Xiao Long told Lai Qianxiu what Xia Zhifang told him: her husband secretly appointed confidants to check her accounts and her lover's relationship, and she was facing a crisis. She asked in a panic: "Then what should I do now?"
"We have to think of a solution." Xiao Long said.
Lai Qianxiu thought for a moment and said, "I want to marry you as soon as possible."
Xiao Long said: "But there are obstacles. You have a husband."
Lai Qianxiu said: "He will not agree to divorce me. The only way is to get rid of this obstacle."
"Get rid of it? How?" Xiao Long asked with his eyes wide open.
"Aren't you a doctor? Can you think of something?"
"You mean..."
"This is the only way." Lai Qianxiu stared at Xiao Long's face and nodded.
So the two people quietly discussed ways to remove the obstacles.
Now Xiao Long is alone in the dean's office, surrounded by silence. Xiao Long stares at the magazine in a daze, not reading a word.
The phone was at hand, and Xiao Long had been waiting. Twenty minutes later, Xiao Long stood up from his chair, walked to the window and looked out. It was dark outside, except for the glow of neon lights swaying in the distance.
Xiao Long walked to the desk again, still unable to calm down. During the day, Lai Qianxiu called and confirmed the plan. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and Xiao Long was a little anxious. When he was about to change a magazine, the phone rang.
Xiao Long picked up the phone, feeling a little nervous.
"Is it the dean?" Lai Qianxiu's high-pitched voice came from the other end of the phone. "I am Lai Qianxiu."
"Ah, it's Mrs. Lai Qianxiu." Xiao Long answered according to the predetermined plan.
"That's it, doctor, my husband is dying. Can you come over right away?"
"What's going on?"
"I don't know why I suddenly fell down..."
"Collapsed? What happened? Have you ever been ill before?"
"No, it was a sudden illness..."
Xiao Long hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but shiver. In order to calm down, he lit a cigarette, but he put it out before taking two puffs. It was already 8:10, so he immediately picked up the phone and called the internal medicine department.
"Is Jin Jing here?"
"I'm Jin Jing." A small and timid female voice came from the phone.
"It's you, have you finished what I asked you to do?" Xiao Long asked. In the afternoon, he deliberately asked her to copy a long article so that she would have to work overtime and not be able to go home from get off work normally.
The young nurse sounded like she was about to cry, "There's still half of the copy left..."
"It doesn't matter, just bring it over when you're done."
After a while, the door opened, and the student nurse came in with a red face, holding a magazine and paper in her hand, "I only wrote this little..."
Xiao Long took the magazine and paper and put them on the table. The handwriting on them was indeed poor. The nurse's face was red and she didn't dare to look up.
"Thank you!" Xiao Long said as he took off his shirt, "I just received an emergency call. Come with me."
"Ah!" The student nurse raised her head in surprise, her eyes wide open.
"The head nurse is out, and the experienced nurse happens to be not here either. Fortunately, you are here. I'll leave it to you."
"but I……"
"Don't worry, it's not too much trouble. I'll just teach you."
The student nurse was trembling with fear. Xiao Long opened the drawer and found a silver box with a syringe inside. Xiao Long put it in when no one was paying attention. Xiao Long took it out and put it into a black leather bag. The trainee nurse, who had never experienced such a scene, trembled and watched his series of actions.
"Don't worry, I'm here!" Xiao Long comforted gently, "Just follow me, I won't have to teach you."
Xiao Long handed her the bag and walked out of the room. The intern nurse followed timidly. Xiao Long drove the car out of the garage.
"Come up quickly."
It was 8:40, and Shi Yunfeng should be on the bus returning. Xiao Long sent Shi Yunfeng out just to take this opportunity to take the unskilled intern nurse to the clinic.
The fastest drive from the hospital to Lai Qianxiu's home was thirty minutes. Xiao Long used full power to shuttle between the traffic like a taxi. When he arrived at Lai Qianxiu's home, Xiao Long deliberately entered through the ordinary door. The maid came out, exchanged a few words with Xiao Long, and quickly ushered him in. Lai Qianxiu was waiting in the hall. When she saw Xiao Long come in, the two exchanged meaningful glances. She said eagerly: "My husband suddenly collapsed. Please check him quickly!"
