I am a small factory doctor re-walking my life.

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The dean said he was a little angry.

Enterprises are different from each other. Just like the Qinshan Fertilizer Factory, the hospital does not pay much attention to the hospitalization of people from ordinary enterprises. If you come to see a doctor, we will arrange a doctor to treat you, and that's fine.

Including Comrade Lao Meng was hospitalized here. When he first learned of his identity, the director went there and arranged a suite for cadres according to Lao Meng's level. Then he arranged for the best doctors in the hospital to treat him, and then tried to satisfy him as much as possible. A few requests that are not too excessive will do.

Although he doesn't pay special attention to it, for example, he runs to the ward three to five times a day, but this does not mean that the current leader of the fertilizer factory has come over, and he can ignore it, especially the current director.

It’s Mr. Li’s father. Let’s not talk about it. The most important thing is his level. He can’t reach him even if he jumps. Who knows if this boss will jump directly from the fertilizer factory tomorrow? If he came to serve in the province, if he really wanted to do that, wouldn't he be offending people to death?

Anger is anger. Now that the matter has come to this, we can only focus on the present. So, when the dean rushed to Comrade Lao Meng's ward, there were already a lot of people behind him, including the director of the Department of Internal Medicine and Surgery, the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, The deputy director in charge of the department came with more than ten people in a cheerful manner, and there was almost no room for them in the ward.

When they arrived, Li Tang had been in the ward for a while and had said everything he needed to say.

After talking to Meng Jianping in the corridor outside, as soon as he entered the ward, he heard a child crying loudly. Ding Min and her mother were coaxing the child, and said they were going to take the child to the pediatrician for a checkup if it was no longer possible. What's wrong with the child? He hasn't stopped crying today.

Aunt Meng was in front of the hospital bed in the back room, wiping Comrade Meng's upper body with a towel or doing something else.

After Lao Meng was diagnosed with illness, Ding Min's mother came over to help take care of the children. They were all strict-mouthed. Ding's father was still at work, so he didn't say anything in the factory.

After seeing who came in behind Meng Jianping, everyone in the room seemed to have pressed a pause switch, and their movements stopped. Even Aunt Meng in the back room turned around and was stunned. .

"Hello Aunt Ding, Ding Min, why are you looking at me like this? Don't you recognize me? We haven't seen each other for a long time. I feel like I haven't changed much."

After saying hello to the two people in the outer room, Li Tang looked into the inner room: "Aunt Meng, Uncle Meng..."

"Oh, Sanzi, sit down quickly, Jianping, you ask Sanzi to sit down first, and I'll wipe your father's body."

"Who is it? Third son?" Lao Meng, who was sitting on the hospital bed, also looked outside.

"Uncle Meng, it's me, Li Tang, I'm here to see you."

"Oh, Sanzi, you sit down first, I'll be out right away."

"It's okay, uncle."

After greeting the people in the room, Li Tang turned to Pang Hu and asked Pang Hu to put the gift he was carrying on the table as soon as he entered the door. Then he asked him to wait outside before walking towards Ding Min and Ding's mother.

"Come Ding Min, let me see what's wrong with the child."

Meng Jianping's child is a boy. He is only eleven months old and can't speak yet. It should be said that he has already begun to learn to speak. But at this month of age, the words spoken by children can only be guessed.

The little guy cried pitifully. After Li Tang took it from Ding Min, he held his body and cried twice, as if he didn't want Li Tang to hold him, but then he seemed to feel something and suddenly fell asleep. He stopped crying and stared blankly at the stranger holding him with his big eyes.

"Hey, I'm not crying anymore. She seems to have been feeling uncomfortable since morning. She won't drink milk even though she's being fed. She's crying all the time and crying all the time."

Seeing that the child stopped crying, Ding's mother immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling that the child was sweating from crying, Li Tang untied the child's clothes and asked Meng Jianping for a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the child's back.Another pulse was found, and it was dead. Just like Li Qing's little girl yesterday, she also had a bit of food that she couldn't digest. The child's stomach was bloated and uncomfortable, and she couldn't express it. She had no choice but to cry.

If this continues like this, I will definitely have a fever at night at most.

"The child has some food accumulation, it's okay."

As Li Tang spoke, he rubbed the child's belly a few times and patted the back a few times just like he did to Ning Ning last night. He repeated this two or three times until the child burped several times and even vomited it out. I ordered some milk and I don’t know what complementary food I added.

Although he vomited, a discerning person would know that the child was well at a glance. His big eyes immediately began to look brighter, and he began to act dishonest in Li Tang's arms, and he was babbling in the language of birds.

Looking at the child who immediately regained her liveliness, Ding Min and her mother looked at each other, quite speechless.

At this time, Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng from the back room also walked out.

Seeing Comrade Lao Meng come out, Li Tang handed the child to Meng Jianping, stepped forward to help Lao Meng sit down, and easily took his pulse.

"Uncle Meng, how do you feel?"

"Well, just like that, I am already sixty years old. Death is not considered a premature death. That is enough."

"What are you talking nonsense, old man?" Aunt Meng said with some dissatisfaction.

Lao Meng ignored his wife, patted Li Tang's hand with a smile, turned his head and looked at the child in Meng Jianping's arms, with a hint of doting in his eyes.

Regarding Meng Jianping's plan to transplant his kidney to Lao Meng, his family was still hiding it from him. If Lao Meng knew about this, he would never agree to it.

He is taking medicine now to prepare for the next hemodialysis.

Hearing Lao Meng's words, Li Tang secretly sighed. Judging from the pulse he felt just now, it was still impossible to cure him, even if he had a kidney transplant. End-stage renal failure did not exist at all. To say that it is completely cured can at best mean extending the survival time.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lao Meng, then turned to look at Meng Jianping and Aunt Meng.

"Aunt, and Jianping, if you are willing to let me try, you can transfer Uncle Meng back to our factory."

"Third son, are you sure?"

"Auntie, I won't lie to you. I'm not very sure, but it's more reliable than the method you plan to implement now."

"Third son," Lao Meng grabbed Li Tang's hand and said, "Can you think of a way to let my uncle live a few more years? It doesn't need to be more, even two or three years. I just want to see my eldest grandson grow up a little. "

Li Tang didn't say anything, just focused on Meng Jianping and Aunt Meng. As for Ding Min, it was impossible for her to express any opinion on this matter, even if she didn't want her man to transplant the kidney.

Just at this time, the director of the Provincial People's Hospital rushed over with his subordinates. More than a dozen people crowded into the small ward at once, and it felt a bit crowded.

(End of this chapter)