Door-to-door dragon son-in-law

Hearing that Bruce Weinstein wanted ice cubes, Camilla, who reacted a little faster, quickly said to the girl next to her: "Talia, someone has prepared a bottle of champagne at the bar in the suite, which is inserted in the ice cube bucket. Here, go get the bucket quickly!"

The girl came to her senses and ran out of the bedroom without any delay.

After a clanging sound came, the girl ran over carrying an iron bucket filled with ice cubes.

Camilla quickly took the iron bucket from her hand, squatted down and handed it to Bruce Weinstein's crotch. Bruce Weinstein originally wanted to stuff it directly, but the situation really didn't allow it, so he had no choice but to He poured all the ice cubes between his legs.

He originally thought that these ice cubes would definitely calm him down, but he did not expect that the ice cubes would be of no use to him at all. The severe pain and extreme swelling were not relieved by the ice cubes.

Bruce Weinstein's expression became more and more painful and distorted. The unprecedented pain caused him to completely collapse and he collapsed on the ground and cried.

At this moment, there was no trace of the majestic warden in him. He looked exactly like a little girl who had soiled her skirt and was sitting in a muddy puddle crying.

Camilla subconsciously asked him: "Mr. Warden, haven't you felt any relief yet?"

Bruce Weinstein cried, shook his head repeatedly, and said in despair: "Help me think of a way, I really can't hold on anymore..."

Camilla was also very flustered and said nervously: "But I really can't think of any good way..."

After saying that, Camilla asked subconsciously: "How about I call 911 for help?"

"No!" Bruce Weinstein blurted out subconsciously: "You must not call 911. If you call 911, I am finished and so are you!"

Bruce Weinstein knows very well that he is the warden of a federal prison after all, and he is also a member of the Rothschild family. If he causes such a big scandal here tonight, he will be criticized by the outside world and the Rothschild family. If he knew it, his future would be completely ruined.

The public will never allow a man who nearly blew himself up while trying to have a double affair to continue serving as the warden of a federal prison.

And the Rothschild family will definitely no longer trust and reuse themselves, and will definitely abandon themselves.

After thinking about it, he could only endure the severe pain and said: "Go...go to my pocket...get my mobile phone, I want to make a call...find someone to help..."

"Okay..." Camilla relaxed a little when she heard that he wanted to find someone for help, and quickly went to get his phone back.

At this time, the person Bruce Weinstein thought of for help was not the Ye Chen he had just met today, but a friend of his who was an attending physician in a nearby hospital.

As soon as the call was connected, he asked impatiently: "Mark, where are you?!"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "I'm on duty at the hospital, what's wrong?"

Bruce Weinstein said quickly: "I am in a very serious situation now, and you may be the only one who can save my life!"

Mark asked in surprise: "Bruce, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Bruce Weinstein choked up: "It's much more serious than being injured. You are the only one who can save my life now..."

Mark realized the seriousness of the problem and said quickly: "Where are you? I'll go find you now!"

Bruce Weinstein knows that although Mark is the attending physician, in his current situation, he is alone and unable to carry a lot of professional equipment. I am afraid he will be helpless, so the best and safest way now is to Go to the hospital to find him yourself.

So, he warned: "Mark, listen to me carefully. I need you to prepare a completely private treatment room now. You must not let a second doctor besides you come into contact with me. You Prepare now, I will rush over to find you now!"

Mark quickly asked: "Then tell me the general situation first, so that I can make targeted preparations to avoid wasting time!"

Bruce Weinstein struggled for a moment, but finally plucked up the courage to say, "It's my little brother... He... He's at least two or three times bigger than usual, maybe... I feel like he's about to die..."

"Holyshit!" Mark asked subconsciously: "Did you take any medicine randomly?"

"I didn't..." Bruce Weinstein blurted out: "I didn't eat anything, and it suddenly seemed to be possessed. I feel like it is like a balloon that has been inflated to the extreme. Maybe it will blow up at some point. exploded!"

