Lei Feng System

The heavy glass door cuts off people who want to visit. In the ICU ward where even the air has been strictly disinfected, Thunder is still asleep, and the drainage tube inserted in the chest is dripping with blood. It has been five days. If he doesn't wake up again, he may die, or he may become a vegetable. The man who used to be the most powerful man now has only a handful of bones left.

"How is the situation today? Did you urinate?" Han Zhuoyu hurriedly walked into the ward with a few boxes of medicine.

"Not yet," the nurse waved her hand, as if she couldn't bear to see the young man's grieving expression, and added, "but the amount of blood oozing is less than yesterday."

Han Zhuoyu nodded, checked all the data and sat down by the hospital bed. He wanted to hold the man's hand but was afraid of hurting him, so he could only watch it quietly.

"Xiaoyu, you have only slept for a few hours in total these days. If you continue like this, you won't be able to stand it. Go, go to the office and rest for a while, maybe when you wake up, will Thunder wake up too?" Qu Jing took a few hours. Zhang X-rays walked in, whispering comfort.

It has not been urinating for five days, which means that Thunder's body can no longer metabolize normally. They all know that this is an ominous signal. If this continues, the Thunder will move toward death step by step. But no one could tell this fact, and Han Zhuoyu would rather know nothing or nothing, so that he could still imagine that maybe the next time he stepped into the ward, he would see Thunder slowly open his eyes.

‘9527, help me and make him wake up! The youth covered his face to hide the despair and sorrow in his eyes.

[Host, Comrade Taisho's brain cells were not damaged. The reason why he couldn't wake up was because of a heart problem. But I can't stimulate his heart with electric current, it will cause the newly sutured wound to burst and accelerate his death. Now he can only survive on his own! What 9527 can't say is that the chance of the Thunder making it through by themselves is very small. The most fragile heart of the human body is torn, and it is a miracle that there is no immediate death.

Han Zhuoyu understands this truth, but he would rather deceive himself. The warm liquid flowed out of the eye sockets, and was quickly wiped off by the youth before it could drip. He can't cry in front of his lover, can't give up.

"Xiaoyu, go and rest for a while. Mom and Dad will come for you and ensure that Thunder will notify you as soon as he wakes up." Guo Yinghe lovingly sorted out the youth's slightly messy forehead.

Now, apart from the stubborn old man Lei, the Lei family has accepted the youth wholeheartedly. It is said that the young people who see the truth in adversity and who never abandon in the face of death let them deeply realize how deep his affection for his son is. When the son is weak, the youth is also a little haggard. Sometimes they even think, if the son is gone, will the youth also go with him?

Although this idea is terrible, as time goes on, they can't control their thoughts from being occupied by despair.

"Go to rest, don't break your body, Thunder still needs your care." Father Lei said harshly.

Han Zhuoyu hesitated for a few minutes, stood up and left silently.

As long as the son is used as an excuse, the young man will be obedient and obedient no matter how unwilling it is. This shows how deep the relationship between the two of them is. Father Lei sighed and leaned into his son's ear to encourage him, "Lei Ting, you have a good wife. He is very bitter and tired now. He won't be able to hold it until you wake up. Don't you feel bad? And Xiaochen, no What should I do after I got you? We were wrong before, and I always wanted to let you pass on from generation to generation and live a normal life. Now, where is your life abnormal? Having a wife, having children, having a family, and having love, All the happiness in the world is occupied by you. Are you willing to leave it all behind? Wake up quickly, don't make your wife and children sad, and don't let us white-haired people give away black-haired people!"

This was the first time that Lei's father showed his fragility in front of his son. In just five days, his temples were pale.

Guo Yinghe dared not touch his son Qingzi's body, gently pinched his fingertips, and sobbed silently.

Elder Lei waited for Han Zhuoyu to leave before walking into the ward with a cane. His wrinkled face had long lost the spirit of the past, leaving only deep exhaustion and depression. If he knew that his grandson would be like this, he should make him live a little happier.

"Do you hear me getting up? If you get up, the old man, I will personally marry you and Xiaoyu, and admit that he is my Lei family's daughter-in-law!"

As soon as the voice fell, the EEG jumped abnormally.

"I have a reaction! Hurry up, dad, keep talking!" Guo Yinghe exclaimed excitedly.

The old man Lei looked happy, and he was busy and gave many promises, such as recording his genealogy, posting wedding invitations, and hosting banquets.

It's a pity that the EEG calmed down after a while, and they didn't respond even if they said nothing.

Han Zhuoyu walked slowly toward the office. The passing ward was full of wounded, and even the corridors had beds. All hospitals with better conditions take the initiative to take the responsibility of treating the wounded in the disaster area. If the hospitals in the province can't accommodate, they will be transferred to neighboring provinces and cities.

The door of the ward was vacant, and the sound of the TV was faintly heard. Almost everyone was paying attention to the situation in the disaster area. On the screen, a reporter was pointing at a collapsed house and explaining something, such as heroes, leading by example, and giving up for others. Such beautiful words are endless, and in the end it focuses on the special identity of the trapped.

