The intensive care area of ​​the Inpatient Department of the Seventh People's Hospital has not been completely cleaned up. There are more than a dozen people lying on the bed, and there are ten seriously injured, including three patients, seven security guards, and two doctors who are close to being seriously injured.

After some rescue, the ten seriously injured people finally settled down, but they still did not pass the dangerous period at all.

In a state of key care, all kinds of electrodes are covered with them, and there are as many as seven or eight types of medical monitoring equipment beside the bed, and the tick signal is constantly ringing.

I saw a pair of brothers in distress, except for nurses and cleaning staff, the main components of the critical care client area were lying here.

After all, even the doctor rushed up, and the patients' families were no longer resentful.

Fu Zhiyi, who had two broken ribs and one broken bone, was still lying on the bed and could not move, so as not to penetrate the fixed ribs into the internal organs.

As a result, the critical care area where no one was guarding had to let Li Bai be on duty.

Unless my mother-in-law is in charge, I really can't find any other candidates who are more suitable than Li Bai.

"Does it feel better?"

Li Bai sat next to Fu Zhiyi and performed a knife-free apple for him. With a slight pull, he saw a long list of apple skins.

"I've made you laugh again!"

This was the second time that Li Bai saw him lying on the hospital bed. Fu Zhiyi smiled bitterly and felt very aggrieved.

He had no interest in knowing why Li Bai could cut off the apple skin so completely even though he didn't have a fruit knife in his hand.

"Where can it be! I'm still waiting for you to recover soon and take the shift for me! I'm hospitalized like you now."

Li Bai handed the apple over.

Grandma Wang is old and can only come for four hours a day, so Li Bai is almost living in the hospital now and has become a real hospital.

It’s rare to have some time, so I can only hurry home and change my clothes or add some daily necessities.

If you don't go back, most of the two monsters at home will rebel.

"Twenty days! I will help you in at least twenty days!"

Fu Zhiyi had no choice. He had been hurt for 100 days, and twenty days were basically the limit he could achieve.

According to normal circumstances, he can only go to the ground for activities after at least one month, and he cannot use too much effort. If he wants to recover as before, he has to wait for another two months.

"Then you lie down slowly! Have a good rest and don't think too much!"

Li Bai shook his head and left the ward.

The doctor on another hospital bed was still dizzy due to concussion, sometimes he was nauseous and could not speak much. He still had to do a head ct every week during the observation period.

His recovery time is the same as Fu Zhiyi, and he will definitely not be able to be on duty like before in a short period of time.

Due to physical condition, the seven seriously injured security guards recovered well and quickly passed the dangerous period.

Three seriously injured patients, including Mr. Zheng, have also been out of danger one after another.

However, there was still a seriously injured patient from the critical care area who went through the transfer procedures with the cooperation of his family and went to a psychological specialist hospital in another place to continue treatment.

Mr. Zheng's family finally arrived from the United States. More than a dozen people came in a flash, and they cried around the old man who was still unconscious. The crying sounds in the ward were like saying goodbye.

At Mr. Zheng's age, even if he did not have serious injuries this time, he would have been able to leave at any time. If the mental illness was not cured abroad, he would have to leave the old man alone in China. The time for taking turns to visit and take care of him every day was very limited.

For the old man, the critical care area is almost a place for retirement.

"The power of role models is endless. Huh, sorry, in order to cooperate with the old man, we are almost becoming a catchphrase here. Alas, this happened too suddenly, and we don't blame the hospital, but can the old man wake up?"

51-year-old Zheng Hong is the second son of Mr. Zheng, and he looks embarrassed and brings his speech back to normal.

He had watched the videos of the matter released by the hospital and knew that some things were really unexpected and no one could do better than the Seventh People's Hospital.

If you want to blame, you will blame Wang Jijie in Ward No. 27, and he didn't even let the old man go.

"Understand! Don't worry, you will wake up if you have passed the dangerous period!"

Li Bai did not lie. The surgeons at the Seventh People's Hospital have done their best, but the elderly have slower metabolism and their recovery speed is much slower than those of young people.

No one else has any serious problems. Although Mr. Zheng did not wake up for a while, it would be a matter of time before he could recover from his sanitation.

"Thank you for your good words!"

Zheng Hong nodded, and the news of the old man being injured caught the Zheng family off guard.

"I woke up, I woke up, my second child, dad woke up!"

A sudden surprise sound came from the ward.

The old man woke up?!

Li Bai and Zheng Hong looked at each other and walked into the ward together.

"It is people, not things, that decides the outcome of the war. Grandpa, you finally wake up!"

This is a grandson of Mr. Zheng.

"There is no party outside the party, the emperor's thoughts, there are no factions within the party, and there are all kinds of strange things. Lao Zheng, how do you feel? Can you survive?"