"Shit!" Mark cursed and said hurriedly: "Hurry up and come to the hospital, and I'll prepare the clinic. If it's two or three times bigger like you said, it might be necrotic! You have to hurry up and get better. The sooner the better!”

Bruce Weinstein was also so frightened that he trembled all over and blurted out: "I...I'll go over right now!"

After that, he threw the phone aside, looked at Camilla and the other girl, and blurted out: "Quick, help me get dressed and drive me to Manhattan Hospital!"

Camilla subconsciously said: "Warden, you... your current situation, I'm afraid you can't put on pants..."

Bruce Weinstein looked down, feeling desperate.

With the posture in front of me, it was impossible to put on pants, unless I directly bought a pair of overalls.

Camilla suddenly had an idea and said quickly: "Warden, how about I get you a bathrobe!"

"Okay!" Bruce Weinstein agreed without hesitation and blurted out: "Go and get it for me!"

A few minutes later, two Miss Worlds wearing sunglasses and masks, one on the left and one on the right, struggled to support Bruce Weinstein, who was hastily wrapped in a bathrobe, and the three of them hurriedly walked out of the room.

Bruce Weinstein's severe pain at the moment had no relief, and he had to walk, so every time he opened his legs, he would feel unprecedented torture, as if countless needles were desperately piercing him.

But he also knew very well that in this situation, no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it, and he must not be pretentious. Otherwise, he would most likely faint here due to the continuous severe pain. If he lost consciousness, these two women would Try not to take responsibility or anger Gustavo, and you will definitely call 911 to find emergency personnel as soon as possible. In that case, even if you barely save your dog's life, you will have no shame in staying in the United States in the future.

At this moment, Bruce Weinstein burst out with unprecedented strong willpower, endured the severe pain, and came to the underground garage with the two Miss Worlds.

Camila got into Bruce Weinstein's car and drove to Manhattan Hospital under his direction.

Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped at the entrance of Manhattan Hospital, and Bruce Weinstein's good friend Mark was already ready and waiting at the door pushing a wheelchair alone.

Seeing Bruce Weinstein's car approaching, he hurriedly pushed his wheelchair and ran over to open the door.

At this moment, Bruce Weinstein was curled up on the passenger seat, twitching violently in pain and retching. Mark didn't expect the situation to be so serious, so he quickly took him out of the passenger seat.

He saw the outline of Bruce Weinstein through the bathrobe, and was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously asked: "Bruce, are you sure this is not a prank?"

Bruce Weinstein broke down and shouted: "Mark, today is not April Fools' Day, and I am not in the mood to play a prank on you on my little brother. For the love of God, can you take me to the hospital quickly?" Find a treatment room to treat me?”

Mark came back to his senses and said quickly: "Bruce, I didn't mean that, I just think... I just think this is too scary..."

As he said that, he quickly pushed the wheelchair and ran towards the inside of the hospital.

Three minutes later, when Mark actually saw Bruce Weinstein's injured area, he felt as if he had seen a ghost and muttered: "This... this is impossible to save..."

Bruce Weinstein blurted out: "Did you fucking protect it? You said you couldn't protect it, but you did!"

Mark shook his head helplessly, and quickly took out the instrument to measure his blood pressure. Looking at the strangely high value, he couldn't help but said: "With such high blood pressure, you have secretly installed a pump somewhere in your body." , did you send all the blood there?"

Bruce Weinstein said angrily: "I'm not here to listen to you talk show Mark! Do something!"

Mark wiped his cold sweat, took out some prepared injections, and said, "I'll inject you with some relief drugs first to see if they have any effect. I'll do an angiogram on you later to see if there are any parts of the body where blood clots have formed." .”

With that said, he opened the needle of the injection and asked Bruce Weinstein tentatively: "Can you bear the injection?"

Bruce Weinstein kicked his feet hard on the ground and said hurriedly: "Every second is an injection, so hurry up!"

