Chapter 2155: Chapter 2010: Immortal Family_6
"Youâre not a doctor from the hospital, why did you call him here?" The youngest daughter, Wang Rui, heard this and spoke to Director Zhao with a tone of disdain.
"Well, Xiao Rui, this is Mr. Song, a renowned Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner with excellent medical skills. He usually only treats the old leaders in Beijing and doesnât make house calls." Director Zhao explained to Wang Rui.
"Oh wow, treating people in Beijing, and youâre so young. What can you possibly do?" Wang Rui glanced at Song Xiaodong with contempt.
"I canât do much, just know a bit about Traditional Chinese Medicine and help older people adjust their health." Song Xiaodong said.
What Song Xiaodong said was true.
"How do you adjust the health?" Wang Rui asked Song Xiaodong.
"Acupuncture."
"You got an acupuncture doctor for the old man?" Wang Xingye said to Director Zhao in a blaming tone.
"This... Xingye, Iâm thinking that since none of the Western Medicine Doctors in Minghe dare to perform surgery, I invited Mr. Song to try a different approach. Maybe Traditional Chinese Medicine might work!" Director Zhao replied.
"Director Zhao, I know you mean well, but your actions are really outrageous this time. My dad doesnât have a minor ailment that can be cured with some herbal medicine and acupuncture. My dad has coronary heart disease and needs a heart bypass surgery, whatâs the use of herbal medicine and acupuncture?" Wang Xingye criticized Director Zhao.
"Exactly, how can coronary heart disease be cured with Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Wang Rui also said.
Song Xiaodong felt calm inside since he was only here to repay a favor to Lin Suâer. If he doesnât have to treat the patient, it saves him a lot of trouble. Why not?
Wang Xingye turned to Song Xiaodong and politely said, "Doctor, Iâm really sorry. Look at how Director Zhao mixed things up, inviting an acupuncture doctor for coronary heart disease. My fatherâs condition is quite serious. Weâve invited famous doctors from all the big and small hospitals in Minghe, but none dared to operate. However, weâve already invited experts from the province and Beijing, who are on their way, so thank you for making the trip here."
Hearing this, Song Xiaodong was just fine with it, happy to head home to hug his wife. He nodded politely to Wang Xingye and said, "Since there are experts from the province and Beijing coming, the old man is sure to turn the crisis into safety. Well then, Director Zhao, I have other things to do, so Iâll leave first."
Song Xiaodong glanced at Director Zhao and was about to leave.
Director Zhao realized that although he was well-intentioned, the family didnât appreciate it. So, he said to Wang Xingye, "Yes, since youâve invited experts from the province and Beijing, Iâm relieved. You see, I was just anxious, so I asked Mr. Song to come. Since thatâs the case, Iâll leave with Mr. Song."
Wang Xingye nodded, showing no intention of seeing them off.
As Song Xiaodong passed by the ICU entrance, he couldnât help but glance inside, feeling the old manâs breathing was weak, as if his life was flickering away. He wondered if the experts on their way from Beijing and the province would make it in time.
After pondering for a moment, Song Xiaodong couldnât help it. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, handed it to Yu Xiulin, and said, "If the patient has another episode, open this and let him smell it."
Out of courtesy, Yu Xiulin accepted the bottle and nodded.
Then, Song Xiaodong, Lin Suâer, and Director Zhao left.
"Director Zhao is quite old now but still handles things so unreliably." Wang Rui couldnât help but say once she saw Director Zhao, Song Xiaodong, and Lin Suâer leave.
Actually, Song Xiaodong heard it all clearly.
"Indeed, getting an acupuncture doctor, claiming he treats old leaders in Beijing. With him being so young, who can trust him to treat patients? Besides, what if a needle kills someone?" Wang Xingye said.
"I think he did it on purpose. The old man has cared for him a lot, and now he feels bad not showing up. But coming here, he seems to feel itâs a waste of time. Didnât he say before to let the old man recuperate in his hospital? Yet, nothing happened after that." Wang Xingyeâs wife Zhang Shuyun said.
"You all shouldnât say that. What if the doctor he invited is really competent? Director Zhao is a director after all. Could he invite someone who doesnât know anything? Even if weâre not using him, if he truly lacks skill, wouldnât that be apparent immediately? How would that benefit Director Zhao?" The son, Wang Xingjia, said.
"Yes, Traditional Chinese Medicine can be effective. Last time my stomach hurt, and it was cured with herbal medicine." The second daughter-in-law, Li Xin, said.
"You were cured by the hot water in the herbal medicine." The first daughter-in-law, Zhang Shuyun, said.
"Nonsense." The second daughter-in-law, Li Xin, said.
"Itâs true. Traditional Chinese Medicine is useful for treating gynecological and chronic illnesses, but for coronary heart disease, surgery is necessary." Zhang Shuyun added.
"Of course, I know surgery is needed, but no doctor in Minghe dares to perform it." Li Xin said.
"Alright, stop arguing. The experts just texted me, saying theyâll be here soon." The eldest son, Wang Xingye, said.
"Thatâs great."
Outside, Mr. Zhao apologized to Song Xiaodong.
"Mr. Song, Iâm really sorry. I didnât expect things to turn out like this." Director Zhao felt it wasnât much to lose his own face, but he felt very sorry that Song Xiaodong came with him and ended up losing face too.
"Director Zhao, I originally came to repay a favor to Lin Suâer. Last time, thanks to the security team your hospital lent us, we were able to deal with those brawlers." Song Xiaodong said.
"Oh, why bring that up? We are all brother hospitals. How could I stand by and do nothing? Even if Director Lin hadnât approached me, I would have sought out Director Lin myself to see if there was anything I could help with." Director Zhao said.
"Well, since I invited Mr. Song to see the patient, my intention is fulfilled. If they donât accept it, thereâs nothing I can do. Iâm sorry to have troubled you, Mr. Song, to come along with me and listen to people criticizing me."