Break out of the courtyard

Zhang Heping looked in the direction of the voice and saw a white-haired old man with his back to him in the corner of the restaurant, and a plump woman in her 40s sitting on the right of the old man.

Judging from the way the old man's right hand was resting on the woman's left cotton trousers under the table, it was probably his mistress.

Zhang Heping just glanced over there and confirmed that the old man was the Qigong master who had snatched his network resources yesterday, and then he didn't look over there again.

Just as the swindler old man thought, even with his participation, the temporary expert group from Harmonious Hospital did not dare to stop the treatment.

It is the family members' responsibility to seek medical treatment in desperation, but as long as the patient is in the hospital, the doctor will be responsible to the end.

If the doctor cures the disease, it’s his fault. If he fails, it’s the doctor’s fault. This fake qigong master has a nice dream!

Zhang Heping sneered in his heart, but did not show any abnormality and continued to chat with his family.

He thought that if the hospital really got into trouble because of this, they might fire one or two people, and then he would be the one to take advantage of the situation.

Or, when the patient's life is hanging by a thread, will Dean Lu call him again?

After lunch, Zhang Heping and his party went to the zoo next door and wandered around for the whole afternoon.

On the next day, the third day of the Lunar New Year, my second brother-in-law Zhang Yong returned to work first. The others could play on Sunday and would not go back to work until the fifth Monday.

Zhang Heping booked a flight in advance for this afternoon. After returning to deal with matters in Hong Kong Island, he will be busy with the nuclear power plant in Taishan.

As for the equipment, parts, etc. in the automobile factory, due to quality and precision issues, they still need to be slowly adjusted in the future and cannot be rushed.

After waiting for a whole morning without receiving any call from Harmony Hospital, Zhang Heping gave up the idea of ​​changing the ticket and delaying his return to Hong Kong Island.

Afterwards, Zhang Heping had lunch with his family. After telling Zhang Bei, Zhang Nan and others to be careful, he took his concubine Chen Shuting to the airport.

It just happened to be such a coincidence!

When Zhang Heping was still waiting for news from Harmonious Hospital at noon, the qigong master opposed the patient taking medicine in the special care ward, saying that it would affect his qigong.

What the Qigong master never expected was that after his opposition, not only did the family members stop allowing the medication, but the doctors didn't even say a word of objection and actually stopped the lunchtime medication!

This made the white-bearded Qigong master secretly think that he was in trouble. He knew his own strength and that if the patient stopped taking the medicine, there was an 80% chance that he would die.

None of the doctors he had met before were so cooperative with him. They all talked to him about science and told patients' families not to be deceived.

The temporary expert group had this reaction, not because Zhang Heping tipped them off, but because their hospitals had encountered many such incidents in the past two years and wanted to take the opportunity to discipline these so-called qigong masters.

However, what they didn't expect was that the special needs patient, whose fever had subsided and whose condition seemed to have stabilized, developed a high fever again in the afternoon and had difficulty breathing.

By the time the patient's family realized that the qigong master was of no use and called in a new doctor to save the patient, and remembered the young Director Zhang, Zhang Heping had already walked out of Kai Tak Airport on Hong Kong Island and got into his own bulletproof car.

"Master, there is indeed something wrong with that Deputy Manager Lu. As soon as you went to the capital, he wanted to arrange people to serve as deputy captains of each security team." Tang Wei, the technical manager of the Umbrella Company, was sitting in the co-pilot seat at this time, excitedly reporting the results of the investigation in the past few days to Zhang Heping.

"Got it!" Zhang Heping didn't want the driver to hear anything, so he interrupted Tang Wei and changed the subject, asking, "Are the computer rooms of those Chinese banks ready? Have you trained your staff? After the computers and servers from the mainland are shipped over, don't let me down!"

Tang Wei answered confidently: "Master, don't worry. The new recruits didn't even have a holiday during the Chinese New Year. They practiced disassembling and assembling computers every day, just waiting for the computers and servers from the mainland."

"Yes!" Zhang Heping responded calmly, and continued, "We did not accept orders from foreign banks this time. Those foreigners may manipulate capital, control those Chinese banks, and then make changes to the agreement to force you to build an electronic trading system overseas."

"The agreement was drafted by the lawyers of Heping Law Firm..." Tang Wei asked doubtfully, "Master, do you mean to ask the lawyers of the law firm to review the previously signed agreement?"

"Be careful of the supplementary agreement in the future!" Zhang Heping tilted his head to look out the car window and said coldly: "If I were a banker in Magnesium, I would control a Chinese bank, then merge and reorganize it with my own bank, and finally force you through an agreement."

Zhang Heping's words made Tang Wei silent all the way.

To be on the safe side, after getting off the car, Tang Wei asked a lawyer from the Heping Law Firm to review the previously signed agreement and asked about some key points to prevent foreign banks from controlling Chinese banks.

After Zhang Heping returned home, he had just spoken a few words to his father-in-law Tang Ming and mother-in-law Xu Jiefeng when Wei Chunqiao, general manager of the Umbrella Company, came running over to report on the progress of the cleanup of corruption within the Umbrella Company and the rectification progress of various departments.

