The more Song Zhentian spoke, the more agitated he became. If Zhu Qin wasn't lying on the hospital bed now, he would have gone up and given her two tight slaps.
If Zhu Qin had not spoiled Song Chao, he would not have ended up like this today.
At this moment, Zhu Qin did not argue with Song Zhentian anymore. She just covered her face and cried.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Hearing this voice, Song Zhentian frowned and restrained his emotions.
When the person outside heard Song Zhentian's voice, he immediately pushed the door open and entered.
A woman with heavy makeup came in. She was Song Zhentian's secretary, Lou Jing, who had been with him for five or six years.
Lou Jing saw Song Zhentian and Zhu Qin sitting on the hospital bed and immediately said,
"CEO Song, the hospital just said that a few specialists from the neurology department of Shanyuan Hospital happened to come to this hospital for a consultation. They might have a chance to help Young Master Song regain consciousness!”
"What is it? An expert from Shanyuan Hospital? Really? That's great!"
Song Zhentian was overjoyed when he heard that his son had a chance to regain consciousness.
He knew very well how skilled the doctors in Shanyuan Hospital were. With their participation in the treatment, his son would definitely wake up.
After all, the vegetative patients who had been sent to Shanyuan Hospital for treatment had all woken up in the end.
As long as he woke up, it would be fine. As for his amputated legs, at most, he would get a prosthetic leg in the future. It would not affect his son's life.
Previously, he had indeed thought of sending his son to Shanyuan Hospital and had already used his connections to contact the emergency room of Shanyuan Hospital.
If he had been treated at Shanyuan Hospital immediately, his son's legs might not have needed to be amputated.
However, the other party's reply said that Shanyuan Hospital had just received a group of people who had been rescued from the fire scene and was busy.
In fact, although the medical fees of Shanyuan Hospital were expensive, it did not mean that they would not treat him if they did not have the money.
For example, if there were some natural or man-made disasters, Shanyuan Hospital would take the initiative to assume social responsibility and provide free treatment to ordinary civilians or rescue workers who were injured.
Song Chao could only blame himself for being unlucky. When he got into the car accident, a tall building not far from Shanyuan Hospital caught fire. Many civilians and rescue workers were burned by the fire.
All the hospitals around the building, including Shanyuan Hospital, were busy treating the injured. No one had time to treat Song Chao.
In fact, even without the fire, the people at Shanyuan Hospital had already received Lin Yuanshan's order to not treat Song Chao without his permission.
Therefore, even if Song Chao was sent to Shanyuan Hospital, no one would treat him.
Zhu Qin, who was sitting on the hospital bed, stopped crying when she heard the secretary's words. She looked at him expectantly.
"Zhentian, you and Xiao Jing should go and take a look. Send red packets if you need to. You must ask the doctors at Shanyuan Hospital to treat our Xiao Chao!”
Giving red packets could be said to be an unspoken rule in the hospital.
With the continuous development of society, the medical ethics of doctors became higher and higher. It was almost impossible for doctors to ask for red packets on their own accord.
However, in order to make the patient feel more at ease and for the doctor to give his all when treating him, the patient's family members would usually take the initiative to give the doctor a red packet.
The red packet might not be cash. It could also be a gas card, a shopping card, and so on.
"I know. I'll go and take a look now! Xiao Jing, let's go. Take me to see some specialists from Shanyuan Hospital."”
Song Zhentian nodded and quickly followed the secretary to the emergency room.
When he arrived at the door, he bumped into the hospital director and the specialists from Shanyuan Hospital who had changed into surgical gowns and were about to enter the emergency room.
"Dean! How is my son?"
Song Zhentian quickly ran over when he saw the hospital director.
"Ah, it's CEO Song. Don't worry, with a few experts from Shanyuan Hospital here, your son will definitely be safe!”
The hospital director smiled. If even these experts couldn't wake Song Chao up, then Song Chao would really be bedridden for the rest of his life.
When Song Zhentian heard the director's words, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he took out a card and handed it to the leading specialist of Shanyuan Hospital.
"Hello, Director. I'm the father of the patient's family. There's five million yuan in this card. I hope you can accept it!”
Song Zhentian had really put in a lot of effort this time. An ordinary person might not be able to save up five million yuan in their lifetime, but for his son, he had actually taken out so much money to send to a few specialists from Shanyuan Hospital.
"Humph! Who do you think we are?"
The leading expert was called Zhu Jianhua. When he saw the card that Song Zhentian handed over, he snorted in disdain.
The salary of the doctors in Shanyuan Hospital was especially high, especially for specialist doctors like him. His annual salary was more than five million yuan.
It could be said that their salaries were among the best in the world.
Since Lin Yuanshan offered them such a high salary, he naturally had high requirements.
One of the most important things was that they could not accept gifts from any patients, including but not limited to all kinds of top-up cards.
If they were discovered or reported, they would be immediately fired and compensated the hospital with three times their annual salary.
Because of this, in Shanyuan Hospital, no doctor or nurse would accept red packets or gifts from patients.
Especially for these specialist doctors, even a five million yuan red packet was useless to them.
After all, they could still tell which was more cost-effective, taking five million at a time or five million every year.
"This…"
Song Zhentian was shocked by Zhu Jianhua's sudden angry shout. He looked at the director at a loss.
"Director Zhu, don't be angry. CEO Song doesn't know the rules of Shanyuan Hospital!”
After the director finished speaking, he winked at Song Zhentian.
Song Zhentian seemed to have understood something. He put away the card and bowed to Zhu Jianhua."Director Zhu, I'm sorry. I was rude just now. I was also anxious to love my son. I hope you..."
"Alright, doctors are benevolent. Since we've made a move, we'll naturally do our best! If you let us in and delay the best time for treatment, you'll have to take responsibility!”
Zhu Jianhua waved his hand and ignored Song Zhentian. He led his doctors into the emergency room.
"CEO Song, don't worry. Since the doctors from Shanyuan Hospital have taken action, Young Master Song will definitely be fine!”
Lou Jing walked forward and held Song Zhentian's arm as she said charmingly.
"Yes, I know!"
Song Zhentian's lips curled into a relaxed smile as he lightly patted Lou Jing's crescent moon, causing the latter to cry out.
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An hour later, the surgery was successfully completed, and Song Chao was pushed out of the operating theater.
"Director Zhu, how is my son?”
Seeing Zhu Jianhua come out, Song Zhentian quickly went over.
"The operation was very successful. He will wake up in an hour!”
Zhu Jianhua said indifferently.
"Really? Thank you, Director Zhu, thank you, Director Zhu!”
Song Zhentian was overjoyed when he found out that his son was out of danger and thanked him profusely.
However, Zhu Jianhua found his expression hilarious. Thank me? Looks like you still don't know how much trouble your kid has caused you!
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