The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Tianguang City, at the entrance of the People's Hospital.

Late autumn is about to enter winter, the sun is still quite bright, it doesn't look hot, but the kind of tender warmth, which just shines on people, like a gentle big girl gently touching you, full of affection.

There are cars coming and going at the entrance of the hospital, and there is a constant flow of people. As a Grade A hospital in this city, the People's Hospital has countless people who come to see the doctor every day. In addition, the relatives and friends of the patients are even more congested. The entrance is full of all kinds of cars, and it is very difficult to walk. Difficult to walk.

Song Mei led the lunch box slowly, and walked towards the hospital step by step. She was old, but her body was not bad, her spirit was also quite good, and she walked very steadily. She didn't have the old age like other old people feel.

"Old Jiang, please wait."

Song Mei smiled, thinking of her husband, her heart was filled with a plain and ordinary sense of happiness. She and Lao Jiang had an arranged marriage back then, and when they first met, they dared not speak. Hand in hand, with today's young people, it can be said to be as pure as a child.

Emotionally, Jiang Jianjun is a very shy and reserved person. He doesn't know how to express himself. If it wasn't for the arranged marriage at the beginning, but now the big girl is facing such a piece of wood, she will definitely leave.

Of course, there were a few romantic moments, like on the 20th wedding anniversary of two people, Lao Jiang learned a trick from somewhere and sold her a bouquet of roses, not to mention the surprise.

Another time when she was celebrating her birthday, she went home and no one was there. When she got a call and went out, she found that Lao Jiang had come up with a band from nowhere and sang her birthday song. That event cost them 2 Monthly salary, distressed and happy.

Thinking of these things, Song Mei smiled, and those deep memories seemed to be in front of her eyes, and she could touch them with her hands.

And in the past few days, I don't know why Lao Jiang suddenly became enlightened, and he just said good things to please her. He is already an elderly person, and he is so shameless, which makes Song Mei a little speechless, but she is also very happy in her heart. .

"Teacher's wife, have you brought the teacher's meal here?"

Luo Junzhe happened to come out from the outpatient department, holding some materials, when he saw Song Mei hurried over, "I'll get it for you."

"It doesn't matter, I can still handle these things." Song Mei blocked Luo Junzhe's hand, "I don't know what's wrong with Lao Jiang these past two days, he always asks me to cook for him, and he used to dislike me What about cooking?"

Luo Junzhe's face froze, he hastily pulled his lips together, showed a smile, and said, "Mrs. Ma'am, your cooking skills are good. I haven't eaten for a long time. Thinking of this makes me a little hungry."

Song Mei heard Luo Junzhe praise her for her good craftsmanship, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she said, "Junzhe is just a sweet talker, okay, I'll make you one too tomorrow."

Luo Junzhe nodded, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart. His wife didn't know about Jiang Jianjun's condition, so he could only pray that he could keep it a secret for a day.

The two entered the inpatient department and took the elevator to the sixth floor. There were very few people in the corridor, and they probably all went to have lunch. When they passed the service desk, Luo Junzhe greeted the head nurse, and then chased Song Mei to the ward.

In the ward, Jiang Jianjun was reading the newspaper, when he heard someone coming in, he looked up and said with a smile, "Here it is, I've been waiting for a long time."

Song Mei took the lunch box to Jiang Jianjun's bedside, put it on the tea table, and began to take off the lid of the box. There were two layers inside, one for rice and the other for vegetables. After opening it, she found that the box for vegetables There are several compartments where different dishes can be placed. Today's main course is lion balls, Lao Jiang's favorite.

Song Mei separated the two layers of lunch boxes, took out a pair of chopsticks, and said while fiddling, "Lao Jiang, don't waste it today. It took me a lot of time to sit on the lion ball."

Jiang Jianjun put down the newspaper, nodded with a smile, opened his mouth and suddenly wanted to say something, suddenly a burning sensation came from his leg, followed by a sharp pain, which almost made his eyes go black, and a burst of angina in his heart made him His face turned pale, and he broke into a cold sweat almost immediately.

"Well……"

Jiang Jianjun clutched his chest, opened his mouth and tried to say something, but couldn't make any sound. He leaned back, closed his eyes and passed out.

"Old Jiang..."

Song Mei turned around holding the lunch box and chopsticks, just about to ask Jiang Jianjun to eat, when she saw Jiang Jianjun's appearance, she was frightened and couldn't utter a word.

Luo Junzhe happened to walk into the ward, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Jianjun passed out, and his face was as pale as if there was no blood, with a look of fear on his face, he called out to the teacher.

A few minutes later, the sixth floor of the inpatient department became chaotic. There were doctors and nurses rushing around, and the sirens were blaring.

Many people poked their heads out from the ward, talking about who was dying.

...

Zhao Xingguo walked into the conference room with a few doctors. Several doctors inside were discussing loudly. Seeing that Zhao Xingguo was about to walk in, he hurriedly got up.

"No, let's continue the discussion."

Zhao Xingguo waved his hand and took the others to sit down first.

The other doctors continued to talk about the patient's situation: "Now the tumor has suddenly deteriorated, and the situation is quite serious. If the operation is not performed, the cancer cells will spread throughout the body."

"Even if surgery is required, it is impossible. The tissue adhesion is too serious, and the hyperplastic tissue is very close to the artery. It is impossible to perform a separation operation unless the leg is amputated."

Zhao Xingguo knocked on the table: "It's impossible to amputate. Lao Jiang is a soldier. He told me before that it would be better to let him die like this if he is disabled."

"Dean, although respecting the opinions of patients is very important, but life is at stake."

"Conservative treatment is still recommended."

Other doctors discussed it one after another.

Vice President Li Tao also said: "Yes, President, amputation can save President Jiang's life, but if separation operation is used, if it fails, it will have a great impact on our hospital. No one can afford this responsibility!"

Zhao Xingguo closed his eyes.

He also knew that this matter would have a great impact. Jiang Jianjun is the principal of Tianguang University, and he is highly respected. If the operation fails, it will have an irreparable blow to the reputation of the People's Hospital.

However, Jiang Jianjun himself was not willing to accept the amputation treatment at all.

Zhao Xingguo opened his eyes and said, "What is the intention of the patient's family?"

The doctors stopped discussing and looked at each other without speaking.

Zhao Xingguo sighed, got up and walked quickly outside to talk to Song Mei.

Ten minutes later.

The hospital decided to separate Jiang Jianjun's condition, and during the operation, a second team was on standby at any time to prepare for amputation immediately if the situation was wrong.

Surprisingly, the chief surgeon of the operation was Zhao Xingguo.