This is an old man's brother who came from the United States with his family.

Ten years of turmoil have made many people try their best to leave. Now these people have taken root and scattered on the other side of the ocean, and even around the world.

"Imperialism is a paper tiger, dad!"

Zheng Hong, who had just chatted with Li Bai, immediately turned red.

It is hard to imagine a guy with a green card in the United States who calls his country a paper tiger.

In order to cater to Mr. Zheng’s faults, the old and young Zheng family had to memorize Taizu’s quotations, which was a very strange thing.

(The recognition rate of voice input for Red Book is amazingly high, and there is no typo.)

"you……"

Zheng Kedi's expression was a bit strange. He touched the heads of the old guy, grandson, son, daughter-in-law and others one by one, and said in confusion: "Don't have a fever! Why are you talking nonsense?"

“Thorough materialism is fearless…”

"Wait, what's wrong with you? You have to keep Taizu's words open and speak well?"

Mr. Zheng looked disgusted and seemed unable to accept his family's strange way of speaking.

"Dad, are you?"

Zheng Hong hesitated a little.

"Aren't I fine? You are just weird in Guli. What's this bad habit!"

Mr. Zheng seemed a little unhappy, glared at these juniors, and shouted at Li Bai: "Doctor Li, show them what strange problems have you brought back after so many years of going abroad! Just keep Taizu's quotes in his heart. There is no need to keep them all day long. Isn't this a mental illness!"

The room was silent and didn't react.

Your American emperor only talks about Taizu's quotes every day, and the old man was labeled as mentally ill by his family, which was somewhat amused and crying.

But seeing that the old man is in a good mood, even the youngest Zheng family, no one said this.

Li Bai didn't say anything, and suddenly clapped his hands and said like a family member in front of him: "Congratulations, the old man recovered without medicine!"

He first reacted.

"Yeah yeah!"

The second son of the Zheng family cried with joy.

There was a burst of cheers in the ward, and it seemed that the sound of more than a dozen large stones falling to the ground could be vaguely heard.

The old man suddenly returned to normal, even happier than waking up from a serious injury and coma.

"Okay OK OK, all of them are quiet! If you want to continue to quarrel, go out!"

As he gets older, Mr. Zheng thinks these people cry and laugh like mental illness, and they are so noisy that they are so angry that they lose their temper like a child.

As a result, the whole family was driven out, leaving only a few young people to accompany the old man and talk.

"Thank you, thank you doctor, thank you hospital!"

Zheng Hong, like everyone else, held Li Bai's hand tightly.

"No, no, no, no, no thanks to me, this is God's will!"

Li Bai also thought it was amazing. He was seriously injured and could cure his mental illness. I am afraid that God would be the eyes open.

The old man who was originally placed in the critical care area of ​​the inpatient department of the Seventh People's Hospital by the Zheng family was considered a blessing in disguise, which made his relatives let go of the burden in their hearts.

"It's God's will, it's God's will! If there are any good Taoist temples and temples nearby, let's burn incense and give it a wish."

No matter what Li Bai said at this moment, he would believe it, and even wishfully think that it was the result of the blessing of God and Buddha.

This is probably the traditional Chinese thought, but there is nothing strange about it. The ideas of overseas Chinese are more traditional than those in China.

Those who like to mess around are inferior people, and the real social elites who dominate the American imperialists are actually people like Puritans who are self-restrained and respectful.

"Don't worry, continue to observe for a while in the past few days. After Vice President Wang confirms, you can burn incense and fulfill your wishes!"

Although Mr. Zheng no longer talked about Taizu's quotations, Li Bai still did not dare to take it lightly, for fear that he would recur again.

For things like mental illness, the most senior experts cannot tell when it will occur or when it will be cured. There are many causes of this disease, and there are almost few repeated examples.

"Okay, okay, just listen to Dr. Li!"

Zheng Hong thought about it and thought it made sense, so he nodded immediately and accepted the suggestion.

The old man was seriously injured and had not recovered. Although he woke up, he was not energetic. After reluctantly saying a few words to his grandchildren, he fell asleep again.

The Zheng family was very happy, which was a good sign of double happiness.

Four hours later, Mr. Zheng woke up again. After careful examination by Grandma Wang, it was confirmed that the old man's condition had indeed improved greatly.

Following this momentum, it will be a matter of time before returning to a normal life.

After all, Mr. Zheng’s mental illness is caused by external factors and has the possibility of recovery. As long as you find a suitable entry point, you can quickly remove the root cause.

However, to find an entry point, it is as difficult as finding an needle in a haystack. It requires very skilled medical skills. Therefore, under normal circumstances, routine treatment tends to be conservative.
Chapter completed!