Mark nodded and quickly injected him with a few potions. Unexpectedly, Bruce Weinstein's whole body was so painful that his veins popped out, as if an alien would burst out of his stomach in the next second.

Mark quickly asked him: "Bruce, how do you feel?"

Bruce Weinstein gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts even more now!"

Mark wiped his sweat and warned: "No matter how painful it is, you have to endure it. I must finish the examination for you first."

Bruce Weinstein nodded desperately, suppressed the urge to open the window and jump out, and asked Mark to do a few checks for him.

After several examinations, Mark said doubtfully: "There is no blood clot, nothing special. This is too weird."

As he spoke, he looked at Bruce Weinstein and said seriously: "At present, it is impossible to find out the cause of the disease for a while, but your current situation is indeed very special. Such high-intensity congestion cannot be controlled. Your tissue already shows signs of hypoxia and necrosis. If it is not cut off as soon as possible, it may cause systemic sepsis, which can be life-threatening..."

Bruce Weinstein was so angry that he yelled: "Mark, I asked you to find a way to cure it, to find a way to get him back to normal instead of cutting it off as soon as it came up! Hasn't your hospital ever encountered such a situation? ?"

Mark said seriously: "Bruce, you have to trust my medical experience. If it's just an ordinary long-term congestion, we have many ways to intervene. But your situation is different. This color means that the tissue has been necrotic." Oh, it’s impossible to save the necrotic tissue, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many amputees.”

As he spoke, Mark added: "Professional doctors can actually judge the quality of the tissue at a glance, and whether amputation is necessary for treatment and intervention. Many patients are unwilling to accept the reality of needing amputation, so when we first give When amputation is recommended, they generally don’t believe it. Many people will even drag their residual limbs around major hospitals, trying to find a miracle. But in this case, almost 90.00% of patients persist until the end. Sometimes, the only option is amputation."

Bruce Weinstein quickly asked: "What about the remaining 10%? Is it a medical miracle?"

"Medical miracle?" Mark shook his head: "The remaining 10% were unwilling to have their limbs amputated, and they really died in the end."

Bruce Weinstein asked in despair: "I don't want it... I can't accept it... Even if you cut off one of my legs, it's better than cutting it off for me!"

Mark said helplessly: "As far as the current situation is concerned, I really have no other good solution. How about I contact relevant experts?"

After saying that, Mark reminded you: "But I want to make it clear to you in advance. At this time, most experts have gone home from work. Even if I can find someone willing to help you with treatment, he will come here." The speed won’t be too fast, so do you mind letting me take a video? Let them help you with the consultation through video.”

Bruce Weinstein covered his face and blurted out: "Hurry up and shoot! The more carefully you shoot, the better!"

Mark quickly took out his mobile phone, took a video and sent it to the experts he knew in the related field.

Soon, he received replies from these experts one after another.

Without exception, every expert responded with the same two parts.

The first part is all about their amazement at the video content, because all of them have never seen this kind of disease in their lives;

As for the second part, almost everyone feels that there should be no other option except surgical resection.

Mark let Bruce Weinstein see everyone's replies, which made Bruce Weinstein even more desperate. He never dreamed that he just came out to meet Miss World for a while, and he had not yet tasted the taste of Miss World. He is about to become a eunuch.

Bruce Weinstein was so broken that he would rather die than choose amputation. Mark had no choice but to say to him: "Generally speaking, tissue necrosis does not require immediate removal. Normally, you still have 24 hours." You will have time to think about it, and when the tissue starts to fester, you will have to make a decision, but I can tell you responsibly, it is really hopeless."

As he spoke, he sighed sincerely: "I used to think that men must be tough, but today it seems that being tough is not a good thing..."

Bruce Weinstein suddenly thought of what Ye Chen said to him today.

He also said that it's scary if a man isn't hard, but it's even scarier if he's too hard.

At this time, Bruce Weinstein's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he whispered: "What the man named Ye said is true. Is there a way to cure him?!"