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Chapter 888 It's a pity

The doctor is also very helpless, the best pediatric specialists in their hospital have come, and all available methods have been used, but at most it is to temporarily lower the child's temperature.

Then, not long after, the child's temperature began to rise again, and so on, which has been going on for a long time.

Now the pediatric doctors are a little terrified when they see Wei Hongsheng and the others sending the child over.

Because they really can't help it.

The doctor said truthfully: "Mr. Wei, as doctors, we really don't want to give up every patient, but doctors are not gods, what we can do is limited, we have done our best, but...for your child's disease, we have I can't find a better solution for the time being. To tell you the truth, in the past few days, we have cooperated with several authoritative pediatric experts from top hospitals in China, and also invited some experts in traditional Chinese medicine to study your child's condition. Everyone We really regret not being able to draw a firm conclusion, sorry."

The hospital really tried their best and did their best. They analyzed Wei Hongsheng's son's blood samples again and again, hoping to find out the cause.

But no, not at all.

This time Wei Hongsheng sent his son here again, and the doctor also discovered that the child's condition was more serious this time than last time, and now he was showing convulsions.

They also tried to wake the child up, but it was useless. The child clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and couldn't even drink a sip of water.

If this continues, even if his internal organs are not exhausted, he will die of starvation and thirst.

The doctor was also worried, but there was nothing he could do.

Can't think of any way, Wei Hongsheng's son is really sick, it's so strange that people can't figure it out.

Wei Hongsheng's wife collapsed on the ground crying, "Our old Wei devoted himself to public welfare, helped so many people, saved so many people, why, our own children have to suffer this kind of thing..."

Wei Hongsheng covered his eyes and burst into tears.

Everyone felt sad for it, no amount of comfort at this time was futile.

Although the doctor also sympathized with the Wei family and his wife, he hesitated for a while and said, "Why don't you go to another hospital, maybe other hospitals have a good solution?"

If the child died in their department and Wei Hongsheng pursued him later and blamed them, that would be unlucky.

Although Wei Hongsheng is a philanthropist, this is his only child after all. It is hard to guarantee that Wei Hongsheng will not take the blame for other people when this child is born.

Therefore, the doctor hopes to send this disaster away.

Xiang Qiuchi walked to the hospital bed and talked about the child's breathing.

His breathing was already a little weak, and his pulse seemed to be failing. If the treatment didn't work, the child might not last long.

A pediatrician was surprised when he saw Xiang Qiuchi, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Gu, are you here?"

Xiang Qiuchi said: "Just now I heard that the child is strangely ill, so I came to see what's going on?"

"Yeah, it's really strange to be sick. The cause can't be detected at all. The child doesn't have any injuries on his body. He's not in good health, but he just doesn't wake up, and he still has a high fever."

Xiang Qiuchi said lightly: "Since medicine can't solve it, why don't you think about other non-medical solutions."

(End of this chapter)