Diary of the life of a working wizard

It was almost time for the ambulance to arrive at the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou City. However, Yang Hui'e was the wife of the old director and the mother of Jiangzhou City's No. 1 Chief and Municipal Party Committee Secretary. She was injured. Even if it was midnight, the hospital Don't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

As soon as the ambulance arrived, the hospital's director Chen Weimin and the director of the orthopedics and traumatology department were already waiting in the emergency clinic building, and immediately arranged for medical staff to take X-rays and other necessary examinations for Yang Hui'e.

When Yang Hui'e completed the examination and was admitted to the VIP ward, Yang Hui'e's son, Feng Zhengcheng, the party secretary of Jiangzhou City, had already rushed to the hospital after hearing the news.

Feng Wenbo had a son and a daughter, but none of them inherited his medical skills. His son is engaged in politics, and his daughter has shown high business talent since she was a child. After graduating from college, she went to the United States to study for a master's degree at Harvard Business School. After graduating with a master's degree, he went to Hong Kong to develop because he didn't like the business environment in China. Later, he met a like-minded boyfriend in Hong Kong, Wu Changyu. The two got married and developed their careers together. Now the Wu family has become one of the most wealthy families in Hong Kong.

Feng Zhengcheng is the younger brother, with a medium build, a Chinese character face, a high nose, and bright eyes. He looks like a very dignified middle-aged man. Feng Zhengcheng is 40 years old this year and has been serving as Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee for two years. He is considered one of the youngest and most promising local officials in Jiangnan Province.

As his name suggests, Feng Zhengcheng is regarded as an honest and upright person among domestic officials. In the two years since he took office, he has actually done a few practical things, and his reputation and influence among the people of Jiangzhou City are not bad.

As soon as Feng Zhengcheng arrived at the ward, he asked Feng Wenbo nervously: "Dad, how did Mom fall? Is it serious?"

Feng Wenbo sighed when he heard this and said: "It's a bit troublesome. The ischium is shattered and fractured. In all likelihood, surgery will be needed. But fortunately, the sciatic nerve was not injured."

Although Feng Zhengcheng did not have a son to inherit his father's business, his father had often instilled a lot of medical knowledge into him since he was a child. He knew that the ischium is an important skeleton that supports the human body. A fracture of the ischium usually does not take three or four months to fully heal. Even if it heals, Even walking or sitting will inevitably be affected. As for injuring the sciatic nerve, that would be even more troublesome, as it might lead to direct paralysis.

Now, although her mother's sciatic nerve was not injured, the fracture of the sciatic bone was already very serious. Even a strong young person would probably need five or six months to fully heal. And her mother is seventy years old this year, so her recovery will definitely be slower. And life depends on movement, especially for the elderly. If the ischium is shattered or fractured, he will definitely need to rest for a period of time at the beginning. Spending time in the hospital bed, it is estimated that just this period of time can make the elderly fall ill. So Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but feel worried and anxious when he heard this, but he didn't dare to show it too much. Instead, he comforted: "It's okay, mom is always in good health. I will immediately arrange for someone to take mom to the Provincial People's Hospital and ask them to The director of the orthopedic surgery department personally operated on my mother."

"Which Provincial People's Hospital should you go to? Do you think that only your municipal party committee secretary has the ability to make arrangements? Don't I, an old Chinese medicine doctor, have the ability to make arrangements? The most important thing now is the issue of postoperative recovery. I am worried that your mother is too old to be younger. People still have to suffer so much." Feng Wenbo said angrily after hearing this.

Feng Wenbo had always hoped that his son could inherit his medical skills, but his son chose to enter politics, which made Feng Wenbo always worried. And what makes Feng Wenbo most unhappy is that in China, officials are more popular than doctors who save lives and heal the wounded.

"Okay, Old Feng, doesn't my son care about me?" Although Yang Hui'e felt severe pain in her buttocks, she felt sorry for her son. After hearing this, she immediately glared at Feng Wenbo and then forced out a relaxed smile at Feng Zhengcheng. : "Zhengcheng, mom is fine. Director Zheng from the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology just said that mom is in good health. She will be fine after surgery and rest for a few months."

Feng Zhengcheng naturally knew that his mother was afraid that he would worry, so he deliberately spoke more relaxedly. Looking at the smile on his mother's face, his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore. He nodded and said, "That's best."

As he spoke, Feng Zhengcheng turned to Feng Wenbo and said: "Dad, I think postoperative recovery is a problem, and surgery is also a problem. How about sending it to the Provincial People's Hospital? After all, the medical equipment and environment there are better than here in Jiangzhou. "

"I don't want to go to the Provincial People's Hospital, the trouble of going back and forth, and I'm not familiar with the place. Unlike here in Jiangzhou, many of them are teachers and students in our medical school. Your father was also the dean here. Everyone’s head is familiar.” Before Feng Wenbo could answer, Yang Hui’e objected.