"What's going on?" Xiao Long asked loudly while taking off his shoes.
The maids were all here at this time.
"He was playing mahjong with his friends. He felt uncomfortable, so he went into another room. As soon as he lay down, something went wrong. No matter how much I shook him, he didn't respond."
The intern nurse clumsily held the doctor's black leather bag and followed Xiao Long closely. The maids she met in the corridor all looked frightened.
"Where?" Xiao Long asked, looking at Lai Qianxiu's broad back who was leading the way.
"On the second floor, next to the mahjong room." Lai Qianxiu twisted her huge butt and climbed up the stairs. A strange man walked out of the room. When he saw the doctor, he quickly stepped back. He must be one of the poker friends.
"Right here." Lai Qianxiu opened the door first.
Lai Qianxiu's husband lay on the bed with his mouth open like a fool, dying. Sitting next to him was a maid and two people who looked like poker players. When they saw Xiao Long coming in, they all lowered their heads. The faces of the two men were equally pale.
Xiao Long sat next to the patient, and Lai Qianxiu lifted the quilt. Xiao Long leaned toward the patient and opened his eyelids with his fingers.
"Flashlight."
The trainee nurse panicked and fumbled around in her purse for a long time before taking it out. When she handed it to Xiao Long, she dropped it on the ground. She picked it up with a blush on her face and handed it over in shame.
Xiao Long looked at his pupils, checked his pulse, and then said: "Stethoscope."
The nurse panicked again.
Xiao Long placed the stethoscope on the patient's chest and leaned over to listen to the heartbeat. Everyone present held their breath and did not dare to speak. Xiao Long took off the stethoscope, rolled up the rubber tube, raised his head and said to Lai Qianxiu: "The situation is very serious. It is best to send him to the hospital for further examination. However, he cannot move yet. Let's treat him here first."
"Aminofeline." He explained to Lai Qianxiu: "This is a drug for bronchial asthma or acute cardiac insufficiency."
The student nurse was in a hurry again.
"Hurry up! Isn't there a box?"
The nurse became more and more nervous and panicked.
After the injection, the patient calmed down. To be precise, he looked quiet. In fact, he was sleeping with his mouth open as before. His tongue covered with plaque seemed a bit stiff, his chin was covered with stubble, and his neck was covered with layers of stubble. wrinkle.
The poker players were watching the situation at the next door. Lai Qianxiu sat next to her husband and leaned over to look at him. The patient was motionless and it looked like the injection was having an effect. The men standing by the next door were whispering. One of them, a tall and thin man, tiptoed towards Xiao Long and said in his ear: "Doctor, I have something to ask of you." Then he motioned with his eyes to go to another room.
Xiao Long nodded.
The student nurse sat worriedly beside the patient. When Xiao Long went out, Lai Qianxiu raised her head and happened to meet Xiao Long who turned around. The two exchanged glances, and her face turned pale.
The three card players led Xiao Long to the room where they were playing mahjong. The mahjong was still scattered on the table.
"Doctor, thank you for taking care of me!" The tall and thin man clasped his hands first and bowed to him very politely. The other two people also bowed, one was fat and the other was short and gray-haired.
"How is the patient's condition now?" asked the obese man, who was the owner of a department store, the tall and thin man ran a restaurant, and the white-haired man ran an antique shop.
"This..." Xiao Long lowered his eyes.
This expression made the department store owner feel that the situation was serious. He and the other two looked at each other and asked worriedly: "Doctor, are you okay?"
"Well..." Xiao Long looked embarrassed and rested his chin on his hand.
"Doctor, maybe it's hard to tell in front of my wife. Please tell us the truth." The owner of the antique shop said from the side.
What an irony! Only the patient's wife knows the actual situation best.
"Because the matter is important, I have to say it." Xiao Long replied cautiously.
Seeing this, the three people couldn't help but look at each other again, and Xiao Long began to ask them: "How did the patient fall?"
The three of them hesitated, but in the end it was the department store owner who spoke first: "Tonight, Mr. Lai called and asked us to play mahjong together."
Xiao Long glanced at the scattered mahjong tiles on the table.
