Me! A high-ranking official!

"Boss!"

"Director Zhou!"

The followers behind Zhou Mingyuan were terrified and rushed to help him, screaming.

Zhao Jianguo gave them no chance to breathe. He strode forward, shoved the group aside, and like an eagle snatching a chick, grabbed Zhou Mingyuan by the collar of his suit jacket, lifting him halfway up. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Who do you think I am?! Do I need to tell you?! Don't you know who I am?!"

His roar echoed deafeningly in the emergency room corridor: "She's vomiting blood and dying inside! How the hospital is supposed to operate and save her if I don't sign?! ​​Are we just going to watch her bleed to death?! If I don't sign, can you fucking take responsibility for that?!"

He glared angrily at Zhou Mingyuan's face, which was a deep, purplish-red from suffocation, and gritted his teeth as he cursed, "Damn it! I'm telling you plainly today! Whether in the past or now, I'm standing here today not because I'm trying to curry favor with your Zhou family, nor because I owe you anything! I'm signing this simply out of a man's sense of responsibility!"

He shoved Zhou Mingyuan to the ground: "Damn it, shut your high and mighty official talk! If you dare to point fingers or lay a hand on me again, I'll kill you right here and now!"

Zhou Mingyuan was completely stunned by the terrifying kick he had just received. In his entire life, having held a high position, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating defeat? What's more, he had been brutally beaten by a poor kid from the bottom of society whom he looked down upon!

That kick made his chest heave blood and qi, and he couldn't catch his breath. His face turned red, and he couldn't even utter a single curse. He collapsed to the ground, staring at Zhao Jianguo with an extremely angry and shocked look.

After Zhao Jianguo finished cursing, he didn't even bother to look at his brother-in-law again. With a sullen face, he turned around and walked straight to the wall on the other side of the emergency room door, leaning against it. His eyes were fixed on the glaring red light, and he didn't give Zhou Mingyuan another glance.

With the help of two people accompanying him, Zhou Mingyuan stumbled to his feet, clutching his aching chest. He leaned against the wall and gasped for breath for a full half minute before he could catch his breath.

As the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city, when had he ever suffered such a loss in silence? But looking at Zhao Jianguo, whose face was full of hostility, a few steps away, he knew that when a scholar encounters a soldier, reason is useless. This rough man who had climbed up from the bottom was on the verge of exploding. When pushed to the limit, this kind of person was capable of doing anything outrageous. Right now, his sister's life was uncertain, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, standing aside without daring to say another word.

Zhao Jianguo paced back and forth outside the emergency room, his frustration growing wildly like weeds.

The corridor was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. Time ticked by, but there was still no sign of any improvement.

About half an hour later.

Suddenly, an extremely piercing and chilling sound pierced through the heavy wooden door and echoed into the corridor.

"Beep..."

That's the alarm sound from the electrocardiogram monitor that draws a long, flat line!

Zhao Jianguo's steps abruptly halted, and he instantly held his breath.

Less than half a minute later, the emergency room door was pushed open with a "bang," and the attending physician who had just gone in came out. He had taken off his mask, and his face was expressionless.

The doctor looked around and asked in a deep voice, "Are you a family member of Zhou Qingyan?"

Zhao Jianguo rushed over and answered urgently, "I'm her husband!"

Zhou Mingyuan, who was standing nearby, pushed aside his attendant and rushed forward with red eyes, shouting, "I'm her brother! How is my sister?!"

The doctor glanced at the two of them, his eyes filled with helplessness and exhaustion, and slowly shook his head, solemnly announcing the result: "I'm sorry, we've done our best. Ms. Zhou died at 11:43 PM due to irreversible shock caused by massive abdominal bleeding."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianguo felt a buzzing in his brain, as if struck by lightning, and stood there dumbfounded.

Although he had a bad feeling the moment the doctor came out, hearing the verdict with his own ears was still hard for him to believe. The shrewd and spirited female county party secretary had actually died.

Before he could recover from his shock, Zhou Mingyuan, who was standing next to him, suddenly exploded with anger!

"impossible!"

Zhou Mingyuan instantly lost control, violently shoving the doctor in front of him, his eyes bloodshot as he roared, "Xiao Yan was only in her thirties! How could she die like this?! It must be because you bunch of quacks didn't do your best!"

He grabbed the doctor's white coat, spitting as he spoke, his previously arrogant official demeanor completely gone: "Let me tell you! I'm the vice mayor of Zizhou City, and my sister is the county magistrate of Linshui County! You get in there right now and start emergency treatment! You must save my sister! If you can't, I'll make sure your entire hospital is in deep trouble!"

The doctor stumbled from the push, and upon hearing these words, his previously numb expression instantly changed.

Little did he know that the female car accident victim lying inside was actually a division-level cadre, and the hysterical man in front of him was an even higher-ranking official at the deputy director level!

In the medical system, he knew all too well how serious the consequences of offending such a high-ranking and powerful figure were. The doctor looked troubled, opened his mouth, and wanted to explain with medical common sense that the person was clinically dead and that no amount of CPR would help. However, looking at Zhou Mingyuan's ferocious look, these words stuck in his throat. If he insisted now that there was no hope, the other party would definitely think that the hospital was being perfunctory, and if investigated later, he, a mere emergency room doctor, could not possibly bear such a wrath!

"Did you hear me?!" Zhou Mingyuan, seeing the doctor standing there frozen in place, angrily grabbed his collar, shook him violently, and roared, "I told you to go save people! What are you standing there for?! Go now!"

The deputy mayor, who always valued his composure and demeanor, completely abandoned all dignity and fell into a state of frenzied madness when faced with the blow of losing a close relative.

Cold sweat beaded on the doctor's forehead. He could only nod helplessly and concede, "Okay...okay, calm down first, we'll try again!"

After saying that, he quickly broke free from Zhou Mingyuan's hand and ran back to the emergency room as if fleeing, slamming the door shut.

Zhou Mingyuan stood outside the door, peering longingly through the glass window, but he couldn't see anything clearly. Overwhelmed by grief and helplessness, he suddenly turned around and slammed his fist hard against the wall, his knuckles bleeding profusely.

Zhao Jianguo silently retreated to a corner.

He knew very well that the doctor's expression just now was purely because he was terrified by Zhou Mingyuan's official power. Going in to perform emergency treatment was just a formality, done for the family's benefit. From a medical point of view, the hope of saving Zhou Qingyan was already zero.

He frowned, and with a thought, he summoned the "Treasure Basin" directly into his mind.