Zhang Jiaqiang knew this era very well and asked immediately.
"Is it because you surrendered?"
Jiang Xinxin said, "Second uncle asked in person, so it's probably not possible. He asked someone to ask again, and I think they will get a reply soon. I think the biggest possibility now is to reduce the crime as a minor, and the possibility of anything else is very small!"
Normal people have ID cards to prove their age. How can a little beggar prove her age, or get a fake certificate? There is a lot of room for manipulation.
This matter is not urgent, because there is still a long time before the court session, and the most important thing is to treat the female beggar first.
Before hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinxin told Zhang Jiaqiang that she had asked her second uncle to arrange a hospital and gave the contact number.
Zhang Jiaqiang was happy, it was easier to do things if he had acquaintances, at least he didn't have to throw money around.
Call that number immediately.
"Excuse me, is this Uncle Gao? My name is Zhang Jiaqiang, and I am Jiang Xinxin's friend..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a warm and somewhat flattering voice came from the other party.
"Director Jiang has already said, wherever you are now, I will send a car to pick you up..."
After the female beggar was sent to the agreed hospital, neurology experts immediately came for consultation.
After a while, the dean came to visit in person, making it seem like he was receiving foreign guests.
Zhang Jiaqiang was sitting at the door of the ward and was about to make a few calls to his hometown when a few people hurriedly walked in the corridor.
The leader was a bald man in his fifties. When he saw Zhang Jiaqiang, he immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhang Jiaqiang? I am Gao Xuezhen, the person in charge of culture, education and health in this city!"
Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly realized that no wonder the hospital paid so much attention to it. It turned out that it was arranged by their immediate superior.
He immediately extended his hand enthusiastically and said with a smile, "Hello, Uncle Gao, I am Zhang Jiaqiang. I really want to trouble you this time!"
Gao Xuezhen was a little flattered. He took Zhang Jiaqiang's hand and shook it endlessly.
"No trouble, how is the patient's condition now? Does it matter?"
Zhang Jiaqiang said calmly, "The experts are consulting, and I don't know the situation. You even went there yourself for this matter, which makes me embarrassed!"
Gao Xuezhen took Zhang Jiaqiang to sit down and said some words of relief.
At this moment, another wave of people came into the corridor. It turned out to be the dean who had left and returned. It seemed that he had just received the news that his immediate superior had arrived and hurried over.
The dean first said a set of words to express his loyalty, and then a set of words to comfort Zhang Jiaqiang and give his best effort.
Gao Xuezhen also kept comforting Zhang Jiaqiang, saying that lucky people have their own destiny.
This made Zhang Jiaqiang a little embarrassed and just hoped that they would leave soon.
However, these people were like planets orbiting the sun, surrounding Zhang Jiaqiang and refusing to leave.
Zhang Jiaqiang had no choice but to politely let them go to work and not waste time on him.
Gao Xuezhen also spoke, and the deans said goodbye and left, but he did not leave.
Zhang Jiaqiang was puzzled, is this person really so idle?
At this moment, Gao Xuezhen whispered.
"Don't worry, this hospital is the best in our city. They will definitely do their best. In addition, all expenses are free!"
Zhang Jiaqiang could only thank him repeatedly, but in his heart he hoped that this person would hurry up and get busy.
Gao Xuezhen then stood up to say goodbye. When he said goodbye, he took Zhang Jiaqiang's hand and said, "Tonight, at Linjiang Hotel, I have arranged a reception banquet. Please be sure to attend!"
Zhang Jiaqiang was about to decline, but he said, "This is Director Jiang's intention. He wants to see you today, so he can't refuse!"
It turned out that Jiang Xinxin's second uncle wanted to meet. I didn't know if this was considered a meeting with his parents. Zhang Jiaqiang's old face turned a little red, so he had no choice but to nod and agree, and politely sent Director Gao away.
At this time, the ward door opened, and several nurses came out with various information, followed by several attending doctors.
One of the tall and thin doctors said loudly, "Who are the patient's family members?"
Zhang Jiaqiang had no choice but to step forward and said, "That's me. How is her condition?"
The doctor looked Zhang Jiaqiang up and down with an unkind expression and said in a cold tone.
"What is your relationship with the patient?"
I really haven’t thought about this issue, saying that relatives are not related by blood, and that friends are not friends, but just acquaintances at most.
Zhang Jiaqiang almost got stuck, but he wisely said, "Important customer, her family members are all in the Screw Country, and I am her only close relationship in the country!"
The doctor nodded and said, "The patient's other conditions are very good. The only problem is that she suffered a heavy blow to the brain many years ago, which caused damage to the cortex and some nerves. These injuries cannot be treated now, but this has not had much impact on her body. The only problem is that What’s wrong is that I have lost part of my memory!”
Zhang Jiaqiang secretly said that the most important thing is memory. She can't remember anything, which is the biggest problem.
"Is this amnesia?"
The doctor nodded and said, "It is a typical amnesia caused by trauma. Current medicine cannot cure it at all. This has nothing to do with your background, family and wealth. This is the only way. I still have serious illnesses that need treatment. Goodbye!"
Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly realized that no wonder this doctor looked so bad. It turned out that he was forced to come here when he was treating other patients, so he had an opinion.
His old face was a little stunned, and he felt like he had become a villain who bullied others.
But now the most important thing was to restore the woman's memory. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the doctor.
"Doctor, please wait a moment. I have heard that stimulating a patient's psychological scars regularly can help restore memory?"
The doctor frowned and thought for a moment and said, "It's possible, but this patient's organ damage was caused by trauma. I'm afraid that if you stimulate her, it will cause other reactions and even cause greater psychological harm to her. I think it's better to let nature take its course. !”
Zhang Jiaqiang didn't give up and asked again, "Do you think the medical skills in Screw Country can do anything to her?"
There was a trace of disdain on the doctor's face, "You all think that foreign monks can chant sutras, and the moon in foreign countries is brighter than in China? The medical skills there may not be as good as ours. If you think it is necessary, just send him there, and I will transfer you to another hospital immediately. prove!"
"Then let's stay here for now. I need to discuss it with the patient..." Zhang Jiaqiang nodded and thanked him, then sent the doctor away and returned to the ward.
The female beggar was eating the canned fruit that Delasha fed her, and she smiled kindly and asked Delasha to eat it too. It was a bit like a mother treating her daughter.
Moreover, the skin color and appearance of the two people are similar, so even if they are mother and daughter, they can't fault each other.
The female beggar smiled brightly at Zhang Jiaqiang, "Boss Zhang, what did the doctor say?"
Zhang Jiaqiang still concealed his illness and said softly.
"You have recovered very well. Now you must ensure a good mood and rest time, and strive to fully recall the past as soon as possible!"
At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang was wondering whether he should send her directly to Screw Country to meet the carriage driver?
At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang's cell phone rang, and it turned out to be his godfather's number.
