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Chapter 887 No way

"Hey... Dr. Gu is so handsome. What kind of gene do you think their old Gu family is? One is better than the other. Are they all born according to their appearance? If they are not good-looking, they will not be able to enter the reincarnation." Their house?"

"I think so too. Dr. Gu is really handsome. The key is that he is also a nice person and has superb medical skills. He doesn't have any airs..."

"That's right, you have a good heart, you work overtime so late, and you still care about other patients..."

"I feel guilty for saying bad things about Dr. Gu before, I'm such a scum..."

"Doctor Gu is the white moonlight in my heart, why is he such a perfect person?"

Xiang Qiuchi didn't know that two little nurses were blowing him up behind his back.

When Xiang Qiuchi came to the emergency room, the doctors and nurses were in a hurry. The child's family members were crying sadly at the moment, and they were not sad. They kept telling the doctor, begging them to save their child.

Xiang Qiuchi was tall, and he could see the child lying on the hospital bed from the outside.

The child is about seven or eight years old. He is a young boy with delicate features. He has fallen into a coma. His face is flushed with heat, blisters on his lips, dry skin, and his body is still twitching. It's not good.

But on the doctor's side, there is really nothing else to check, so they can only treat it as a normal fever, and use all the cooling methods.

But, they all know.

This drop in temperature is only short-lived. If the child's cause is not found for a day, his body temperature will keep repeating.

After looking at Qiuchi for a while, he couldn't see anything.

Probably, only Zhou Ping came to see what's wrong.

Wei Hongsheng and his wife were already in tears at the moment, holding the doctor's hand as if grasping the last straw: "Doctor, please, please... help my son, we only have this one child..."

Xiang Qiuchi still knew about Wei Hongsheng. He was a very well-known philanthropist in the city and a relatively successful entrepreneur who established the Hongfu Fund. Although he was not the most profitable entrepreneur in the city, he But he has always been the philanthropist who donates the most money and materials every year in this city.

The media often covers him.

Xiang Qiuchi looked at Wei Hongsheng, he probably hadn't had a good rest for many days, his face was tired and dark circles were heavy, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he should be on fire in a hurry, a string of blisters formed at the corners of his nose and mouth, People look very haggard.

It seems that he is almost 50 this year, but his son is only seven or eight years old. This child is his old son, and he usually hurts like an eyeball.

The husband and wife are already panicked at this moment.

It has been more than half a month since their son got sick.

At first, he was able to wake up and eat something, but now, he has completely fallen into a coma.

Both were very frightened.

This is their only son,
The doctor sighed: "Mr. Wei, it's not that we don't help, but we really can't find anything unusual about your son. His fever is not caused by a cold or a virus. His body is normal. We can't find any abnormalities in your son. For a reason..."

Wei Hongsheng burst into tears: "You are doctors, you can't do this... This is a life, a child's life... Doctor, you can't give up on him!"

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(End of this chapter)