up. "Your son is very lucky to have found a suitable heart donor; otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to help. Although the surgery was successful, follow-up care is also very important. Go and take care of your child now."

The woman nodded, wiped her eyes, thanked him twice, and then hurriedly followed the reclining gurney.

"Heart surgery?"

After the woman left, Jiang Chen asked her an unnecessary question.

The doctor turned around, looking surprised, and quickly greeted him, "Mr. Jiang."

Although Xinghuo Medical Center does not have a Party branch, it certainly does not neglect basic political work such as getting to know the founder.

"Was that heart surgery you just had?"

"Uh, yes."

Although puzzled as to why the other party would care, the surgeon quickly nodded. "The patient is a 25-year-old male with coronary artery disease. He has been living at risk of death for a long time. We just performed a heart transplant on him."

Heart transplant?

Fang Qing was surprised.

No wonder someone asked so many questions; this kind of surgery definitely can't be done in Shacheng.

Where does the source of the heart come from?

Jiang Chen asked again.

"The source of my heart... comes from a little girl who was in a car accident."

At this point, the highly skilled surgeon, who was not yet forty, changed his expression slightly, and his tone became somewhat somber, "This young woman signed an organ donation agreement a long time ago, and I heard she was still in university." Yes.

This kind of surgery is never about snatching someone from the jaws of death, but rather "one life for another."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qing couldn't help but glance at the person, wondering if she had misunderstood.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Chen nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll be going now."

After the doctor left, Fang Qing asked, "Are you worried that the heart donor might be of dubious origin?"

Hospitals are places for treating the sick and saving lives.

But at the same time.

It's probably the dirtiest place.

So far, she hasn't seen it with her own eyes, but she's heard a lot about it. Not to mention nurses, even butchers in slaughterhouses wouldn't do those things.

If this is the case in public hospitals, one can only imagine how it is in private hospitals.

As the founder, one should indeed take this as a warning and strengthen oversight.

Jiang Chen shook his head. "I just suddenly thought of something."

"what's up?"

Jiang Chen remained silent.

He only said half of what he meant.

This kind of person is the most annoying.

Walking side by side down the rather gloomy corridor, Fang Qing suddenly said, "Are you thinking about Li Shurui?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed softly, "You weren't really a tapeworm in your past life, were you?"

Qing Gege didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "Li Shurui told me about your story."

"She told you about this part too?"

"Don't you know we're like sisters?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Sorry, I was being narrow-minded."

"She doesn't care and can tell me about it, so why can't you let it go?"

Fang Qing's tone wasn't deliberately gentle; it was more like casual conversation: "You're not the type of person who likes to dwell on things."

"No."

Jiang Chen's expression was sincere. "I just suddenly saw it and that's when it suddenly came to mind."

"At that time, you were definitely powerless; it wasn't your fault. It just goes to show that everyone has their own destiny, and not everyone is as lucky as that boy just now."

"What if it were now?"

Jiang Chen suddenly said.

"what?"

"If only the story had happened a little later..."

"It takes luck for something to happen later. If there isn't a suitable source of affection, it won't help either."

"The world is so big, there's bound to be something suitable."

Jiang Chen said calmly.

Fang Qing's smile remained unchanged. "Your idea is very dangerous."

"I was just joking, please don't sue me."

"Without a criminal charge, what grounds can I use to prosecute you? Besides, the law judges only actions, not human nature."

"You are a lawyer with a very strong personal style."

Jiang Chen sighed.

"In order to better maintain something, you must first understand its limitations."

Fang Qing downplayed it.

"So deep down you still believe that people are not equal."

"It's not just my opinion. Established facts won't change because of anyone's wishes. Are emperors and generals and ordinary people equivalent? Just like in business, some businesses can be sacrificed to maintain the core business."

Jiang Chen had no way to refute it, and he didn't even need to say anything. Qing Gege, who was like a tapeworm, took the initiative to say, "What if the young man lying on that bed just now was you?"

Jiang Chen, seemingly cursed, immediately turned his head. "What?"

“I will definitely find you a suitable source of love, no matter what method I use.”

Jiang Chen was speechless, his lips moved slightly, and then he smiled complicatedly, "That's not what you call 'appropriate'. Keep your voice down, if this gets out, your lawyer's license will definitely be revoked."

My arm was suddenly bumped again.

"what?"

"Don't be touched. I'm just bragging. Someone like you will definitely live to be a hundred!"

Fang Qing said regretfully in a helpless tone.

What just happened was actually just a rollercoaster of emotions.

But at this moment, Mr. Jiang's emotions began to surge.

He stopped.

A person dedicated to pursuing justice and equality can easily have their core values overturned for you.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered a very pretentious and clichéd phrase from the non-mainstream era.

He didn't have it, but many of his friends and classmates used it as their personal signature.

I went to the top of the entire world, and only then did I see the scenery.
"Let's go."

Fang Qing turned around, puzzled.