"Mom!" Seeing his mother's objection, Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but shouted anxiously, and then turned his attention to his father, hoping that his father would help and persuade her.

"Let's put the hospital and surgery matters aside for now. I'll call your uncle first and ask. Maybe he has something to do." Feng Wenbo said, tugging at the beard on his chin.

In fact, Feng Wenbo had just thought of calling Xia Yunjie, but he was too embarrassed to do so. You must know that Xia Yunjie had clearly told him that Yang Hui'e should not go out today, but now he called him to tell him that Yang Hui'e was injured. Doesn't this mean that he didn't take his uncle's words at all? Of course, he could also argue that Yang Hui'e didn't listen to the advice, but Feng Wenbo would rather Xia Yunjie be dissatisfied with him, his nephew, than have a bad impression of his wife.

When Feng Wenbo said this, Feng Zhengcheng and Feng Da Municipal Party Committee Secretary were all confused.

Uncle? His grandfather was a younger brother, but he passed away when he was young. Why did an uncle suddenly appear? And from what my father said, it seems that this uncle's medical skills are very good? How can this be? If there is such an uncle, shouldn't his great-nephew not know about it?

"Old Feng, are you embarrassed by this? Also, this is a comminuted fracture, which is a bit serious. Didn't you say that it is more difficult to reset using traditional Chinese medicine, or is it better to use Western medicine surgery? Is that Xia, ahem, Uncle Shi? Is there any way?" Yang Hui'e naturally knew that the uncle Feng Wenbo was talking about was Xia Yunjie, so she hesitated and asked.

However, although she didn't have much confidence in Xia Yunjie's medical skills, Yang Hui'e finally recognized Xia Yunjie's identity as her uncle and changed her tune accordingly.

"Uncle? What uncle?" Feng Wenbo finally couldn't help but asked with confusion.

"He's your grandfather's junior brother." Feng Wenbo replied casually, then patted the back of Yang Hui'e's hand and said comfortingly: "Your situation is indeed difficult to restore with traditional Chinese medicine. However, I communicated with my junior uncle this morning and he His medical skills should be better than mine, maybe he can do it."

After saying that, Feng Wenbo took out his mobile phone and went out to call Xia Yunjie. It was not that he was not at odds with his family and would avoid making phone calls, but that Xia Yunjie had warned him beforehand and now he called for help. He was afraid that Xia Yunjie would be angry. If he refused to take action, he would inevitably apologize and plead, but it was not appropriate for Yang Hui'e to hear it.

Seeing his father holding the phone and leaving the ward, Feng Zhengcheng asked Yang Hui'e in confusion: "Grandpa's junior brother? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"I just met your dad today." Yang Hui'e replied with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Oh, so that's it. Why have I never heard dad mention it before?" Feng Zhengcheng didn't think much about it and said with relief after hearing this.

Yang Hui'e looked at her son and twitched the corner of her mouth. She wanted to mention that Xia Yunjie was very young and suffered a bloody disaster, but in the end she felt that this matter was too unbelievable. His son would definitely think that she was talking nonsense. Let's talk about her specific origins and history. I don’t know yet, but I think it would be better for Feng Wenbo to explain it to Feng Zhengcheng.

"But since he is grandpa's junior brother, I must be very good at medical skills. Maybe you don't need to undergo surgery." Feng Zhengcheng did not notice anything unusual about his mother and continued.

Although he originally chose to enter politics, Feng Zhengcheng, who was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, still has confidence in traditional Chinese medicine.

"I hope so." Yang Hui'e forced a smile.

Although Xia Yunjie's prediction was so accurate that Yang Hui'e still felt frightened and unbelievable when thinking about it now, he was too young after all, and Yang Hui'e really didn't have much confidence in his medical skills. Moreover, Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths and weaknesses. For the treatment of comminuted fractures, Western medicine surgery is indeed better than the conservative treatment of Chinese medicine. Yang Hui'e is a university professor. Although she prefers traditional Chinese medicine treatment because of her husband, she believes more in science and facts.

Feng Wenbo quickly dialed Xia Yunjie's mobile phone number. After the call was connected, Feng Wenbo called his uncle and paused, but he didn't know how to mention Yang Hui'e.

"Is there something wrong with Wenbo?" Xia Yunjie, on the other hand, faintly sensed something unusual in the voice of "Uncle Master" and asked proactively.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's Hui'e..." Feng Wenbo gritted his teeth after hearing this.

"Professor Yang was injured? Is it serious?" After hearing this, Xia Yunjie immediately thought of Yang Hui'e's bloody disaster, frowned slightly, and interrupted.