That was the scene when Thunder was killed, and Lei Xu's think tank would not let go of this opportunity for speculation. Although the disaster has not passed, and the rescue effect has not yet appeared, the image of Lei's uprightness, daring to be the first and worrying about the country and the people has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This accident established Lei Xu's victory, and no family was willing to let its elite children die. But the Lei family did it. They gave up their little family to protect everyone.

The reporter's sensational background is very solid, and Han Zhuoyu saw many people crying. Perhaps among them, there are trapped people who have been rescued by Thunder.

The news passed, and reporters began to report on the long list of donors. Although the footage of Han Zhuoyu appearing in the disaster area was erased from the news, the Han Foundation still ranks in the forefront of all donors. The mobile operating room, drugs, artificial plasma and well-equipped medical team they sent have saved countless people.

9527 habitually marks everyone within its scanning range. Following the reporter’s emotional explanation, the wounded in the ward unconsciously touched the logo of Han's enterprise on the pill box, and then found that it was on the bottle, on the bed, on the blood transfusion bag, on the ozone disinfection machine... these things are all The young medical scientist gave them free of charge. These things saved their lives!

[Ding~received 100 points of gratitude! 】

[Ding~ Received 500 points of appreciation! 】

[Ding~ Received 200 points of gratitude! 】

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Every time he walked through a ward, Han Zhuoyu could receive the thankfulness from the wounded. They didn't know that the famous Minister Lei lived with them in the same hospital, and they didn't know that the world's hottest medical scientists were passing the door. They just thought of their benefactors with gratitude and admiration.

More and more positive energy poured into the body, but it was no longer able to warm Han Zhuoyu's cold heart. He walked into the empty office, and slowly, leaned back on the sofa, covering his red eyes.

When the phone rang, he put down his arm and took a few deep breaths after seeing the caller ID on the screen. When the phone was connected, his hoarse and tired voice became light and gentle, "Xiaochen, how are you?"

"Daddy Xiaoyu, I'm fine. How about dad? I call him and he won't answer!" Lei Chen was sent to a full-time genius class. Guo's mother had already told the teacher not to let him watch TV or use his mobile phone. He was allowed to call for five minutes at noon every day.

"Dad is saving people, so I don’t have time to answer your call. When he is free, can I tell him to call you back? You have to listen to class carefully, eat obediently, and chat with children at night is not allowed to affect sleep, or dad will come back and spank you. "The youth's eyes were clearly filled with sorrow, but what he said was relaxed and cheerful. He can't let the little child bear the pain with him.

"Okay, I'll be obedient. Dad, you have to save many, many people! I told my friends that you are great heroes, and they all envy me. I will also be a great hero in the future!" Lei Chen chuckled, with a very strong tone. proud.

"We Xiaochen are little heroes, and we will grow up to be great heroes." The young man said with a smile, but he clenched his fist with his hand on his side, desperately admonishing himself not to show a trace of sadness.

"Yeah! Of course! The teacher told me to take a nap, Xiaoyu's father, goodbye, muma~" A kiss penetrated into the eardrum from the microphone, and Han Zhuoyu said goodbye in a low voice, tears rolling out when he hung up the phone.

He couldn't imagine Xiaochen's expression after Lei Ting left. He suddenly felt that he was still not strong enough. He was about to be overwhelmed by hopeless waiting.

The sudden ominous premonition interrupted the person who was immersed in grief. Han Zhuoyu had no time to dry his tears and opened the door and ran towards the ward.

At the same time, Guo's mother was crying desperately, "Doctor, the doctor is coming soon! My son has no heartbeat!"

The beating light spot on the heart monitor has been drawn into a long straight line, and a sharp, ear-piercing scream is emitted. Like the death knell sounded by death. The Lei family was in a mess, and even forgot to press the pager on the bedside.

Qu Jing rushed when he heard the movement and quickly flipped through Lei Ting's pupils.

"Inject epinephrine, fast!" The broken heart cannot withstand the stimulation of electric shock, nor can it withstand the kneading of heart massage. In addition to injecting epinephrine, Qujing could not think of any effective method.

The nurse quickly injected adrenaline, and the straightened light spot bounced slightly for a moment and calmed down.

"Increase the dose." Qu Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

When Han Zhuoyu arrived, Lei Ting had injected adrenaline three times. The heart monitor was still stubbornly hissing, and the harsh sound waves stirred his brain into a mess. He felt that he couldn't think about anything, couldn't do anything, he couldn't even breathe, the blood in his whole body froze, his body shook, and he almost fell.

"No more injections." Qu Jing looked at the watch on his wrist with a painful tone. He stopped breathing for six minutes, and his brain was dead. Even if he was rescued, he would be a vegetative person, not to mention that there was no hope of being rescued.

"Continue! Continue to inject!" The young man who had been silent suddenly yelled.

"Xiaoyu, calm down! Another injection will overdose!" Qu Jing pressed the young man's shoulder and forced him to face reality.

"How come? I only left him for twenty minutes! Only twenty minutes..." The young man who had been disguising himself with a calm mask finally revealed his most vulnerable side. He stumbled to the bed and buried his face in Thunder's already cold palm.

Heartbreaking? It broke our hearts? No words in the world can describe his sadness at this moment.