You Are My Gravity

"Hey... Doctor Gu is so handsome. What kind of genes do you think their old Gu family is? Each is more beautiful than the other. Are they all born according to their looks, bad looks, and they can't be reborn. Their home?"

"I think so too. Doctor Gu is really handsome. The key is that he is a good man and has superb medical skills. He doesn't have any airs..."

"Yes, I have a good heart, I work overtime so late, and I still care about other patients..."

"I feel guilty for saying bad things about Doctor Gu before. I'm really a scumbag..."

"Doctor Gu is the white moonlight in my heart, why is he such a perfect person?"

Xiang Qiuchi didn't know yet, two young nurses were about to blow him up behind him.

When Xiang Qiuchi came to the emergency room, the doctors and nurses were all in a hurry. The child's family was crying sadly at the moment, not sad, and kept telling the doctor to ask them to save their child.

Xiang Qiuchi is tall, and he can see the child lying on the hospital bed from the periphery.

The child is only seven or eight years old. He is a handsome little boy. He has fallen into a coma. His face is red, blisters on his lips, dry skin, and his body is still twitching. The whole person looks very Is not good.

But on the doctor's side, there is really nothing else to check, and can only treat it as a normal fever, using all the cooling methods.

However, they all know it.

This cooling is only short-lived. If the cause of this child is not found for one day, his temperature will continue to repeat.

He looked at Qiu Chi for a while and he couldn't see anything.

Probably, only when Zhou Ping came can we see what was wrong.

Wei Hongsheng and his wife were already full of tears at the moment, holding the doctor's hand as if they had grasped the last straw: "Doctor please, please... save my son, we only have this one. My child..."

Wei Hongsheng, as Xiang Qiuchi still knows, is a very well-known philanthropist in the city and a relatively successful entrepreneur. He established the Hongfu Fund. Although he is not the most profitable entrepreneur in the city, he But he has always been the philanthropist with the most donations in this city every year.

The media often report on him.

Xiang Qiuchi looked at Wei Hongsheng. He probably hadn’t had a good rest for many days, his face was tired and dark circles were heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he should be on fire in a hurry. There was a string of singe bubbles at the corner of his mouth under his nose. The person looks very haggard.

This year seems to be almost 50, but his son is only seven or eight years old. This child is his old son, and he usually hurts like eyeballs.

At the moment, the couple are already panicking Liushenwuzhu.

It has been more than half a month since their son got sick.

At first, he was able to eat something soberly, but now, he has completely fallen into a coma.

Both were very scared.

This is their only son,

The doctor sighed, "Mr. Wei, it’s not that we didn’t help, but that you really can’t detect any abnormalities in your son now. His fever is not caused by a cold or a virus. His body is normal. We can’t find it. The reason is..."

Wei Hongsheng burst into tears: "You are a doctor, you can't do this... This is a life, a child's life... Doctor, you can't give up him!".

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