Chapter 105: The Struggle in the Sickroom

  Zhi Fei is the director of the Department of Orthopedics at the Third Affiliated Hospital of Soochow University Medical College, but at the same time, he is also one of the investors in this warm rehabilitation medical center. In the industry, it is called "going through a hole".

  Zi Fei works part-time as a doctor at this rehabilitation medical center, after all, there are not many doctors in this rehabilitation medical center, and since they are all patients who need rehabilitation training, only some nurses are needed.

  Apart from working part-time at this rehabilitation medical center, Qi Fei can also take advantage of his work convenience to introduce patients from the Third Affiliated Hospital for rehabilitation treatment. As a tertiary Grade A hospital, the Third Affiliated Hospital has many patients, and Qi Fei is the director of the orthopedic department, so when he speaks, patients are very trusting. Therefore, one-fourth of the patients at this warm rehabilitation medical center were introduced by Qi Fei through his position.

  These need no further elaboration.

  At this time, Qi Fei saw Song Jian lying on the hospital bed, unable to move, with a mocking expression at the corner of his mouth. Last time in Sanfu Hospital, Ma De's neck was asleep, and Qi Fei originally intended to deceive the onlookers, but was caught by Song Jian, who directly exposed his trick.

  This matter has been remembered and resented by Zhi Fei all along. Unexpectedly, when they met again, Song Jian had become a vegetable.

  Song Jian also thought of Qi Fei coming, he couldn't help but bitterly smile, secretly calling it a bitter fate, how come he coincidentally fell into Qi Fei's hands.

  Qī Fēi walked up and said: "Oh no, what's wrong with you? Let me take a look." As he spoke, Qī Fēi flipped through the hospital records in his hand.

  "Song Jian, that's right. Hmm, multiple nerve conduction blocks and damage to multiple cartilage tissues... Oh dear, this is a tough one to cure," Qifei closed the hospital registration form, looking at Song Jian, "Can your acupuncture treat it?"

  Song Jiandao shut his eyes tightly, he really didn't want to see Qi Fei's smug face.

  "Let me check, ah, does it hurt here?" As he spoke, Qi Fei's large hand pressed onto Song Jian's arm and then lifted his hand to press down on Song Jian's chest.

  Hao Jian, who was standing beside him, jumped in fright. He knew how severe Song Jian's injury was, and before he came, Yun Kong Lao Shang had repeatedly instructed that Song Jian's illness could only be treated with rest and not excessive movement. If he didn't take good care of Song Jian, would the old monk not pass on his "Treasured Manual of Seduction" to him?

  "Doctor, doctor, my brother's illness can't move, needs rest," Hao Jian hurriedly raised his hand to stop.

  Qī Fēi took a glance at Hǎo Biàn and said, "Where did this fat monk come from? Are you the doctor here or am I the doctor? Do you get to decide or do I get to decide?"

  Hao Jian's courage was already small, and at this moment, he was scolded by Qi Fei's stern words, and immediately shrank his head and retreated.

  Zi Fei coughed and cleared his throat, saying: "Everyone please take a look, this patient's injury is still very strange. Come, come, come, all of you come and feel it."

  The interns who followed Qi Fei rushed over and reached out to touch Song Jian's arms and legs.

  Song Jian's facial muscles were twisted into a ball, and he was in agony at this moment. Of course, he would be in agony, with all the meridians in his body severed and many blood vessels ruptured. If he didn't move, Song Jian could still bear it, after all, his body had adapted to this painful state. But now, with so many hands pressing on him, Song Jian felt his body once again experiencing that burning sensation, like flames scorching him, like a knife slaughtering him, the pain was unbearable.

  Zi Fei was even more pleased, he cleared his throat and said: "The patient can live until now, it should be said that it is already a miracle in medical history. According to my speculation, the patient's internal organs were severely damaged, and there was severe bleeding in the thoracic cavity. You see..."

  As he spoke, Qi Fei suddenly pressed down on Song Jian's chest.

  A sharp stabbing sensation suddenly came on, making Song Jian almost feel faint. His mouth opened and a stream of blood gushed out.

  "Teacher, the patient's mouth is bleeding!" a little nurse cried out loudly.

  The other interns also looked at Song Jian with panic.

  Qī Fēi had seen many things and was knowledgeable, he had seen many patients die in their beds, and Qī Fēi indeed had some skills, after carefully examining Sòng Jiàn, Qī Fēi was certain that Sòng Jiàn would not survive.

  "Shut up! This is a good learning opportunity. Once this patient dies, it will be too late for you to learn!" As he spoke, Qi Fei's large hand pressed down on Song Jian's abdomen again, saying: "The patient has hemorrhaging in the thoracic cavity. If it were to overflow upwards, it would cause the patient to suffocate and die immediately. However, since this patient is still alive, it means that most of the accumulated blood is below the diaphragm, i.e., inside the abdominal cavity."

  Song Jian's mouth let out a pained howl, he opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and glared at Qi Fei, "You'd better get out of here quickly! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

  Qī Fēi coldly smiled, "The patient's consciousness is no longer clear. You see, this indicates that there are blood clots in the patient's cranial cavity, starting to compress his central nervous system."

  As he spoke, Qi Fei was about to press down on Song Jian's head.

  "Get out!" Song Jian bellowed, if he let Qifei continue to manipulate him like this, even if he recovered later, he would probably be left with some disability.

  Zi Fei just coldly smiled and didn't respond to Song Jian's roar, instead telling the students that Song Jian's mind was becoming even more unclear.

  Hao Jian, who was standing by, couldn't bear it anymore. This was simply a case of attempted murder! He plucked up his courage and stepped forward, blocking Qi Fei's path. With one push of his hand, he sent Qi Fei stumbling backward two steps.

