Chapter 2168: Chapter 2020: Melodrama of Suffering (Part 7)
"You keep saying that, but I feel like Iâve been dreaming nonstop, one dream after another. In the dreams, someone is hammering my chest, someone is thrusting an auger into my windpipe." Wang Xuezhong said again.
What Wang Xuezhong dreamed about was actually CPR and tracheal intubation.
"Then I dreamed someone fed me a big copper ball. My body felt like it was melting, felt hot, then I woke up." Wang Xuezhong said.
"He really is a Divine Doctor! Dad, your illness can be cured!" Wang Xingye excitedly said to Wang Xuezhong.
Hearing that he could be saved, Wang Xuezhongâs eyes lit up with excitement.
Chapter 2024 Solving the Problem Once and for All
The ambulance jolted along the way, arriving at the Su Family Courtyard in the afternoon, only to be stopped by the Su familyâs Family Guard.
Wang Xingye got off the car and said to the Family Guard, "Brother, please announce that weâve brought the patient."
The Family Guard went to announce.
Miao Qingqing, with raised eyebrows, asked Song Xiaodong, "Why did you bring them here?"
"If we donât bring them here, how can they show sincerity in seeking treatment?" Song Xiaodong said, lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed.
"What if he dies in our house?" Miao Qingqing asked.
"He wonât die. After taking my Life-Saving Pill, itâs impossible for him to die here. At least, he can hold on for another month." Song Xiaodong said.
"Hmph, bragging again."
"Let them in." Song Xiaodong waved to the Family Guard.
The car came in, the old man lay on a stretcher, receiving an IV drip, carefully carried by a group of people, slowly entering the Su Familyâs gate, reaching Song Xiaodongâs place, then lifted to the second floor.
Yu Xiulin, Wang Xingye, Wang Xingjia, Wang Rui, and Wang Rong, who were carrying the stretcher, were all drenched in sweat.
Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan had already hidden in their rooms, leaving only Song Xiaodong on the sofa with legs crossed, head tilted back, almost dozing off, ignoring the commotion of bringing the patient up.
"Mr. Song?"
Wang Xingye cautiously bent down, slightly bowed, and gently called out to Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong didnât react.
"Mr. Song?" Wang Xingye gently nudged Song Xiaodongâs arm.
Song Xiaodong let out a light snoring sound, pretending to wake up, looking at Wang Xingye, then at Wang Xuezhong on the stretcher, trembling as if trying to sit up.
"Mr. Song, I brought my father here, can you take a look at him?" Wang Xingye asked Song Xiaodong in a negotiating tone.
"All the children should leave." Song Xiaodong gestured.
"Go on then." Yu Xiulin said to Wang Xingye and the others.
The children went outside to wait.
"Doctor, youâre simply amazing, one medicine pill saved our Old Wang! Doctor, please take a look at him! Our Old Wangâs life depends on you!" Yu Xiulin said to Song Xiaodong.
"You can ask me to treat, sure, but my consultations arenât free." Song Xiaodong said word by word to Yu Xiulin.
"Of course, of course, Doctor, if you can heal our Old Wang, I can give you three million, and my sons can give even more."
Song Xiaodong gave a mocking laugh.
Lying on the stretcher, Wang Xuezhong waved at Yu Xiulin, signaling him to stop talking.
Yu Xiulin obediently shut his mouth.
Wang Xuezhong, at the brink of death, didnât care about money, but he clearly knew that a doctor with such skills surely wonât lack money?
Moreover, if it was for money, why must Wang Xuezhong personally come?
So this doctor must have other ideas and demands.
"Doctor, when I was young, I also had power and influence, but I donât know the conditions for my treatment. If itâs something within my capacity, I will certainly do it." Wang Xuezhong said to Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong smiled and said to Wang Xuezhong, "I have a wife who is the director of a hospital."
"Hmm." Wang Xuezhong nodded to show he was listening.
"A while ago, a group came to her hospital, causing trouble, smashing things at the hospital entrance, not allowing patients to register. The equipment they smashed cost over two million." Song Xiaodong continued.
Wang Xuezhong had basically guessed what Song Xiaodong wanted.
"Eventually, the hospital ended up compensating the patient 150,000 yuan. My wife was so angry she resigned." Song Xiaodong said.
"I wonder, what does the doctor want me to do? I worked at the provincial Health Bureau for a while, although Iâm retired now, I still know many people, and I could handle matters related to hospitals." Wang Xuezhong answered.
He thought that Song Xiaodong wanted to arrange a job for his wife or something.
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said to Wang Xuezhong, "My purpose is not to solve this incident."
"Itâs to solve the problem once and for all." Song Xiaodong said.
"I understand." After all, having served as the director, he understood instantly.
"If Mr. Song can cure my illness, Iâll contact others to have the office introduce a legitimate arbitration mechanism addressing medical disturbances, allowing hospitals to sue for illegal disruptions and legally defend the hospitalâs rights." Wang Xuezhong proposed.
"Good, please help, I need to perform acupuncture."
With Yu Xiulinâs help, Wang Xuezhong took off his clothes, revealing a skinny, frail body. Song Xiaodong brought out his silver needles to help Wang Xuezhong unblock his meridians, restore myocardial blood supply, and clear coronary artery plaque, working tirelessly until he finally stopped, sweating profusely.
Wang Xuezhong felt as if his body had suddenly revived, his heart was younger and stronger, and his pulse was steady, as if rejuvenated by thirty years.
Once weak, unable even to sit up on his own, Wang Xuezhong could actually sit up with Yu Xiulinâs support!
"Old man!" Yu Xiulin exclaimed, holding Wang Xuezhongâs hands in surprise.
"Thank you, Mr. Song!" With Yu Xiulinâs support, Wang Xuezhong bowed to Song Xiaodong.
In their younger years, no matter how powerful they were, they couldnât fight aging and had to bow before a doctor.
Thatâs why some people, at all costs, abandon everything, seek famous mountains and great rivers, ask for immortality pills, hoping to become an immortal and patriarch, while others set up dark formations to harm people, steal lives, and take possession of bodies to escape death and final judgment.
Isnât it ridiculous to be so deeply controlled by the fear of death without even understanding why youâre alive?
"Go, and donât forget what you promised me." Sitting weakly on the sofa, eyes closed, Song Xiaodong said to Wang Xuezhong.
"Of course, of course! Iâll come back to thank you properly another day!"
Yu Xiulin supported Wang Xuezhong to the door. Outside, Wang Xingye, Wang Xingjia, and Wang Rui looked at their father, who unexpectedly stood up, and were momentarily speechless with astonishment.
"Dad!"
They didnât expect Doctor Songâs treatment on their father to have such immediate effect!
"Are you... healed?" Wang Xingye asked in disbelief.
"Still need to go to the hospital for checks." Wang Xingjia said.
"Yes, letâs go." Wang Rui also said.
"Xingye, go take the stretcher." Yu Xiulin said.
Wang Xingye and Wang Xingjia carried the stretcher away, noticing Song Xiaodong lying with his eyes closed, resting, not daring to disturb him.
The group left in a hurry.
"Dad, what did he say to you?" Wang Xingye asked Wang Xuezhong.
"Not much, he wants our provinceâs Health Bureau to create a plan specifically for addressing professional troublemakers in hospitals." Wang Xuezhong replied.