Zhang Dachuan did not know that Liu Chenghao had joined forces with Fang Yunlong at this time to plot another revenge.
He was currently at Sichuan Yun Fruit and Vegetable, discussing with Su Yun the layout of a new store.
Nowadays, supermarket business is very booming, and daily fruit sales are still in short supply, so it is imperative to open new stores.
With the success of the first two times, Su Yun no longer questions Zhang Dachuan's proposal, but fully agrees and supports Zhang Dachuan's decision.
She still took over a series of tasks of selecting the location for the new store, and said to Zhang Dachuan with a smile:
"I will solve the problem of opening the new store. You only need to take care of the fruit supply in the orchard in Xiushan Village."
"Nowadays, Hongfu Supermarket has lost its vitality and reputation. Our Sichuan Yun Fruit and Vegetables is at its peak, and we will definitely succeed in opening a new store."
After hearing this, Zhang Dachuan nodded and said:
"I also think about it this way. The popularity of Hongfu Supermarket has subsided. If we take advantage of the victory and expand the supermarket, we can eat away at their market share faster. As the enemy retreats and we advance, it is equivalent to weakening the power of the Fang family in disguise. It can be said that it kills three birds with one stone.”
The two had just finished discussing the plan for the new store when Zhang Dachuan's cell phone suddenly rang.
When he looked at the caller ID, he was surprised.
Because the caller turned out to be Qian Zongde, the deputy director of the county hospital.
Zhang Dachuan answered the phone in confusion:
"Hey, Vice President Qian has something to do with me?"
Qian Zongde's anxious voice immediately came from the other end:
"Doctor Zhang, are you free now? Can you come to our county hospital?"
Zhang Dachuan frowned slightly and said in confusion:
"I'm free, but Vice President Qian is so anxious. Is there something urgent?"
Qian Zongde was embarrassed for a while:
"I couldn't explain clearly during this phone call. In short, our hospital now has a very difficult patient who needs treatment."
"Her condition is very special. Our general practitioner consultation found it difficult. After much thought, I can only ask you, Dr. Zhang, for help."
After listening to Qian Zongde's words, Zhang Dachuan hesitated.
Strictly speaking, he is not a doctor. Without a medical license, he would easily get into trouble if he rashly treated people frequently.
However, he remembered Qian Zongde's care for Zhu Yuegui when he was in the county hospital, and Zhang Dachuan decided to respond to the other party's invitation to take a look.
After a few simple explanations to Su Yun, Zhang Dachuan walked out of the office and drove his pickup truck straight to Mingyue County Hospital.
Mingyue County Hospital, conference room on the third floor.
The chief and deputy directors of the general department of the hospital, more than a dozen people of all sizes, were gathered together for an emergency consultation.
Sitting at the head of the conference table was an old man who was over seventy years old. His name was Jiang Zhengtao, who was the director of Mingyue County Hospital at the time.
Jiang Zhengtao has been practicing medicine for fifty years in his life. He has cured many illnesses and saved many lives. He is the most highly respected and scholarly doctor in Mingyue County. Every time people in the county mention his name, they respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
On both sides of old dean Jiang Zhengtao, two vice deans Liu Zhigui and Qian Zongde sat.
The two of them are the chief physicians of each department. Although their resumes are not as rich as those of the three giants, they are still among the elites in the medical community of Mingyue County.
At this time, on the table in front of everyone, there was a medical file with the same content.
There is not much content in the file, only four simple pages, but these few pages made all the chief doctors in the conference room frown, and no one was in the mood to talk.
After a long silence, Jiang Zhengtao frowned and spoke again:
"Everyone, please stop talking. The situation this time is urgent and we need to work together to get through it. So now you can speak freely if you have anything to say. The three cobblers are like Zhuge Liang. Maybe we can pool our wisdom and solve this problem perfectly. crisis."
But after he finished speaking, the doctors in the conference room looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to speak.
In normal times, general practitioners would be vying for the opportunity to be in front of the old director, and there would be no consequences even if they were wrong.
But the identity of today's patient is really special.
It's so special that even the boldest doctors don't dare to speak easily at this time for fear of getting into trouble.
Because the patient is the daughter of the old dean Jiang Zhengtao, a forty-year-old mother.
At this age, pregnancy and childbirth are already very dangerous, but at such a dangerous age, she encountered dystocia again, and now she is standing at the door of death, her life hanging by a thread.
If you are not careful, you will end up with one body and two lives.
Therefore, at this point in time, no one present dared to say more than a word when faced with the inquiry from the old dean Jiang Zhengtao.
After waiting quietly for two minutes, Jiang Zhengtao didn't hear a sound, and his already sad face became even more gloomy. He turned his head slightly to look at Vice Dean Liu Zhigui sitting next to him and asked:
"Vice President Liu, you are an expert in obstetrics and gynecology. What do you think about this matter?"
After hearing this, Liu Zhigui complained secretly in his heart, and could only answer cautiously:
"Dean, the problems that the mother is currently facing are: first, she is an advanced maternal age; second, the fetus is in an abnormal position and is accompanied by the risk of the umbilical cord wrapping around the neck."
"Usually we would respond by doing a caesarean section in this situation."
"But the problem is that the mother herself has coagulation dysfunction, and the probability of major bleeding caused by caesarean section will be greatly increased. In this case, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, the mother will be in danger...the risk of caesarean section is too high."
Jiang Zhengtao said angrily:
"Surgery is currently the only solution. Let me ask you a question: What is the chance that a pregnant woman will not survive the surgery?"
Liu Zhigui suddenly murmured and did not dare to speak.
What he fears most now is that Jiang Zhengtao will let him take the lead.
Based on the current situation, Liu Zhigui concluded in his mind that in this case, the probability of the mother getting off the operating table was no more than 30%.
Once the operation fails, he will never be able to become the dean for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhigui subconsciously looked at his competitor Qian Zongde, and then he had an idea.
He said to Jiang Zhengtao:
"President, in addition to surgery, there is another way, which is to adjust the fetal position with acupuncture... Vice-President Qian has excellent medical skills and is well versed in acupuncture. There may be a way to restore the fetal position and allow for a normal delivery."
When Jiang Zhengtao heard this, he immediately looked at Qian Zongde.
Facing the dean's burning and earnest gaze, Qian Zongde secretly scolded Liu Zhigui for being shameless, and he could only say helplessly:
"I have indeed heard of acupuncture to adjust the fetal position, but I am not proficient in it myself."
When the other doctors saw this, they couldn't help but start talking quietly.
Some people even laughed in a low voice:
"Isn't it nonsense to expect acupuncture to adjust the fetal position? In what age are there still people who are superstitious about this?"
"That's right, acupuncture is a liar. Some people actually believe it to be true. I think surgery is more reliable."
Hearing everyone talking and seeing Qian Zongde bowing his head and remaining silent, Jiang Zhengtao's eyes gradually dimmed.
He is an expert in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, but he is helpless when faced with the difficult delivery of his daughter.