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"My dad told you before that when practicing martial arts, you must first cultivate a little bit of evil. If you don't dare to punch and hurt others, you won't be able to practice to the fullest." Zhang Bei said, his left hand made a palm, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he saluted Zhang Yi, Chang Le and the others, then smiled evilly:

"You're all dressed so thickly, come at me all at once! I promise I won't hit you in the face!"

"Brothers, grab your weapons and beat him!" With a roar from Zhang Yi, Chang Le, Chang Xing and Chang Qing each grabbed a handful of snow and rushed towards Zhang Bei who wanted to fight them in a duel.

On the other hand, Zhang Nan, Zhang Ting, Chang Wen and others were happily banging pot lids and iron basins to cheer for both sides.

Just when the Zhang family's children were having fun in the snow in front of the door, Director Lu brought the two male family members from the special care ward to No. 7 Courtyard on the north bank of Houhai.

"Didn't I just say that on the phone?" Tang Xin stood at the gate of the courtyard, facing the three people who suddenly came to visit, frowning and saying, "My husband has already returned to Hong Kong Island!"

"Comrade, we were blind and neglected Director Zhang the day before yesterday." A middle-aged man in his forties said anxiously, "My father is critically ill now. I hope Director Zhang will put aside the past grudges and help him!"

Director Lu of the Harmonious Hospital chimed in, "Mrs. Zhang, this is an emergency. Can you contact Director Zhang over the phone so we can talk to him?"

Tang Xin frowned and glanced at the two so-called family members of the patient, and said helplessly: "Wait a moment, I will call Hong Kong Island to ask."

After saying that, Tang Xin returned to the east gatehouse and dialed the phone by the window.

After a while, Tang Xin opened the window and asked the man in the white coat outside, "Excuse me, are you Dean Lu?"

"It's me! It's me!" Dean Lu moved closer to the window and took the receiver handed to him by Tang Xin.

Dean Lu said a few words to Zhang Heping on the other end of the phone, introduced the patient's condition, and then handed the phone to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin talked to Zhang Heping for a few words, and after hanging up, she called the hospital office according to the phone number reported by Dean Lu. Dean Lu talked to the person on the other end of the phone, asked for the phone number of the doctor's office in the special care ward, and then asked Tang Xin to give the landline number of her home in Hong Kong Island.

After hanging up the phone again, Director Lu thanked him and rushed back with the two patients' families.

After passing the vendors at the intersection, the three of them had just gotten into a Hongqi car when they heard the middle-aged man frown and ask, "Director Lu, from what I heard from your phone call just now, you want to ask Director Zhang to treat my father remotely over the phone?"

"Alas!" Dean Lu sighed, "You just heard it. That phone number is definitely not from China. This means Director Zhang has really returned to Hong Kong Island and is not lying to us."

"It's not about that. I'm asking, is it reliable to ask him to do remote treatment for you?" The middle-aged man stared sharply at the director of Harmonious Hospital. He suspected that the other party wanted to shirk responsibility, but he couldn't threaten him because they were the ones who asked the qigong master to cause trouble first.

The point is, if his father passed away, with his level, he really wouldn't be a threat to the director of the big hospital next door.

"Director Su, we have used all the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs we can." Dean Lu explained patiently, "But Mr. Su has not woken up. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Snapped!

The young family member sitting in the front row suddenly slapped himself in the face.

As if for the sake of symmetry, he then slapped the other side of his face.

"It's all my fault! I found a fake Qigong master and ruined Grandpa!"

...

When Zhang Heping was dealing with the affairs of the Umbrella Company, he didn't expect that Director Lu of the Harmonious Hospital would come to his second sister's house.

He talked to the other party for a while, hung up the phone, and said to Wei Chunqiao, Tang Hu, and Lu Jun who were sitting on the sofa next to him:

"Lv Jun is responsible for forming a discipline team. The number of members is limited to 23. Normally, they will report to General Wei. If there are special circumstances, they can report directly to me. Is there any problem?"

Lu Jun looked a little disappointed because Zhang Heping did not choose the deputy captain supervision plan he proposed.

Wei Chunqiao asked hurriedly: "Boss, how are the duties and powers of this discipline team determined?"

"In daily supervision, we can find out the gaps and provide feedback, but..." Zhang Heping said this when the landline next to him rang again.

"Don't interfere with the work of the security team." Zhang Heping said this and answered the phone. It was a call from the doctor's office in the special care ward. Zhang Heping asked about the patient's condition in detail.

When Wei Chunqiao, general manager of the Umbrella Company, saw Zhang Heping waving at them, he stood up, nodded, and walked out of the villa with Tang Hu, Lu Jun and others.

When they got outside the villa, Wei Chunqiao suddenly turned around and said to Lu Jun, "Manager Lu, what the boss said just now has been very straightforward. The 24 of you can check for loopholes and fill in the gaps for the security department, and you can also supervise other security personnel, but you cannot interfere with security work. Do you understand?"

"I understand, President Wei!" Lu Jun was awakened by the 24 people that Wei Chunqiao specifically emphasized. They should have been exposed and would be restricted in the discipline team from then on and would not be able to run around in other departments.

