This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Chapter 1029 - 1029: 693 I'm really going to explode with anger_2

Watching Wu Buwei escort someone to the front row, Du Heng casually found a seat and sat down, letting out a comfortable sigh.Just as Du Heng was about to find something to drink, Zhuo Mingde, wearing a large red safflower, approached. He gently patted Du Heng's shoulder and then led him to the side.

"Xiao Heng, did something happen?"

"Hmm, a little accident occurred."

Du Heng then explained what had happened to Zhuo Mingde, leaving him utterly stunned.

"Phew! Thank goodness you were the one called this time. Otherwise, today's happy occasion would have turned into..."

"You make it sound like I shouldn't have. Don't be so formal, Elder Martial Uncle."

Zhuo Mingde laughed with satisfaction, heaved a long sigh of relief, and said, "Alright, then I won't be formal. By the way, about Zhuo Yue's situation, do you have any solutions?"

As expected.

Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't beyond his expectations, this matter wouldn't be too troublesome.

Especially regarding this issue, having seen Zhuo Yue's specific condition in the morning, Du Heng felt confident. "Elder Martial Uncle, about this, you've actually been asking the wrong person."

Zhuo Mingde was taken aback, not understanding what Du Heng meant.

"In Zhuo Yue's case," Du Heng chuckled and continued, "based on my brief contact these past two days, I believe it's long-term lack of self-confidence leading to an inferiority complex. This is a personality issue; medication can't solve it."

Zhuo Mingde was a bit puzzled. After a moment of thought, he asked, "Then what did you mean by saying I asked the wrong person?"

"Qianqian, today's bride, your daughter-in-law."

"I don't understand."

Du Heng chuckled and slowly recounted Zhuo Yue's behavior that morning for Zhuo Mingde.

After hearing it, Zhuo Mingde turned to look at the side of the wedding stage, where a slender figure clad in a white wedding gown stood.

「The next day at work,」

Du Heng lay back in his office chair, slowly recalling yesterday's wedding.

Previously, being a best man was just fun; he found it very interesting. But now that he was soon to be a groom himself, he started observing other grooms and realized getting married was an incredibly tiring affair.

Especially watching Zhuo Yue return to the bridal suite yesterday, dive onto the bed, and start snoring, Du Heng felt a little scared of marriage himself.

The morning passed just like that. When it was time for lunch, Qiu Pingzhen from the Health Clinic came to the hospital.

"Let's go eat together. We can talk about things while we eat." Having sat all morning, Du Heng was past hungry and directly pulled Qiu Pingzhen towards the Canteen.

Qiu Pingzhen was very familiar with the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital, but this time, arriving at the hospital, he found himself feeling somewhat like a guest. Being pulled to the Canteen by Du Heng made him a bit embarrassed.

However, once seated at the dining table, that familiar feeling gradually returned, and he began to relax.

Just as Qiu Pingzhen was about to discuss the matter, Du Heng was called away by a phone call, leaving Qiu Pingzhen incredibly frustrated.

"What exactly happened?" Du Heng, who hadn't even finished his meal, rushed to the hospital entrance as fast as he could. Seeing Doctor Ma waiting by the entrance, he asked urgently.

Doctor Ma wiped the nervous sweat from his forehead, his anxious eyes darting towards the entrance. Hearing Du Heng's voice, he quickly said, "Dean, do you remember that child with leukemia from last time?"

"Of course, I remember. It's been less than a month; how could I forget?" Du Heng's expression was grim as he stared intently at Doctor Ma. "Wasn't that child taken away by his father? Why is he being sent to our hospital by ambulance now?"

Doctor Ma took a deep breath and organized his thoughts. "Earlier, we received a call from the emergency dispatch center. They said a pediatric patient from Chow County—the family specifically requested the child be sent to our hospital's Chinese Medicine Department for emergency treatment. They asked us to prepare for reception.

After receiving the notification, I confirmed multiple times that it was indeed the patient's family who requested transfer to our hospital.

Then I contacted Chow County Hospital. That's when I learned that the one being sent over is the leukemia patient we recently treated."

Du Heng's brow furrowed. He asked anxiously, "Get to the point. What happened to the child? Why the emergency?"

Hearing Du Heng's urgent tone, Doctor Ma didn't dare delay. "The doctors at Chow County Hospital said the child started vomiting and having diarrhea two days ago, accompanied by abdominal pain, profuse sweating, a rapid heartbeat, and shortness of breath.

After two days of treatment at the County Hospital, the child's condition wasn't controlled. Instead, he developed incontinence and became too breathless to walk."

A cold glint flashed in Du Heng's eyes. "Didn't they know this child has leukemia?" he said icily. "How could they dare to delay for two precious days? This is utter recklessness!"

Doctor Ma added resentfully, "I asked. The doctor on the other end didn't say so explicitly, but from the tone of their voice, the child's father likely told them the child's specific condition right when he was hospitalized.

But they probably just thought it was a child's diarrhea, a stomach flu, and didn't take it seriously.

They didn't expect it to get progressively worse. Now that they can't manage it, they're hastily transferring him."

"Stomach flu?" Du Heng's voice was exceptionally cold, his expression utterly furious. "Even if it is stomach flu, can a child with leukemia who gets stomach flu be treated like a normal child? Ridiculous!"

Du Heng paced back and forth at the entrance for two turns, then suddenly said, "Call the ambulance! Ask them where they are and what the child's current condition is. Quickly!"

"Alright." Doctor Ma acknowledged and quickly started dialing. In less than a minute, he reached the doctor on the ambulance. However, as the call went on, Doctor Ma's expression turned exceedingly grim.

After hanging up, he said directly to Du Heng, "The child has suffered an anal prolapse. Moreover, his heart rate has now reached 210 beats per minute, and medication hasn't brought it down."

Incontinence, anal prolapse, profuse sweating, palpitations, and a heart rate over two hundred—Du Heng's heart sank.

But he knew he couldn't panic now. He asked Doctor Ma again, "Did they say exactly what happened? He was fine when he was discharged. Even if he caught a cold, it shouldn't have become this severe."

"The child's father just explained," Doctor Ma paused for a breath, then said quickly, "The day before yesterday, in the afternoon, the father went out to work. Someone from the village happened to bring over some cut watermelon.

Because no one was watching him and the child was tempted, he ate a few pieces. When his parents returned home that evening, they found him with abdominal pain, vomiting, and diarrhea, so they rushed him to their County Hospital that night."

Damn it! Hearing this reason, Du Heng couldn't help but curse aloud.

When the child was discharged, he had repeatedly emphasized that this child had a severe deficiency of both qi and yin. Discharge meant his condition had just stabilized. He absolutely could not be exposed to raw or cold things; his gastrointestinal system and body couldn't handle them.

Even back then, in the security duty room, Du Heng had specifically explained this issue to the family.

Unexpectedly, the very problem he had repeatedly warned against had occurred.

WEE-OO! WEE-OO!

Just as everyone was waiting anxiously, an ambulance, its siren wailing, sped into the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital like a gust of wind.

The moment the car stopped, the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital's emergency receiving team rushed forward. In just a few seconds, they transferred the child from the vehicle to a gurney and immediately wheeled him towards the emergency room.

Du Heng followed closely, also heading towards the emergency room. But a man with a scruffy beard tagged along right behind Du Heng, jogging to keep up, pleading, "Dean, I beg you, please save my child!"

Hearing the man's incessant pleas, Du Heng felt extremely irritated. Walking quickly, he said curtly, "Be quiet!"