The strongest military doctor

Chapter 48
In bed No. [-], the patient was in critical condition, already in a deep coma, and all physical signs began to fail rapidly.

A few old experts who had been staying in the office waiting for Meng Ruyan to pay the year-end bonus came to Ward [-] for inquiries.

In this ward, lived a high-ranking cadre, at least a bureau-level cadre, but due to busy work, eating and sleeping irregularly, the root cause of the disease fell. Three months ago, he was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer.

Although the hospital tried its best to treat this high-ranking official with various methods, it was of no avail. At this moment, when a person's life was coming to an end, even the best experts would be of no avail.

The beating curve on the bedside machine turned into a straight line, and the family members cried together.

This high-ranking cadre, in his thirties, died young, leaving behind his wife and a five-year-old child.

The child is not yet sensible, but he knows that he will lose one of the most precious things.

He kept calling: "Dad", but this dad couldn't open his eyes again, and couldn't say a word to his child.

Listening to this immature child's voice, with a heavy and sad "sorrow", I called "Dad" one after another, and every sound was hoarse.

The experts were also in tears. Anyone who saw such a scene would feel sad.

The child couldn't hold on any longer, and cried loudly, complaining while crying: "Bad dad, why are you ignoring me! Why are you falling asleep, you promised to take me to the playground, you should You want to participate in the kindergarten in person program with me, why don't you ignore me, why don't you open your eyes and look at me again, Dad! You can't talk without counting!"

The little boy was crying, and shaking your father still warmed your body.

The old expert wiped away tears, shook his head, and said to the deceased's wife: "Mrs. Yuan, we are very sorry that Mr. Yuan left, but now, there is really nothing we can do."

"Thank you, thank you, I know you have tried your best. Actually, I have already prepared, but now, I really hope that he can open his eyes and talk to the child. The last time he talked to the child was half a year ago. In the past. I promised my child many things, but I didn’t do it. I’m afraid it will cast a shadow on the child.”

"Mr. Yuan is a good official. He gave up his family and his own life for his work. I believe the children will understand him!" said the old expert.

"I don't understand! I don't understand! He is a bad father! I hate him! I only have work in my heart, and I don't have my mother and me at all!" The little boy almost roared.

In a fit of anger, the young mother slapped her across the face, and with a crisp "snap", the little boy's right cheek was purple and red, crying even more heartbroken, and the hatred and grievance in his heart became even greater.

After the slap, the mother also panicked, as if her heart was bleeding!

The little boy covered his mouth, pushed away the crowd, and ran out of the ward. As soon as he went out, he bumped his head on Zhang Yi's thigh.

Zhang Yi had been watching at the door for a long time, and he couldn't help being moved by the scene in front of him just now.There were tears in his eyes. At this moment, his heart was already boiling, and he could no longer stand by and watch.

Zhang Yi knelt down, supported the little boy, wiped away his tears, and said, "Son, don't cry, your father is a good father, and he still has something to say to you!"

"You nonsense, him! He's dead!"

Zhang Yi dragged the child back into the ward. Although he didn't have the ability to change his life against the sky and bring the dead back to life, he had the ability to let the father bid his last farewell to his beloved son!

Seeing Zhang Yi approaching the patient, the old expert stepped forward to stop him and said, "Young man, this is none of your business, you should go out and do your work."

Zhang Yi smiled, and said calmly, "Since I've come in, there must be something about me here. Mr. Yuan, I still have something to say."

"He's dead... All his vital signs are gone, so what else can I say! Don't make trouble here!" the expert roared.

Zhang Yi didn't care, walked up to Mr. Yuan, and stretched out his hand to pinch Mr. Yuan's Renzhong acupoint.

The old expert came over and pulled Zhang Yi away, and said seriously: "Now, please go out, you are not needed here!"

"I'm sorry, I can't listen to you, I have no other intentions, I just want to help this child! Help the dead too!"

As he said that, Zhang Yi exerted all his strength. When several experts and doctors tried to stop him, they found that they couldn't stop him at all. Zhang Yi's whole body seemed to be wearing steel armor. This was a human machine. Even going up to stop him couldn't stop him from stretching his arms. Zhang Yi waved his hand lightly, and several people were pushed aside.

In the past two weeks, Zhang Yi's internal strength has recovered. At this moment, he is holding a strand of internal strength and attaching the aura to his palm and fingers.

Suddenly, the four fingers of the right hand pinched Mr. Yuan's lower bar, and the thumb clasped on his race.

This is just ordinary and can't work in ordinary first aid anymore, and several experts and doctors scoffed at it.

"If this can wake people up, I won't even want this year's meeting!" The old expert shouted.

This seemingly ordinary move, in fact, Zhang Yi is injecting spiritual energy into his body from his Renzhong acupoint, and using this spiritual energy to arouse his whole body.

For those who have just died, this trick can have the effect of returning to the light, but because Zhang Yi's spiritual energy is not much after all, and his level is limited, it can only last for a few minutes.

While the experts and doctors were arguing, Mr. Yuan miraculously coughed and opened his eyes.

Everyone was stunned, but Mr. Yuan, whose face was pale, seemed to understand what was going on. He glanced at Zhang Yi, with no panic on his face, but a peaceful expression.

Zhang Yi said softly: "You don't have much time, let's have a good talk with your child! Say goodbye!"

The little boy stopped crying, and moved closer to his father. Mr. Yuan stretched out his hand, touched the child's immature face, and said, "Son, Dad is sorry for you! You haven't done a lot of things you promised!"

"Father, I don't blame you. What I said just now are all angry words. I really don't blame you, as long as you can still be by my side!"

"Of course Dad will be by your side and will always be by your side, but it may be in another way. Maybe you can't see Dad, but Dad will always watch you, watch you grow up, watch you Going to elementary school, junior high school, high school, college, watching you get married and have children, watching your children grow up slowly... You are a man, you have to take on the responsibility of a man, take good care of your mother, and in the future Take care of your wife and children, don't be like a father..."

"Dad, I know that I can't change anything, and I know that you love me! Don't worry, I will take good care of my mother and this family! I also know that no matter what, you can see it, and I won't let you Disappointed!" Unexpectedly, such words can be said by a five-year-old child.

Father Hu has no sons, so it can be seen that this Mr. Yuan must be a good official, and similarly, this child must also be a good boy!In the future, the child will definitely be able to achieve a career and be respected like his father...

Mr. Yuan slowly closed his eyes, the child was crying, and there was a faint smile on his mouth...

(End of this chapter)