The Last Mecha

Chapter 145

Jishi Hospital, located on the side of the central street in the concession, belongs to the first-class medical level in the entire Jiangsong.

Its predecessor was the Jishi Hall built by the Franks 30 years ago. It mainly faced Westerners in the concession at that time. The Frank Chamber of Commerce and the Mansion invested a lot of manpower and material resources in this. The medical equipment, medicines and documents it had were collected in It is commendable enough in the world.

However, in the first 20 years, there have been many incidents in Jishi Hall that they refused to save Xia people and even killed them.It once aroused a lot of public outrage, leading to the then dean Mark Albert being beaten to death on the street.

Ten years ago, due to some unexpected accidents, Jishiguan was involved in several vicious financial disputes of the management. In addition, the Frank Chamber of Commerce encountered economic difficulties at that time. The board of directors was forced to give up most of the shares in order to recover funds. It was formally under the control of Jiangsong Municipal Bureau and was renamed Jishi Hospital.

During this period, the local medical personnel, equipment, medicines and materials accumulated during the period of Frank's family were naturally all made into wedding dresses.

After the incident, the then Ambassador Frank even went to the Municipal Council to protest, but unfortunately, the officials at all levels were very skilled in lifting the ball, so nothing happened in the end.

As for whether there are sinister plots, extortion, and interest entanglements here, it is impossible to verify.

Outside the intensive care unit on the second floor, a middle-aged man with half-white hair grabbed the collar of the doctor's white coat, still agitated.

"Please tell me clearly, what is the need for follow-up observation, is there any danger? Will intelligence be affected? Is it disabled? Can he inherit the foreign firm in the future with his physical condition?"

"Don't be sloppy with me, let me tell you, I'm Liu Changsheng, the boss of Watson & Co., if you don't care about me, I'll buy this hospital the next day and tell you all to get out!"

"What is no guarantee?! No guarantee, what do I want you pig-brained doctors to do? I want an absolute guarantee! One hundred and one percent! Don't mention money to me, I will provide you with any advanced medicine and equipment ! At any cost!"

"It's not about the money? It's about your attitude! Let me tell you again, my son is admitted to the hospital as a living person, but if there is any problem, I will ask you! I have seen faces here, Don't even think about having a meal in Jiangsong!"

After being sent to the hospital, Lu Shouliang immediately disappeared without a trace. Liu Changsheng was in a hurry. Seeing his son wrapped up like a rice dumpling on the bed, he immediately grabbed the attending doctor in front of the door and asked him. Jiang Mulin finally held him down. His emotional outbursts were even more exaggerated than those in the martial arts gym.

The poor male doctor's name is He Hong, wearing a pair of half-rimmed glasses, he is over 30 years old, and he was one of the participants who followed Emperor Wu's plan to study abroad, and he has a good reputation in a British hospital. attending medical school.

After graduating, he returned to his motherland to pursue his ambitions, and he was highly valued in Jishi Hospital. The patients he met were always noble people with good manners, so his personality was also soft.

This man speaks with a kind of literary spirit, how can he stand the nonsense of Liu Changsheng who is emotional, the boss is in his 30s, his face is flushed, and he explains it several times, but Liu Changsheng regards it as wrong An excuse to amuse yourself.

A lean arm suddenly pressed lightly on Liu Changsheng's Dazhui acupoint, Wu Gou's eyes tightened slightly, and the condensed Qi burst out slightly along his fingers.

Wu Gou's knowledge of the Six Great Practices of Qimen, Daotian and Heaven is only in concentration, and he still can't make people obediently follow them like a sheep in an instant like Jiang Mulin.

However, as long as you can listen to what others are saying, that's enough.

Afterwards, Liu Changsheng, who was spitting all over the place, didn't even notice that his tone of voice slowed down.

He Hong turned his head, and saw a good-looking young man standing behind Liu Changsheng, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, the corners of his lips twitching.

"Boss Liu, don't worry. The doctor actually means that there will be no problem, as long as you don't stimulate him and let him take care of him, there will be no problem, right?"

As Wu Gou said, he looked at He Hong who was at a loss. Although the doctor was polite but not stupid, he hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

Seeing that Liu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and his mind that was dazzled by anger gradually became clearer, Wu Gou continued: "And think about it carefully, you are the big boss of Watson & Co., don't lower your status, who would Perfunctory, it’s too late to flatter you. What’s more, if there is such an eventuality, people are not completely agile. There will be a biological machine tool on the market in Jiangsong, which is called Bao Zhibai Sickness and trauma are the same, why don’t you buy one and keep it ready.”

After Wu Gou said these two words, Liu Changsheng immediately stood there thinking.

Firstly, he was getting older, secondly, seeing his much-anticipated successor had an accident, his blood was rushing to his brain, thirdly, the effect of Jiang Mulin's healing acupoints from heaven and man was still there, and Wu Gou gave him another out.

Although it is not a permanent injury, but the whole mind is indeed in a daze, and it is not good to think about it for a while.

"Think about it first."

As Wu Gou said, holding the flowers, he opened the door and entered Liu Shuying's ward not far away.

What attracted his eyes was a piece of white, and the strong smell of medicine rushed into Wu Gou's nostrils. The boy in front of him was lying on the bed, half of his body was wrapped in a wide white bandage, and his blue-gray eyelids were tightly closed.

But after Wu Gou came in, the closed eyelids opened slightly, and then slowly grew bigger.

"hook."

"Sleep, sleep will be fine." Wu Gou put the flowers on the table beside him and said softly, and took out a light orange elixir by the way, and put it near Liu Shuying's mouth, "Master Jiang gave it, said yes It is a specialized version for treating internal injuries, and there is no medicinal conflict.”

"I can not sleep"

"Close your eyes and don't think about anything else."

"Yamazaki Ryuichi"

"I'll play next game with him, I'll take care of that guy, don't worry."

"No. I, I know you can deal with him. You are always so omnipotent. It's just... I'm not reconciled to that."

As Liu Shuying said, two tears fell from her bloodshot eyes.

The man did not flick his tears easily, even he himself could not remember the last time.

"Isn't it just a loss? What's the matter? I was beaten up before, and I still remember the feeling of the leather shoes stepping on my face. What's wrong with the loss? Is there anything important other than life and death? Next time I beat you back." .”

Wu Gou smiled lightly, but he couldn't help but recall in his mind his previous life, when he lived alone on the street.

Unkempt and unkempt.

He understands the despair of being unable to do anything after suffering.

"Then you promise me this time, you will definitely win hard."

Liu Shuying's hoarse voice came again.

"Win him hard, beat that little turtle!"

Wu Gou stretched out his hand, and the two lightly touched their fists.

(End of this chapter)