C32 Fake Death
C32 Fake Death
Money wasn't omnipotent, but it couldn't be done without money. This old man in front of him had deeply explained this principle.
Money might not be able to buy life, but with money, it could make them delay their own lives as much as possible.
Today, science and technology could indeed extend a person's lifespan to a large extent.
However, this most advanced technology was also the most expensive.
He was simply not what ordinary people could enjoy.
It could only be said that it was a way for wealthy and powerful people to extend their lives of enjoyment.
As for ordinary people, they could only lie in bed and wait for death.
Because not all technology could be used to serve ordinary people.
There were many medical equipment comparable to the medical equipment of the world's top hospitals, and the best medical team that could be hired with money.
This was a way for the old man to ensure his own survival.
In this ward that was comparable to a small top hospital.
Dean Guan and the others gave the old man a detailed examination.
After looking at some data, they said to Xie Yifu who was waiting by the side, "Your father's health has improved a little. If it continues to develop according to this effect, there is a high possibility that he will recover completely."
Hearing this, Xie Yifu was overjoyed. He held Dean Guan's hand tightly and said, "Thank you. Thank you, Dean Guan and all the doctors."
When the old man heard the director say that he had a very high chance of recovering, he also revealed an ugly smile. He said in a hoarse and weak voice, "Yifu, thank Dean Guan and all the doctors for me. Heavy thanks, heavy thanks... "
His voice suddenly stopped.
The old man's head tilted and he fell unconscious.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked.
The previously calm and high-spirited Dean Guan broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.
The heart rate on the screen showed an extremely exaggerated fluctuation.
Everyone present was so nervous that their hearts were beating rapidly.
This was the rhythm of a chill!
"Prepare for emergency treatment." Dean Guan, who had no time to care about the room, shouted when he realized what was going on.
After that, the other doctors on the scene finally reacted as if they had just woken from a dream.
They started the emergency treatment work that was being carried out in the midst of nervousness.
However, no matter what they did, they used all their methods. The breathing of the old man on the bed, the heart rate, and the pulse were always in a downward trend. Slowly, it gradually turned into a straight line on the screen.
The old man was probably powerless to reverse the situation.
"Dean Guan, how is my dad? Is he still saved?" Xie Yifu asked anxiously.
Even though he did not know medicine, he knew that the situation was not good when he saw the waves on the screen that gradually calmed down.
At this time, Dean Guan stopped what he was doing and walked in front of Xie Yifu in a daze. He said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xie. I'm afraid your father is powerless to reverse the situation."
"Unable to reverse the situation?" Xie Yifu was furious when he heard this.
He grabbed Dean Guan's collar and asked angrily, "Didn't you just say there was a possibility of recovery? Why is there no way to reverse the situation now?"
"Your father's performance just now might be, it might be..." Dean Guan was a little nervous, and he started to stutter.
"What was that just now?" Xie Yifu asked angrily again.
"It was just a reflection of the light. People who have been ill for a long time suddenly recovered. Either they recovered soon or that was the case."
Hee Feng, who had been standing in the corner and watching all of this coldly, said faintly.
"Does that mean that my father is hopeless?" Xie Yifu threw Dean Guan aside and asked absent-mindedly.
At this moment, the doctors who were in the emergency room also stopped what they were doing.
It turned out that the unnecessary heart rate fluctuation had disappeared just now. Now, theoretically, what they should do was stop the emergency treatment and announce the patient's death.
"Help! Why did you stop? Help me!" Xie Yifu roared, almost on the verge of breaking down.
"Mister Xie, your father is already dead. What happens next will be useless. We can understand your feelings, but..." Song Chao said with a frown.
"Are you going to save him or not? If not, I will kill you." Xie Yifu bellowed.
When the doctors heard him, they quickly recovered the movements in their hands.
As for Xie Yifu, he stared intently at the electric waves on the screen, waiting for a miracle to happen.
"I can save your father." Hee Feng said firmly in the corner.
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. What was wrong with this kid? How dare he speak such big words? If he couldn't be saved, perhaps Xie Yifu would bury him with his father.
As for Xie Yifu, after hearing Hee Feng's words, he shouted as if he had grabbed onto the last straw of hope, "Then why aren't you going to save him?"
Regarding this, Hee Feng merely gave him a cold look.
At this time, Xie Yifu's brain was working rapidly, and he hurriedly asked, "What conditions do you want?"
"100 million, 100 million, I'll save your father." Hee Feng said faintly.
It was as if he was not talking about one hundred million, but ten thousand.
"Alright." Xie Yifu said decisively.
When they heard this, everyone was shocked. They were surprised that one person dared to ask for it, and the other dared to ask for it.
"Bring me the silver needles." Hee Feng shouted.
This time, he did not bring anything with him when he came out to treat his illness.
"Go, go quickly!" Xie Yifu stomped his feet anxiously and shouted at a nurse.
The nurse quickly rushed out to get the silver needles.
Although they were all Western medicine, there were still silver needles in the equipment that could be used by TCM.
When the doctors around the old man saw Hee Feng walking over, they all moved aside to let him open the way.
At this moment, these doctors had pity and complicated feelings of gratitude towards Hee Feng.
Compassion was pity that he had accepted a patient that was absolutely impossible to save, and Xie Yifu was definitely not someone who was easy to get along with.
As for gratitude, it was thanks to Hee Feng that they were able to free themselves.
Hee Feng came to the old man's sickbed.
Looking at the old man on the bed, it was true that he was already dead, but Hee Feng was not affected at all.
The old man's heart had stopped beating for only a few minutes. He could still be saved!
After all, those who had died for a few days could still be resurrected.
This was not strange at all, because there was a type of state in this world called Fake Death.
As for the old man, he had clearly entered False Death.
The dead Hee Feng might be powerless to reverse the situation, but for someone who had only entered the False Death state and stopped breathing and heart rate, it was impossible to save him.
It wasn't a troublesome matter.
A person who had entered a false death state might still be able to wake up automatically if he allowed the person to die. However, if that medical emergency method was used, it might really be a cool death for the person.
Because those who enter the state of suspended animation will appear very weak, unable to withstand the torment.