Reborn Korea, I am not a chaebol

Chapter 57 First Meeting
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Wenhua was running in the community.

Swipe the card, enter the elevator, and come to the old man's house. The old man is lying at the door of the bathroom in the bedroom, while the old lady is lying on the bed. Fortunately, she gradually regained consciousness.

"Auntie, what's going on?"

Zhou Wenhua hadn't seen this battle before, and he once wondered if the old man died.

"Uncle, he got up at night to go to the bathroom, and accidentally fell down."

"You haven't moved the old man's house, have you?"

Zhou Wenhua still has the basic common sense. He knows that it is best not to move and help people up easily after a fall, especially the elderly.

"No."

Damn, why hasn't the ambulance come yet?

Zhou Wenhua was very anxious but had nothing to do. He checked the old man's breathing and heartbeat from time to time.

A few minutes later, the old lady woke up completely, and the helper was there to comfort her.

"Old man, don't worry, the professor will be fine."

If the old man died like this, Zhou Wenhua would completely lose his backer, and he was even more anxious than the old lady.

A few minutes later, the sound of an ambulance finally came from downstairs, and Zhou Wenhua went downstairs to take the ambulance personnel upstairs.

Gangnam-gu, Seoul
The old man was sent directly by ambulance to Samsung Seoul Hospital in Yiwon-dong, Gangnam-gu. The old lady who passed out after arriving at the hospital was also sent for examination. The helper was contacting the old man’s son Yoon Seol-yeol and Seoul’s daughter who are far away in Daegu. Yin Xinyuan.

The students who could not contact the old man in a short time, Zhou Wenhua, in order to make the old man receive better care and treatment, he directly applied for a VIP medical card at Samsung Seoul Hospital, and recharged 5 million won into it.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

After the old man was checked and sent to the VIP ward, Zhou Wenhua asked eagerly.

"The patient just hit his head after he fell, and there was congestion in his skull. In addition to his age, we can't easily perform surgery on him for the time being. Fortunately, his condition is stable and his life is not in danger for the time being."

The doctor on duty in the emergency department considered that the old man was too old, so with his qualifications, he could only give the old man a simple diagnosis and treatment.

"What should I do?"

"We have notified the professor of neurosurgery, and he is on his way to the hospital."

Looking at the old man with tubes all over his body, Zhou Wenhua gradually felt tired, so he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Wenhua opened his eyes again, and found several doctors surrounded by the hospital bed.

Looking at the time, I only slept for more than an hour.

"Which one is a family member?"

asked a doctor who looked like a professor.

"I'm a family member."

Zhou Wenhua was the only one in the ward, and the helper took care of the old lady.

"Are you the grandson of the old man?"

You are the grandson.

"No, I'm actually a neighbor of the old man. The old man's wife is in the hospital bed next door. She also fell ill. Their child hasn't come to the hospital yet. If you have anything, you can tell me first."

Zhou Wenhua rubbed his eyes and walked over and said.

"Okay, it's like this. The old man's brain is congested. Although no important nerve parts have been injured, surgery is still needed as soon as possible."

"Yes, will the old man be fine after the operation?"

"No, the old man is too old. First of all, accidents may happen on the operating table. Secondly, the probability of waking up after the operation and the recovery rate are about 50%."

The recovery rate is only half, and there is a possibility of dying on the operating table?

"Is there no way to ensure the safety and recovery rate of the elderly?"

"We can't guarantee this to you for the time being. Let's discuss the specific plan of the operation after the family members of the old man come."

After finishing speaking, leaving the nurse behind, the professor left the ward with the other doctors.

Zhou Wenhua went to the next ward to see the old lady. The old lady asked him how the old man was doing, and he replied that everything was fine, and he just needed to wait for their children to sign and confirm the operation.

"Why aren't Xilie and Xinyuan here?"

The old lady asked the helper anxiously.

"Xinyuan O'Neill and the others are on vacation in Spain, and Sireopa is already on the way."

At a critical moment, the daughter's family went to Europe for vacation, and the old lady could only hope for her son. After all, she was unable to make the right decision as an old woman.

At around [-] o'clock in the morning, several black Hyundai cars were parked in the parking lot of Samsung Seoul Hospital. A group of men in black suits got out of the cars. People who didn't know the inside story thought they were here for the funeral.

This group of people walked in the corridor of the hospital in a mighty and orderly manner, led by the old man's son Yin Xilie and Pei Chengfan.

As soon as he opened the door of the ward, Yin Xilie saw his father lying motionless on the hospital bed, beside the nurse there was a man beside him, and a helper and an old lady were sitting on the sofa behind the man.

"Auntie, hello."

Pei Chengfan took the lead, and the others bowed to the old lady one after another.

"Wenhuaxi, why are you here?"

Zhang Huan, who was standing behind Yin Xilie and Pei Chengfan, said doubtfully after seeing Zhou Wenhua.

"Hi, I'm Zhou Wenhua. Aunt Jinghua and I sent the old man to the hospital."

With a big round head, a big pie face, and a look of bitterness and hatred, Zhou Wenhua recognized Yin Xilie at a glance.

"Oh, you are the grandson of my father's friend?"

Yin Xilie recalled that the old lady and Pei Chengfan both mentioned Zhou Wenhua's name to him, so he glanced at Zhang Huan and asked.

"Yes."

"What is my father's situation now?"

Yin Xilie was also not polite to the other party, he walked to the bed and sat down and asked.

"The doctor said that the old man had congestion in his brain and needed an operation as soon as possible."

Everyone else stood aside, and Yin Xilie was like a leading brother.

"Well, Miss Nurse, go and call the professor in charge of my father for me."

Yin Xilie is not polite to anyone, he always has a commanding tone.

"Yes."

Seeing this posture, the nurse obediently went to call the doctors over.

Pei Chengfan didn't know when he went out, and when he came back, he said, "Xi Lie, I have already called the director of the hospital, and he will come right away."

A few minutes later, the professor came in again with several doctors. When he saw the badge of the scale and hibiscus flower symbolizing the prosecutor hanging on the chest of Yin Xilie and others, he immediately greeted them with a smile.

"Hello."

"Hello, professor, does my father's condition require immediate surgery?"

Facing the professor, Yin Xilie just became polite.

"Yes, of course, the sooner the operation is performed, the better."

"Does the surgery have a high chance of success?"

"Because the old man is too old, I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best."

Yin Xilie frowned at the professor's words. He glanced at his mother and said, "Then please quickly operate on my father."

"Yes."

At this time, Zhou Wenhua said: "But, professor, didn't you say that the chance of the old man waking up after surgery and the recovery rate are around 50%? Is there no other better way to ensure that the old man wakes up?"

"This one……"

The professor looked troubled.

(End of this chapter)