At the First People's Hospital of Qingshui City, as soon as Liu parked the car, Wen Jing jumped out of the car and went straight to the intensive care unit.
At this time, outside the intensive care unit of the First People's Hospital of Qingshui City, Wen Shengchuan was pacing back and forth anxiously. Just now, Han Ping suddenly stopped breathing. Fortunately, she was found and rescued in time, but as a result, Han Ping His vital signs are getting weaker.
The attending physician who was in charge of Han Ping just now told Wen Shengchuan that Han Ping's injury is now very serious and she may die at any time. If she wants Han Ping to get better treatment and get a glimmer of hope, she must be transferred to Beijing, where There are the best medical equipment and experts in the country, but based on Han Ping's current physical condition, she cannot move at all, because based on her current condition, there is a high possibility that a life-threatening emergency may occur during the transfer process.
Transfer to another hospital? Or not transfer?
This is a dilemma. It seems that no matter which option you choose, it will be a dead end!
"Brother." Wen Jing's aunt Wen Shengxin hurried over and handed the aluminum lunch box in her hand to Wen Shengchuan: "Let's eat something first."
"I'm not hungry." Wen Shengchuan has no appetite. Now Han Ping is in the intensive care unit, her life or death is uncertain, and Wen Jing will return to Qingshui City today. He doesn't know how to comfort his daughter when he sees her soon.
"Brother, you haven't eaten well in the past few days, and you haven't eaten anything since this morning. Even a tough guy can't stand it." Wen Shengxin frowned and said, "If my sister-in-law knows that you don't cherish yourself so much, , she will be sad."
"I have no appetite, let's talk about it later." Wen Shengchuan looked in the direction of the intensive care unit, with the doctor's words still echoing in his mind. He really didn't know what to do now.
"Brother, you..." Just as Wen Shengxin was about to speak, Han Ping's attending doctor hurried over and said to Wen Shengchuan: "Vice Mayor Wen, if the patient needs to be transferred to another hospital, there may be a way to stabilize him temporarily. The patient’s physical condition…”
Before the attending doctor could finish speaking, Wen Shengchuan asked anxiously: "Doctor Dou, what is the solution? Just tell me how you need my cooperation."
Doctor Dou's words were a life-saving straw for Wen Shengchuan. He and Han Ping had a great relationship. He didn't want to lose Han Ping, let alone his daughter losing her mother.
"Brother, please let Dr. Dou finish speaking." Wen Shengxin said hurriedly.
"Yes, yes, doctor, please tell me." At this time, Wen Shengchuan was not as calm as usual.
"That's it, Vice Mayor Wen." Dr. Dou said hurriedly: "At present, Western medicine does not play a big role, but the ginseng in traditional Chinese medicine, in the words of traditional Chinese medicine, can kill someone. I think it can." I’ll give it a try, but it’s hard to find older ginseng these days.”
"Dr. Dou, how many years of ginseng do we need?" Wen Shengxin said hurriedly: "Does our hospital have it? Or I can go to the pharmacy to check."
"That's the problem." Doctor Dou frowned and said, "Generally, ginseng that is five or ten years old will definitely not work. It must be at least twenty or thirty years old. But nowadays, it is difficult to find such ginseng."
"Dad." The three of them were talking, and Wen Jing came over crying: "Where's mom, how is mom?"
"Xiao Jing, don't worry first." Seeing her only niece crying like this, Wen Shengxin felt uncomfortable and hurriedly put her arms around Wen Jing's shoulders and said.
"Auntie." Wen Jing's face was full of tears: "How is my mother? I want to see her."
"Xiao Jing." Seeing his daughter crying like this, Wen Shengchuan felt extremely uncomfortable: "Your mother can't visit her now. When you can visit her, you can go see her, okay?"
"Dad, my mother will be fine, right?" Wen Jing was so scared that the worst endings she imagined would become reality.
"Yes, I will." Wen Shengchuan tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes and touched Wen Jing's hair: "Your mother will be very happy if she knows you are back."
Seeing the sad looks of Wen Jing and others, Doctor Dou sighed helplessly. Although he had seen such scenes many times as a doctor, he still felt uncomfortable.
"Vice Mayor Wen, please try to find out about ginseng. If you can find it, you may be able to find a chance of survival." Regarding Han Ping's situation, there is nothing the hospital can do now. It was nothing more than trying his best to maintain Han Ping's breathing.
"Okay, thank you Doctor Dou, we will find him as soon as possible." Wen Shengchuan said hurriedly.
After hearing what Wen Shengchuan and Doctor Dou said, Wen Jing suddenly thought of the ginseng she had brought back, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, do you need ginseng?"
"Yeah." Wen Shengchuan didn't hide anything from Wen Jing: "Your mother may need to be transferred to Beijing, and she needs ginseng."
"I have it." Wen Jing was about to dig out her purse. She always carried the ginseng stick Ye Tan gave her with her.
Wen Shengxin sighed, thinking that she knew that the ginseng Wen Jing was talking about was that even if it existed, it would only be more than ten years old. Nowadays, except for those who go to the deep mountains and old forests to pick ginseng, most people can have high-aged ginseng in their hands. Ginseng?
This ginseng is really not easy to find.
"Xiao Jing, what we need this time is not ordinary ginseng, it must be at least twenty or thirty years old. You..." Before Wen Shengxin finished speaking, she saw Wen Jing take out a cloth-headed ginseng from the backpack she carried. The shape of the thing hanging on it does look like ginseng, and...
This ginseng is not small!
this……
Wen Jing hurriedly opened the cloth wrapped with ginseng and asked, "Dad, aunt, can you take a look at this ginseng?"
"Let me have a look, let me have a look." Before Dr. Dou could walk far, he hurried back after hearing Wen Jing's words.
The ginseng is wrapped in moss, with a lot of soil on it. It looks like fresh ginseng that has not been processed yet, and the head...
Doctor Dou's heart was pounding. He had a hunch that maybe the patient could be saved.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to call my teacher." Doctor Dou looked at the ginseng excitedly, said something hurriedly, and left in a hurry.
His teacher was an old doctor from the People's Hospital. He had been exposed to some traditional Chinese medicine before, but was not very proficient in it. This old doctor told Dr. Dou about using ginseng to die, but he was emotional at the time. In a word, after all, good ginseng is hard to find nowadays, and it is even harder to find ginseng that can kill one's life.
Here, Wen Shengxin looked at the ginseng in Wen Jing's hand in surprise: "Xiao Jing, in the Northeast, does this ginseng look like a big radish?"
Otherwise, how could Xiaojing carry such a large ginseng with her? The money she had on her was not enough to buy ginseng.
Unless this ginseng is rampant in the Northeast and is as cheap as a radish.
