Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 258 258. He took my things

When Mr. Wang's son heard this, his eyes turned red. He tore Cheng Weiye's collar and said, "Hurry up and rescue my old man, or I'll make you pay for it with your life!"

With that said, he pushed Cheng Weiye into the intensive care unit, "Go intubate right away, right now!"

Seeing this situation, the ICU attending doctor shook his head helplessly, pulled Cheng Weiye up and entered the intensive care unit.

In front of the old man's hospital bed, the ventilator monitor made a piercing scream.

A resident doctor stood beside Mr. Wang's bed and carefully performed chest heart compressions on his thin sternum.

The old man has become so skinny that he is afraid of breaking his ribs if he is not careful when applying pressure.

"Call Director Zheng, I think it's hard for this old man to come back," the resident doctor suggested to the attending doctor while pressing the button carefully.

The attending doctor had a dark face.

"Weiye, if the family members don't give up, we have to continue the rescue. Do you want to try again?"

Cheng Weiye looked at the straight line on the monitor and couldn't help but think of Mr. Wang's sharp eyes.

"No, no, I can't insert it. I really can't insert it. Let's cut it open." Cheng Weiye backed away repeatedly.

"I'm afraid the family members will need to sign for the incision. Hey! I'd better call Director Zheng." The attending doctor said, sighed, and started to call Zheng Guohua.

After a while, Zheng Guohua came to the ICU, and the attending doctor quickly introduced the current situation.

Zheng Guohua thought for a while, turned around and looked at the straight line on the monitor that had not changed, and then waved to everyone, "Wang Jianguo, declared clinical death, time of death at 16:37."

Everyone stopped, and a few people even breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

For Mr. Wang, everyone has tried their best, and there is no point in continuing, except for the generous pension.
"Director Zheng, where is Mr. Wang's son?" the attending doctor asked carefully.

"I'll announce the news to them!" Zheng Guohua said and walked straight out.

Cheng Weiye watched the various tubes on Mr. Wang's body being removed, and saw his eyes that were not completely closed. He kneeled down subconsciously, "Mr. Wang, I really tried my best. I want to insert it for you." The tube is plugged in”

Seeing Cheng Weiye's condition, the attending doctor quickly stepped forward to help him up, "Weiye, don't blame yourself too much. We all know that you have tried your best."

"His son will kill me!" Cheng Weiye suddenly turned around and grabbed the attending doctor's arm.

The attending doctor was startled by Cheng Weiye's move. Seeing the frightened expression on his face, the attending doctor quickly patted his shoulder and said, "Weiye, don't worry, he is just talking."

“No, no, no, he will really kill me.” Cheng Weiye staggered towards the door. Halfway there, he suddenly stepped back and hid behind the nurse, “I can’t go out now. , he must be waiting for me at the door."

The doctors and nurses in the ICU were shocked when they saw Cheng Weiye like this.

As doctors, everyone is used to seeing birth, old age, illness and death, especially Cheng Weiye. As an emergency doctor, he has naturally seen more accidents and deaths. Why did he have such an abnormal reaction to the death of Mr. Wang?

Is it because there is too much pressure?Cheng Weiye was huddled in the corner of the intensive care unit at the moment, with Mr. Wang's words always swirling in his mind.

"Don't forget, what did I give you?"

"Hurry up and rescue my old man, or I'll make you pay with your life!"

The more Cheng Weiye thought about it, the more severe his head pain became, and he finally had to bang his head against the wall.
Office of Physician-Patient Relations Mediation.

Zheng Guohua specially brought Mr. Wang's youngest son here. In addition to Zheng Guohua, he was talking to several other leaders of the hospital.

"Mr. Wang, we deeply regret the death of Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang died of advanced lung cancer combined with multiple organ failure. During the years when Mr. Wang was admitted to the ICU, we have been adhering to the principle of saving lives. We have received a series of treatments and care, but unfortunately, medicine is not a panacea, and we have tried our best." Zheng Guohua, as the director of the Department of Critical Care Medicine, first started a meeting with him.

"Trying your best? If you can't insert a tracheal intubation tube, is that called trying your best?" There was no sadness on Mr. Wang's face, only anger.

"Mr. Wang, let me explain to you about tracheal intubation."

"I don't listen to your explanation. The tracheal intubation can't be inserted because the boy named Cheng did it on purpose. It was a success before, and his students were also a success. Why can't it work today? I don't accept this result. Cheng Weiye must bear responsibility for my father's death." Mr. Wang did not listen to the explanation at all and just shouted to himself.

"Mr. Wang, Dr. Cheng is an employee of our hospital. If there is a need to bear responsibility, it will be the hospital's responsibility. It is impossible for him to bear the responsibility alone." Zheng Guohua shook his head with a wry smile.

"He took my things. If he doesn't take responsibility, who will?" Mr. Wang roared.

"I took your things? What does that mean?" Zheng Guohua and several hospital leaders were shocked. If there really is a medical bribery, this matter will be troublesome.

"Go and ask Cheng Weiye. In short, either he will take responsibility for my father's death, or your hospital will take responsibility. My request is not high, give me 50."

Several hospital leaders looked at each other, realizing that this matter was a bit tricky this time.

There was absolutely no problem with Mr. Wang's treatment and care, so it was impossible for the hospital to agree to compensate.However, the matter between Cheng Weiye and him still needs to be investigated before making a decision, so the negotiations had to be temporarily suspended.

"Call Cheng Weiye to come over and talk."

After Mr. Wang left, several hospital leaders did not leave. Instead, they asked Zheng Guohua to call Cheng Weiye.

As soon as Cheng Weiye heard that the hospital leaders were looking for him, his legs began to tremble.

Later, two residents from the ICU supported him all the way there.

As soon as I entered the door, I didn't wait for the hospital leaders to start asking questions.

Cheng Weiye explained everything in a trembling voice.

After he and Song Qi successfully intubated Mr. Wang last time, he was worried that others would think Song Qi was better than him, so he told Mr. Wang privately that in fact, Mr. Wang's tracheal intubation was not that difficult, but they were unwilling to do it. Just plug it in.
When Mr. Wang heard this, he immediately handed Cheng Weiye the red envelope that was originally intended for the attending doctor and asked him to help anyway. If they couldn't insert the tube in the ICU, he would definitely help insert it.

Cheng Weiye was already very familiar with the structure of Mr. Wang's airway, so he patted his chest and agreed. Who knew that he had been having accidents one after another in the past two days, and his mentality was about to collapse. Coupled with the glare from Mr. Wang, he I can't find my status more and more.
(End of this chapter)