Unless, the mainland sends some more people to their flock of geese.

Zhang Heping sensed Wei Chunqiao's words and felt a little sad. A nearly 60-year-old soldier with one arm missing had actually learned to figure out his thoughts. This power really was a test for people.

Putting aside the trivial matters of the Umbrella Company, Zhang Heping continued to talk to the old Chinese doctor on the other end of the phone about the precautions for acupuncture, and listened patiently to the various manifestations of the patient after the acupuncture.

...

After Dean Lu rushed back to Harmony Hospital, he ignored other things in the hospital and rushed to the special ward of thoracic surgery with a little anxiety.

As soon as the three of them stepped out of the elevator, they noticed a thick black wire extending from the doctor's office to the special care ward.

At the same time, they also heard loud conversations in the special care ward, as well as doctors and nurses outside making gestures to keep quiet and maintain order.

"how's it going?"

Dean Lu walked to the door of the special needs ward and just asked a question when someone in the room growled, "Stop making noise!"

The director of the Department of Thoracic Surgery at the Harmonious Hospital pulled Dean Lu aside, three or four wards apart, and whispered to Dean Lu, "Mr. Qiao and Mr. Jiang from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Dr. Li, Dr. Zuo, and Dr. Liang from our hospital are inside, and they are giving acupuncture to Mr. Su according to Director Zhang's instructions over the phone."

"How is the effect?" Director Su, who was in his forties, did not enter the ward. Instead, he followed behind Dean Lu and asked anxiously, "Can my father wake up?"

It’s no wonder that he was so anxious. The person lying on the hospital bed was first of all his father, and secondly the great support of their Su family.

If his father were to pass away now, Director Su would have to thank his father for his future achievements and be able to reach the department level.

The director of the thoracic surgery department glanced at Director Su and said in a slightly strange tone, "Director Zhang said that Mr. Qiao and his colleagues don't understand qigong. If acupuncture doesn't work after an hour, we have to use massage instead. In addition, Director Zhang prescribed two more sets of Chinese medicine, which are being boiled."

"The plaster is ready!" An old doctor walked out of the doctor's office quickly, moving his fingers and wrist joints as he walked. Behind him followed a young doctor holding a casserole and a young nurse holding an alcohol bottle.

"Mr. Wen!" Dean Lu walked over quickly and greeted him.

"Director Lu!" The old Chinese doctor, also known as Mr. Wen, smiled as he moved his shoulders, "I think the acupoint pushing and blood circulation technique that Director Zhang mentioned, combined with this refreshing plaster, will definitely be able to save the patient."

"Awake! Awake! Director Zhang is awake!" An excited shout suddenly came from the room, as if reporting good news to the person on the other end of the phone.

Following this shout, the surroundings suddenly became noisy.

"Quiet! Quiet! I can't hear the phone ringing!"

There was another shout, and the ward quickly became quiet.

Director Su had already squeezed into the ward during the chaos, and saw that his father's head, chest, hands, and feet were full of secret numbing silver needles.

"Don't be too happy too soon! Listen to my instructions and remove the needles one by one. Don't get the order wrong."

"Also, go ask if the Chinese medicine is ready. You must take the next dose within half an hour."

"Also, do the family members agree to surgery to remove the shrapnel? If the shrapnel is not removed, we can only have conservative treatment, but there is no guarantee that the patient can survive this winter!"

Everyone in the ward was listening to the phone quietly. Although only one old doctor had his ear close to the receiver, the other two old doctors had their ears close to the receiver.

The sight of the three of them meeting and listening to the phone looked somewhat funny, but no one around them dared to speak, let alone laugh.

"Director Zhang, we have a question. The patient is weak and may not be able to withstand another operation." The old doctor who answered the phone asked a question that they thought was very important, which was also the reason why the patient's family was reluctant to agree.

Zhang Heping said on the other end of the phone: "Whether or not to have surgery, there are risks. Conservative treatment means facing repeated inflammation, high fever, and coma. You all know what this means for him."

"Now, the patient is awake. With his willpower, I believe you can remove the shrapnel from his brain while he is awake. As long as you can remove the shrapnel from his brain and clear some of the cerebral hemorrhage, you can reduce the probability of coma and increase the survival rate."

"This..." The old doctor hesitated and said, "Let me ask the family members again!"

"Don't ask the family members!" Zhang Heping said impatiently, "Isn't the patient awake? Just ask the patient directly if he is willing to do it? If you need to open the skull to remove the shrapnel, you have to tell the patient!"

The surgical system at that time was not as standardized as that of later generations. In addition, the doctor-patient relationship was not tense, so doctors still had considerable autonomy. However, the technical aspects were still questionable.

However, this special-needs patient named Su can receive the treatment from the expert group, so the skills of the relevant expert doctors are naturally beyond doubt. This is also the reason why Zhang Heping strongly advised him to have surgery.

If you take a gamble, you can still survive. If you don’t, you will have to wait for death. The choice is in the hands of the patient and his family!

After a while, a voice was heard again in the ward, "Director Zhang, are you sure you can do this craniotomy?"

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