Chapter 53: Pulse Hides?
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"Are you prepared for what's coming?" Wang Xu was taken aback by the words, then hesitated for a moment before saying: "Let's go take a look first."
Just now on the phone, he roughly asked about the specific situation of Bainong Xinquan. At that time, the frame was not very high, and the injured person fell down without any particularly terrifying external injuries. The 120 arrived in a timely manner, how could it be so serious?
The patient's ward was just inside the passageway of Baonan New Station, and after walking a few steps, several people saw five or six men surrounding a doctor shouting, with the older ones in their 40s and the younger ones barely out of their teens, wearing dirty clothes.
"Doctor, please save Junzi for me. He followed me out of the house and if anything happens to him, how can I explain it to his family?" The slightly older middle-aged man pulled on the doctor's hand, begging anxiously.
"It's not that I didn't want to save him, the patient's heartbeat had almost disappeared, leaving only a faint breath of life, and I was powerless." The doctor, a man in his 40s with glasses, subconsciously dodged the middle-aged man's hand, saying impatiently.
"That's the leader of the work team, and these people are all from their same village." Bai Nongxin pointed at the middle-aged man to explain to Wang Xu.
Wang Xu nodded, indicating understanding. Given such a situation, although Bai Nongxin had some responsibility, the main responsibility still lay with the foreman. Not to mention how much money was owed, just saying that the deceased was a fellow townsman was enough to cause trouble. As the saying goes, "fellow villagers are like relatives", you can't avoid them no matter where you go.
A few years ago, when I was at my hometown, there was a young man in Wangxu Village who contracted the telecommunications optical cable business in the county town. He hired all his relatives and friends. One of his nephews accidentally got electrocuted and died while hanging cables. On the day of the nephew's funeral, the young man knelt in front of the grave, constantly slapping his own face. Despite this, the deceased was already gone, and from then on, the two families became estranged.
"Doctor, please, he's still young and hasn't even gotten married yet." The middle-aged man refused to give up, crying out in a sorrowful plea, and by the end, his knees went weak and he knelt down in front of the doctor.
"I'm telling you, how can you be like this?" The doctor suddenly became angry: "The patient is beyond saving, you should consider preparing for the aftermath, begging me won't do any good."
"If you're useless, then who is useful?" Wang Xu directly interjected, to be honest, he was actually a bit angry in his heart.
His anger was not directed at the doctor, but at the current situation. Not long ago, he was still working at Yun Cheng First Affiliated Hospital. When Miao Runfeng had a minor illness, all the doctors in the hospital gathered around him. When Shao Peihong's son was critically ill, the hospital was in an uproar. But now, this decorator's life is hanging by a thread, and there is only one doctor here, who simply announces that he is preparing for the worst and doesn't even make the most basic effort?
One would think that in such a serious situation, at the very least the department head or hospital director should take a look.
Status! For a moment, a kind of unprecedented anger surged up in Wang Xu's heart. Doctors treating patients and saving lives also care about status. Different identities have different treatments?
This is a hospital, a place to rescue the dying and heal the wounded. It's not an inn or a hotel, where you can look down on people because of their social status. Corrupt officials like Shao Peihong can rely on their power to scold doctors, pointing at their noses. Dean Tian Minghui can suspend someone from work with just one word, but now these few decoration workers are kneeling on the ground begging, yet they still manage to annoy the doctors.
Hearing Wang Xu's obviously unkind tone, the doctor looked up at Wang Xu and asked, "What are you doing here again?"
"I am their employer." Wang Xu said in a low voice.
"What a great employer!" The doctor flipped his eyelids, looked up and down at Wang Xu, and waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, let them all disperse, prepare the patient's funeral, don't waste my time."
"Ah ha!" Wang Xu laughed in extreme anger, and sneered: "Your time? As a doctor, shouldn't your time be spent saving lives and treating injuries?"
"This is none of your business." The doctor waved his hand again: "This patient is beyond saving, and you fussing about won't do any good."
"It's not my turn to care, so who should care?" Wang Xu laughed, laughing very brightly. To tell the truth, since leaving Yun City, he had been holding back a breath of air in his heart, and this time it finally burst out completely. As he spoke, he took out his phone: "Then I'll find someone who can take care of it to talk."
