At around six o'clock in the evening, a car stopped in front of the inpatient building of the People's Hospital. A middle-aged man in a suit opened the door and told the driver: "Xiao Ma! You go to the city government guest house to get a room first."

Come down, if anything happens I will page you."

"Director Zhong! You are back!" The middle-aged man took the elevator to the floor where the intensive care unit is located. When he walked to the door of the intensive care unit, Liu Zhongming, who was waiting outside the intensive care unit, saw the middle-aged man.

The young man immediately came forward and greeted him warmly.

When the middle-aged man saw Liu Zhongming, he immediately stretched out his hand to shake Liu Zhongming's hand, and asked Liu Zhongming anxiously: "Dean Liu! Good evening! My father's illness has troubled you, how is my father's condition now?

Already?"

"Director Zhong! Birth, old age, illness and death are the laws that we humans cannot escape. We have tried our best to deal with the old secretary's illness. Although Xiao Chen has used silver needles to stabilize the old secretary's illness, he can only extend the time for the old secretary for twenty years at most.

You have four hours to live. You'd better inform your brothers and sisters and rush back to Jiangcheng to see the old secretary for the last time!" Liu Zhongming heard the middle-aged man's inquiry and quickly gave the middle-aged man an overview of the patient's condition.

introduction.

On the way back to Jiangcheng, Director Zhong had already learned from Liu Zhongming that his father had reached the point where he was running out of oil and gas. However, being halfway there, he still had some luck in his heart and hoped that a miracle would happen.

, the result is that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When Director Zhong heard the situation introduced by Dean Liu, a disappointed expression appeared on his face, and he asked in a serious tone: "Dean Liu! My dad is in that hospital bed. I want to see my dad first!"

Liu Zhongming heard Director Zhong's inquiry and replied: "Director Zhong! The old secretary is in the intensive care unit. Please come with me."

Director Zhong followed Liu Zhongming into the intensive care area. Through the glass window, Director Zhong saw his father lying motionless on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on his head. He recalled the past moments with his father.

Bit by bit, there was a burst of sadness in his eyes, which made him instinctively wipe his wet eyes with his hands, and asked Liu Zhongming: "Director Liu! Is it true that the doctors in your hospital have nothing to do?

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Liu Zhongming heard Director Zhong's inquiry and felt Director Zhong's disappointed mood. He shook his head subconsciously and replied apologetically: "Director Zhong! I'm sorry! We have tried our best!"

"When the old secretary was sent to our hospital, his pupils had already dilated. At that time, the doctors in our emergency department thought that the old secretary would not survive tonight. Later I contacted Xiao Chen, and he rushed to the hospital to diagnose the old secretary and gave

With the same result, in order to allow you and the old secretary to see each other one last time, I asked Xiao Chen to think of a way, and then Xiao Chen used the silver needle method to hang up the old secretary's life."

Director Zhong heard the situation introduced by Liu Zhongming and asked Liu Zhongming doubtfully: "Director Liu! Is the Dr. Chen you are talking about Chen Tianlin, the director of the oncology department of your hospital? Can you give him

Give me your contact information, I want to call him and thank him."

When Liu Zhongming saw Director Zhong asking him for Chen Tianlin's contact information, he immediately realized that Director Zhong must still be lucky. Realizing this, Liu Zhongming replied: "Director Zhong! Did you guess it?

Wrong, the Xiao Chen I am talking about is Chen Tianlin, the director of the oncology department of our hospital, his mobile phone number is 139...!"

When Director Zhong learned Chen Tianlin's contact information, he immediately took out his mobile phone from his bag and quickly punched out Chen Tianlin's mobile phone number.

This time, Lin Yaxuan went out to film a movie and left his two children at home. In order to help his mother take care of the children, Chen Tianlin turned down the outside entertainment and went home early every day to help his mother take care of the two children.

When Director Zhong called Chen Tianlin, Chen Tianlin had just put his two children to sleep and returned to his own room from his mother's room. However, just as he walked into the room and took his own bath towel to take a bath, his cell phone suddenly rang.

It rang.

"It's so late! Who will call me?" Chen Tianlin heard the ringtone of his mobile phone, and he couldn't help but mutter in confusion. Then he walked to the bedside table, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and saw that it displayed

A group of unfamiliar Big Brother numbers put their mobile phones to their ears and asked politely: "Hello! I'm Chen Tianlin! Who is that?"

"Director Chen! Hello! I am Zhong Xianghua from the Provincial Department of Culture. I am really sorry to call you so late." As soon as Chen Tianlin finished speaking, a middle-aged man spoke politely on the phone.

Voice.

When Chen Tianlin heard the other party's self-introduction, he immediately remembered that Liu Zhongming had mentioned the title Director Zhong during the phone call at noon. He immediately remembered who the other party was and politely replied: "Director Zhong! Hello! Why are you so late?

I'm calling, is there something wrong?"

When Zhong Xianghua heard Chen Tianlin directly mention his rank, he immediately understood that the other party knew who he was. At this time, he stopped beating around the bush with Chen Tianlin and said: "Director Chen! The reason why I called you so late is specifically because

For my father's sake."

"I heard Dean Liu say that if you hadn't hung up my father's life with a silver needle, my brothers and sisters and I would never have been able to see the best side of my father. For this reason, on behalf of my whole family, I would like to express my condolences to you.

Your most sincere thanks…!”

"Director Zhong! It is our doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. This is what I should do. There is absolutely no need for you to call me specifically for this matter." When Chen Tianlin heard Zhong Xianghua's words, his heart moved.

He knew very well that Zhong Xianghua didn't call him just to say thank you. He knew Zhong Xianghua's purpose very well, and politely interrupted Zhong Xianghua before he could finish his words.

If someone suddenly interrupted Zhong Xianghua on weekdays, Zhong Xianghua would definitely be dissatisfied, but Zhong Xianghua did not rise up at this time, because in his mind, Chen Tianlin was his father's last life-saving straw.

Facing Chen Tianlin's polite answer, Zhong Xianghua asked Chen Tianlin expectantly: "Director Chen! You are an expert from the National Health Bureau. You must have a way to cure my father's disease?"

Chen Tianlin heard Zhong Xianghua's inquiry, thought of the patient's condition, and replied apologetically: "Director Zhong! I'm sorry! Your father did not fall into a coma due to illness, but his body functions have completely declined, but we
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