  "You're not allowed to touch my brother again!" Hao Jian said with a red face and plucked up courage.

  "Zi Fei hummed and said, 'This is a hospital! What do you want to do?!'"

  With a wave of his hand, two intern male doctors came over and restrained Hao Bian. One of the interns kept comforting Hao Bian, "Little monk, don't worry, your brother's illness, we will definitely work hard on it, you have to believe in Director Qi, he is the number one doctor in our rehabilitation medical center."

  The two interns really thought Qi Fei was checking Song Jian's condition.

  Song Jian gritted his teeth, not expecting Qi Fei to be so vengeful. Just as he was thinking about how to respond, a flurry of footsteps came from the door of the ward, followed by a woman wearing a windbreaker and high heels rushing in. The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, her clothes were expensive at first glance, and now her hair was slightly disheveled, with a layer of white frost on one strand of hair in front.

  "Song Jian!" The woman saw Song Jian lying motionless on the hospital bed and cried out in alarm, not even bothering to brush off the white frost from her hair. She quickly stepped over to his bedside and grasped his right hand.

  This woman was none other than Xu Si, who had rushed over in a hurry.

  Because he ran too fast, a layer of dense sweat appeared on Xu Si's forehead, and his hair was also frozen with white frost after being stained with sweat in the outdoor temperature of minus three degrees.

  "Song Jian, Song Jian, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me," Xu Siren was really panicked, she saw Song Jian lying motionless on the bed, saw the pool of congealed blood on his chest, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She knew that Song Jian must have had a big problem.

  Seeing Xu Si so anxious, Song Jian was deeply moved in his heart. This woman, is she the wife who will accompany him for the rest of his life?

  "I'm fine," Song Jian said, "don't worry, something just came up and I temporarily can't move. Xu Si, listen, you arrange for me to be transferred to a better hospital room, get me away from this doctor, I'll talk to you about it later."

  Xu Si nodded and, hearing Song Jian's clear consciousness, she slightly put her mind at ease. She stood up and turned to Qi Fei, saying: "Hello doctor, I want to transfer my... friend to a different room. Where is the best room here? What procedures are needed?"

  Several male interns around stared blankly at Xu Si, as if they had never seen such a beautiful and elegant woman.

  Hao Jian was even more stunned, with a bald head and a pair of eyes shining like peach blossoms.

  "Miss, it's like this. I'm currently examining your friend's body, as you've seen, her condition is very serious. If she doesn't receive timely treatment, she'll be in danger."

  Xu Si was taken aback, she took a closer look at Qi Fei, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and had an air of authority that inspired confidence due to his years of experience as an expert in large hospitals.

  Xu Si turned his head and looked at Song Jian on the hospital bed.

  Song Jian said in a low voice: "Help me, I will be tortured by him with sequelae, now I need to rest."

  When she saw Song Jian's eyes, Xu Si's determination solidified. She turned around and said, "Sorry, doctor, my friend needs rest, please leave. If you don't cooperate, I'll take my friend to another hospital."

  Qī Fēi smiled warmly and said, "Miss, you also saw your friend's injuries. He not only can't move his body, but his mind is also somewhat unclear. If you do this, it will harm him."

  "Leave him!" Xu Si said loudly this time, not being fooled by Qi Fei.

  Several small nurses next to her came forward to persuade Xu Si, they were indeed good for Song Jian, but their medical skills were too low, and they couldn't tell whether what Qi Fei said was a lie or the truth.

  Qī Fēi smiled slightly, walked around Xǔ Sī, and went to the other side of the bed, looking down at Sòng Jiàn, saying: "Sòng Jiàn, don't worry, I will definitely provide you with the best medical service, and I will definitely cure your illness. As long as you cooperate, you will definitely recover. Come on, push this patient to the treatment room."

  "Don't touch him!" Xu Si also got angry and shouted loudly.

  Qī Fēi waved his hand, letting the intern take over. The other nurses kept persuading Xǔ Sī, telling him that he couldn't avoid seeing a doctor when he was ill and needed to be treated.

  Several people were about to push Song Jian away when another chaotic footsteps came from the doorway.

  "Grandfather, it's here, it's here," a voice dropped, and a large-breasted beauty entered the ward.

  The people in the ward were stunned.

  The big-breasted beauty saw Song Jian on the bed and ran over, seeing several interns wanting to push Song Jian away. The big-breasted beauty quickly stopped them: "What are you doing! Let go of Song Jian quickly, he needs rest and can't move!"

  This big-breasted beauty is Li Mengya. After learning about Song Jian's injury and whereabouts from Yun Kong and Shang, Li Mengya rushed over immediately. Also coming together was Li Mengya's grandfather, Li Changjiang. Since she had met Yun Kong Lao before, Li Mengya still knew the basic situation of Song Jian.

  "Our director said that the patient needs treatment, otherwise he will die," a resident doctor spoke up, his eyes lingering on Li Mengya's chest for a few seconds.

  Qī Fēi saw that another stunning beauty had come to guard Sòng Jiàn, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. He shouted loudly: "This is a hospital, the patient's condition is very serious, if something happens, can you take responsibility? Get out of here!"

  Song Jian gave Qi Fei a sarcastic glance.

  Qī Fēi saw Sòng Jiàn's gaze and became even more enraged. How could he, as the director of a third-class hospital and shareholder of this rehabilitation center, not be able to deal with this half-dead waste?

  "Push away!"

  Qī Fēi suddenly waved his hand and shouted loudly.

  "Everyone stop!"

  Suddenly, an old voice came from the doorway.

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