As he spoke, Wang Xu directly dialed Luo Tongquan's phone: "Hello, Mayor Luo, it's Wang Xu."
"Haha, Doctor Wang, is there something I can help you with?" Lu Tongquan answered Wang Xu's call very politely and asked with a smile.
"It's like this, Mayor Luo." Wang Xu briefly told the whole story to Luo Tong, then asked: "I just don't understand, why for such a serious patient, only one doctor came forward. Shouldn't the hospital hold a consultation? When it comes to a life, how can we give up lightly?"
When Luo Tongquan first heard Wang Xu's words, he didn't take it seriously, this was also the current situation of the hospital, and he wasn't completely unaware. However, when he heard Wang Xu's questioning, he suddenly became speechless, and hastily stated: "Doctor Wang, I will investigate this matter, now I'll immediately have the hospital's doctors conduct a consultation to see if it can still be salvaged."
"Thank you, Mayor Luo." After questioning him, Wang Xu also vented some of the resentment in his heart and felt that his sudden questioning of Luo Tongquan was a bit abrupt. He immediately changed his tone and said: "Mayor Luo, please tell the hospital that I will take over this patient."
In fact, this last sentence is the purpose of his call. Although he is a doctor, such reckless treatment will inevitably be obstructed by the hospital, even if the patient has been sentenced to death. As long as he doesn't leave the hospital, he will be subject to the hospital's constraints. This is the tragedy of the system.
"Alright, no problem, you give the phone to that doctor." Luo Tongquan said.
The phone had just been connected, and when Wang Xu called Mayor Luo, the doctor's face had already changed, becoming very unsightly. In his heart, he couldn't help but wail: "It's all over." At this time, seeing Wang Xu hand over the phone, he even trembled with both legs, shaking as he took it.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Tian Futong, attending physician of the Emergency Department at Downtown Hospital. May I ask who you are?"
"I am Luo Tongquan." Luo Tongquan's stern voice came over instantly: "Your responsibility will be discussed later, for now, the patient is fully handed over to Dr. Wang, your hospital will cooperate fully."
Although he had already guessed that the other person might be Luo Tongquan, when he actually heard the three words "Luo Tongquan", Tian Futong's back still broke out in a cold sweat, wetting his shirt.
"Yes, Mayor Luo. I will fully cooperate with Dr. Wang." Luo Tongquan replied with a trembling tone and then handed the phone back to Wang Xu.
"Mayor Luo, thank you." Wang Xu took over the phone and thanked him again.
"Doctor Wang, you're joking. It should be me who owes you an apology instead, the Municipal Central Hospital is my jurisdiction." Luo Tongquan smiled faintly and exchanged a few pleasantries with Wang Xukun before hanging up the phone.
"Take me to the ward." After hanging up the phone, Wang Xu gave the doctor a cold look and said in a low voice that at first, he wasn't very angry about what the doctor had said, but the doctor's subsequent behavior completely infuriated him. As the saying goes, "Heavenly wrongs can be forgiven, but not self-inflicted ones."
"Doctor Wang, after you." Tian Futong hastily bowed and said, his previous demeanor completely gone, as if his soul had been suddenly sucked out of him.
Following Tian Futong into the ward, Wang Xu carefully took a look at the young man on the hospital bed. As Bai Nongxin said, this young man had no serious injuries all over his body, just scratches on his arm and face.
At this time, the young man's eyes were tightly closed, and his chest didn't seem to be moving at all, just like a dead person. Wang Xu reached out and felt the young man's neck, but he couldn't feel any pulse from the carotid artery. He then moved to the radial artery, but still couldn't feel anything. His eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he carefully stretched out his hand to feel the young man's wrist. When he touched the wrist, his fingers trembled slightly, but he still couldn't detect any pulse.
According to this, the patient should have been completely dead, but at this time, the ECG connected to the patient still had a weak pulse curve, and Wang Xu could also feel that the patient still had a weak breath of life.
He hesitated for a moment, then stretched out one finger again and probed under the young man's nose. Indeed, there was still a faint breath, although it was very slow and weak, but it proved that the patient was indeed still alive.
"That's strange." Wang Xu furrowed his brow, pacing back and forth in the hospital room, muttering to himself. The pulse was gone, yet there was a faint sign of life, could it be a hidden pulse?

