The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

He said in a deep voice: "The situation is very dangerous. The rescue will continue for two or three hours, and I can't answer now."

He was actually just an errand among doctors, and now he was going out to recruit soldiers, looking for the most famous old expert in the department.

The real situation is much more serious than this. The result of the internal doctor's discussion is that if he can't make it through, I'm afraid that Mr. Qiao's brain death will be declared.

When everyone heard this, their hearts turned cold.A few senior officials looked at me and I looked at you, they exchanged glances, and they also felt sympathetic.

I really don't know why such a major accident happened.

A fat official looked dignified, as if he was comforting his family members: "Don't worry, we will definitely investigate the responsible persons, and after we find out the cause of the accident, we will punish them severely and give justice to the family members."

These words added fuel to the fire, Madam Mu almost despaired: "Is my son in danger? Is there no hope?"

"No, no, Mrs. Mu, calm down, I didn't mean that..."

At that moment, the doctor did not heal himself, and the famous doctor who was used to seeing countless obstetrics and gynecology cases panicked-it was her only son's turn to die, and her behavior was no different from that of ordinary people.

In fact, the narrow corridor was full of stars, and gathered the three most famous doctors in the world today—but even Fang Likun slumped on the chair all the time, no different from ordinary village folks and foolish women.

She couldn't even straighten up, so she could only lean on the back of the chair all the time.

Doctors come out and go in, go in and come out.

The fat officials couldn't stand it any longer, they greeted politely and left.In the corridor, there were only a few people left, with different faces and ghosts, and there was no conversation with each other.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room finally opened.

The Mu family couple and Jiang Yueming immediately went up to meet him: "Doctor, how is the situation?"

The attending doctor, Wang, looked very ugly, and his forehead was covered with sweat. It was obvious that this was a arduous operation.

"Qiao Zhijun was hit hard on the head and suffered intracranial hemorrhage; his back was also hit by an iron block. The situation is unknown. We need to wait for the expert group consultation after dawn before making a rescue plan. Also, when Qiao Zhijun fell, his right leg was broken... "

Mrs. Mu was anxious: "Is my son still saved?"

No one dared to answer her.

"Doctor Wang, please tell the truth..."

"You two, we understand your feelings, and we will do our best to cure Qiao Zhijun. However, he is seriously injured and has been in a coma. If he can't wake up within three to five days, we are worried..."

"worry about what?"

"I'm worried he's brain dead."

brain death!

Brain death is the legendary vegetable.

Mrs. Mu tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and Mr. Mu's complexion changed drastically, and he could no longer hold back his tears.Jiang Yueming took a step back with a pale face, without saying a word.

"Miss Jiang, you take the two elderly people back to rest for a while. It will be even worse if you are exhausted. We will arrange 24-hour uninterrupted care for Qiao Zhijun, and we will notify the family members in time when he wakes up."

The doctors comforted the family members, but who could listen?

At this moment, Mrs. Mu's body softened and fell backwards.

"Mom... what's the matter with you? Come on, come on... call the doctor..."

The grief-stricken Mrs. Mu passed out, everyone surrounded her, and the doctors rushed to rescue her.

Soon, the corridor became quiet again.

At that time, the morning sun was just emerging, and it was almost dawn.