Siheyuan: Seventeen-year-old He Yuzhu

Doctor Zhang scolded: "Zhu Zi, don't talk nonsense."

Some time ago, He Yuzhu came to help every day, and he also knew that He Yuzhu's medical skills were indeed good.

It can even be said that he is better than a new doctor who has just graduated and started working.

That is only compared with new doctors. If compared with old doctors, they are still far inferior.

As for the old man's condition, Dr. Zhang felt that no doctor would dare to guarantee that it could be cured.

Even a famous doctor can't do it.

And you actually said that you wanted to try it. This is ridiculous.

How could He Yuzhu not know what Dr. Zhang was thinking? If it were him, he probably wouldn't dare to let a young person try this.

But He Yuzhu was really confident. Although it was impossible to cure the patient, he could still prolong his life for a year or two.

This is the best result so far.

When He Yuzhu's medical skills reach level five and his martial arts skills reach the next level, he might be able to cure the disease.

The premise of all this is that the elderly must be able to hold on until that time.

Therefore, prolonging life is necessary.

"Doctor Zhang, I'm serious."

Doctor Zhang interrupted, "Zhu Zi, stop talking. The most important thing now is to send the old man to the hospital."

He didn't even consider letting He Yuzhu try it. This was not a joke.

Doctor Zhang stopped He Yuzhu and was also responsible for him.

After all, He Yuzhu is not a doctor. If he treats an elderly person and something goes wrong, or the elderly person dies, He Yuzhu will be responsible.

And the chances of something going wrong or the elderly dying are too high.

He couldn't let He Yuzhu do it.

Sister Zhou also said, "Zhu Zi, just listen to Doctor Zhang. This is a serious matter after all."

In her heart, she still liked He Yuzhu, this kind-hearted and capable young man. Although she didn't know where He Yuzhu got the confidence to say that, she couldn't let him treat the old man no matter what.

Doctor Zhang has been practicing medicine for so many years, but he doesn't dare to treat the patient and wants to send him to the hospital. How can you cure him if you treat him?

Everyone also said, "Zhu Zi, just listen to Doctor Zhang and Sister Zhou."

"Zhu Zi, everyone knows that you have some medical skills, but in the current situation, you should not show off your abilities."

"Yes, Doctor Zhang said to send him to the hospital. Let's send him to the hospital. This is the safest way."

"..."

Everyone was talking at once, and the message they conveyed was that they did not trust He Yuzhu, and told him to stop trying to show off, stop making trouble, and send the old man to the hospital as soon as possible.

He Yuzhu didn't know how to explain it. He really wanted to tell everyone that he was sure that he could help the old man prolong his life.

I really want to tell you that even if the elderly are sent to the hospital, it will be difficult to cure them.

He knew in his heart that no one would believe him if he said this.

For a time, he was in trouble.

At this time, a man ran into the infirmary and rushed to the bed.

Excitedly, "Brother Ding, is that you?"

He Yuzhu knew this man. His name was Shen Zhenjiang. He was in his fifties and was also a volunteer who came to help. He Yuzhu had seen this man before when he was there.

I heard that he is a retired veteran.

It looks like he knows this old man.

The old man looked at Shen Zhenjiang for a few times, "Xiao...Xiao Jiang..."

Shen Zhenjiang was so excited that tears were about to flow down his cheeks. "Brother Ding, it's me."

The old man was also a little excited and raised his hand, "Ahem...Xiao Jiang..."

Shen Zhenjiang held the old man's hand and said, "Brother Ding, how did you become like this?"

"Where have you been all these years?"

"You saved us and left without saying anything. We have been looking for you for so many years."

"Today, I finally see you again."

He turned around and looked at Doctor Zhang and asked, "Doctor Zhang, how is Brother Ding's illness?"

Doctor Zhang saw that Shen Zhenjiang knew the old man and thought he might be able to persuade him to go to the hospital for treatment, so he said, "The patient is very ill and needs to be treated in the hospital."

Shen Zhenjiang said quickly: "Then send him to the hospital immediately."

Doctor Zhang said helplessly: "That's what I was planning, but Mr. Ding himself doesn't want to go."

Shen Zhenjiang looked at the old man, "Brother Ding, why?"

"You are so seriously ill, you must go to the hospital."

The old man said: "Ahem... Xiao Jiang... You don't have to persuade me... I'm almost dying... Stop trying..."

Shen Zhenjiang said: "Brother Ding, don't talk nonsense, your disease can definitely be cured."

"I'll take you to the hospital now."

"You must stay alive. We brothers have been looking for you. I finally found you. I won't let you go so easily."

"Go to the hospital and get well. I'll notify them tomorrow and ask them to come see you."

"You may not know, but Old Huang is very powerful now. He is now the chief. He kept saying that he was sorry that he couldn't find you. He will definitely be happy to see you now."

When the old man heard what Shen Zhenjiang said, tears started to flow again, and there was some hope in his eyes.

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

He started coughing violently again, and this time he even coughed up blood.

The old man's face turned pale and his pupils became dilated.

Shen Zhenjiang was very anxious, "Brother Ding, what happened to you?"

The old man opened his mouth and moved his lips, "No...it's okay..."

The sound was so low that it was almost inaudible.

The glimmer of hope he had originally had disappeared again, and he really felt that his end was approaching.

I was able to see Shen Zhenjiang before I died, and knew that everyone seemed to be living well, which made me feel very content.

Tears fell from Shen Zhenjiang's eyes. "You're coughing up blood, how can you say you're fine?"

He looked at Dr. Zhang, "Dr. Zhang, what should we do?"

Doctor Zhang took a look at the old man's condition and sighed in his heart, thinking that the old man was really going to die.

I don’t think it will last long, maybe not even an hour.

In other words, it may be too late to send him to the hospital now.

He shook his head silently.

Shen Zhenjiang understood what he meant, but he was unwilling to accept it.

I finally found Brother Ding, how could I let him die in front of me?