After thinking about these situations, Hua Kangren suddenly came to his senses:
Doesn't this mean that it was because he was blind that he didn't recognize Taishan, so he went in such a big circle?
He couldn't help but want to slap himself.
How much time was wasted by going around in such a circle!
If the best time to rescue my daughter is delayed because of this, there will really be no room to cry.
Thinking of this, Hua Kangren clasped his hands together, bent down almost ninety degrees, and begged Zhang Dachuan:
"Mr. Zhang, I am blind to Taishan. The offense I caused on Jiangxin Island that day, please don't take it to heart."
"Please save my daughter. As long as I can save her, I can do anything you want. I can agree to any conditions."
While speaking, he bowed to Zhang Dachuan three times in a row, his voice was so sad that he even wanted to kneel down and kowtow.
Seeing this, Zhang Dachuan quickly raised his hand to help Hua Kangren up before he knelt down:
"Mr. Hua, this gift is too serious and I can't bear it. Don't worry, since I'm here, I will naturally treat your daughter. As for whether she can be cured in the end, we have to look at the patient's condition first. "
Ren Huamin on the side saw this and nodded secretly.
Medical practitioners are most taboo about making promises to their families before even seeing the patient.
Judging from Zhang Dachuan's performance just now, he is still a qualified doctor.
Soon, everyone arrived at the iCU ward where Hua Kangren's daughter was.
There was the familiar smell of disinfectant in the air. On the thick white hospital bed in the middle of the ward, there lay a girl with various detector probes all over her body.
If you don't look at the girl's face, just looking at the infusion tubes, vital sign detectors, etc. inserted into her body, you can't help but feel pity.
But if you add that face covered with sores, it's no longer pity, but horror!
Those dense sores of different sizes almost covered the girl's entire face.
Not only the face, but also the neck, arms, body...any place not covered by clothes was covered with such malignant sores.
Of course there are places covered by clothes, but they are just out of sight for the time being.
These malignant sores look like they have been eaten by some kind of insect, with pits and pits, and the malignant sores are filled with yellow or white pus. But anyone with trypophobia would find it difficult to even look at them!
Even though all the people present except Hua Kangren were doctors, they couldn't help but feel hairy and have goosebumps all over their bodies when they saw the girl's condition.
This is completely a physiological reaction when people see disgusting things, and it is uncontrollable.
Looking at his daughter's appearance, Hua Kangren, an old father, couldn't help but wipe away his tears. He took out a photo from his arms and said while holding back his grief:
"Miracle Doctor Zhang, I am making you laugh. In fact, my daughter used to be very beautiful. This photo is what she looked like before."
"If I had known that the research and development experiments of new products would cause her to contract this disease, I would never have let her join the R&D department. Even if the company went bankrupt, I would not want to see her become like this."
Hua Kangren stroked the fair and flawless face of the girl in the photo and burst into tears.
Zhang Dachuan glanced sideways at the photo. Indeed, Hua Kangren's daughter was very beautiful.
The girl in the photo was wearing a white coat and standing outside the laboratory with her hands in her pockets.
She has a calm expression, a blue work ID hanging around her neck, her bangs are parted in the middle, and the rest of her hair is tied behind her head. She wears gold-rimmed glasses. At first glance, she gives the impression that she is a woman full of wisdom and knowledge. woman.
The temperament is gentle and intellectual.
Guazi, with delicate facial features, has no make-up on her face and is basically bare-faced. Apart from her beautiful face, tall, round figure, she is almost the same as most scientific researchers, and her dress is very simple.
Comparing this image with the figure lying on the hospital bed in front of me, it is difficult to believe that this is the same person.
"Mr. Hua, I will try my best to treat you. Don't be too sad. No matter what the outcome is, I believe your daughter doesn't want to see you looking so sad now."
Zhang Dachuan patted Hua Kangren on the shoulder and asked him to keep his mood as calm as possible to avoid being too sad. Before his daughter was cured, the father collapsed again.
"Thank you, thank you Doctor Zhang!" Hua Kangren thanked him repeatedly.
In order not to waste time, after saying hello to a few people, he voluntarily exited the ward and went outside to wait for the results.
After he went out, Zhang Dachuan looked at old Professor Ren Huamin and asked:
"Mr. Ren, what does the hospital think of this patient's condition? Has the cause been found out?"
Ren Huamin shook his head and sighed:
"No, we have tried many methods and convened expert groups to hold several seminars on the disease. We have studied and treated viral infections, bacterial mutations, etc., but with little success."
"It has been almost half a year since she came to us, and she is not afraid of jokes. In these six months, not only have we failed to find a way to cure her, but we can only watch her condition worsen."
"Even several times, our treatments not only failed to slow down the condition, but also worsened the condition. Now, we can only use the simplest method of external nutrition to barely hang on to her life."
"But at the rate at which her condition is deteriorating, I'm afraid she only has a month left at most."
Ren Huamin's tone revealed a deep sense of frustration.
As a doctor, we can only watch the patient's condition worsen without being able to do anything about it. How can this not be depressing?
Hearing this, Zhang Dachuan also had a look of solemnity on his brows.
From Ren Huamin's description, it is not difficult to see how difficult the patient's condition is. For half a year, despite consultations with so many experts at the Central Hospital, they have not been able to find the cause or cure.
No wonder Hua Kangren knelt down in front of so many people on Jiangxin Island to beg for help.
Zhang Dachuan was about to ask if he had ever tried to use traditional Chinese medicine to detoxify, when Yang Hailin's voice suddenly came from the door:
"Senior sister!"
The sound of high heels clicking on the floor followed soon after. Zhang Dachuan looked back and saw a woman with long hair and a stern face walking in from the door.
The other person had his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked to be in his thirties or forties.
His eyebrows are distinct, his facial features are very three-dimensional, his thin lips are painted with light red lipstick, and his cold eyes reveal a look of arrogance and indifference.
Yang Hailin greeted her, and she just nodded lightly.
However, this did not affect the pride and excitement on Yang Hailin's face.
This senior sister was the one he called specifically when he was downstairs just now. After all, if he wanted to compete with an old professor and a deputy director of orthopedics, he, as an attending doctor, was not enough.
So I specially invited this senior sister to help support the scene.
Today he must expose the Ding family's plan to build a god by brushing up their resume and creating the character of a miracle doctor!
"Dean Cui?" Looking at the visitor, Guo Tiande looked surprised.
Why did this person come here suddenly?
