Chapter 1782: Chapter 1786: The Painter
He Hui feels that everything in his life is fate, predestined!
Poverty, wealth, illness, health…
The elderly man in his eighties was moved to the hospital bed.
All around were concerned eyes.
He understands.
Before he turned seventy, he was a burden to the family, even his grandson didn’t like being with him.
People in the village said he was not sociable, just an old farr wanting to be an artist.
But once his paintings gained recognition, everything changed!
He Hui feels, heaven has treated him kindly.
He’s satisfied with this life.
Hand pain?
He wasn’t about to make a fuss.
At eighty, if he’s muddled, he’s just pretending.
They all know it clearly inside.
He’s the money tree for these people, a political bargaining chip.
So, He Hui paints very little.
Literati have pride.
He does too.
Now, it’s ti for him to rest.
“Director Liang, please save my dad! Once he’s better, I’ll give you a painting!” He Hui’s son said.
Liang Xiong nodded, gave a non-committal, insincere smile: “I will do my best!”
The leaders around him were also staring at Liang Xiong.
“Director Liang, you must save He Hui, he’s so important…”
“Yes, Director Liang, please, there will be great thanks in the future!”
…
Various phrases buzzed in Liang Xiong’s ears.
Liang Xiong handled each one, seemingly accustod to it.
“Director Zhao, co with !” Liang Xiong said to Zhao Nan of the New City People’s Hospital.
Zhao Nan heard him, nodded quickly, and the group went straight to the operating room.
They needed to conduct imaging tests in advance.
After clearly understanding the patient’s condition, they would proceed with the surgery.
He Hui remained silent throughout, until he entered the operating room and Zhao Nan and Liang Xiong were changing clothes.
Finally, Zhao Nan spoke, “Director Liang, don’t be prejudiced against He, the old man is really nice!”
Liang Xiong suddenly froze for a mont.
He looked at Zhao Nan, full of thoughts.
Zhao Nan sighed, gave a bitter smile, and shook his head: “Director Liang, I am also a doctor, I may not be as skilled as you, but I’ve seen a lot of the world!”
“The way you seed earlier… I’ve experienced it, I’ve witnessed it. After all… I’m five or six years older than you.”
Zhao Nan is fifty-six years old now, while Liang Xiong is only fifty.
“In fact, the old man wasn’t trying to pull any favors.”
“When he ca to the hospital, he had arrythmia, and went into a coma, when he woke up again, he thought he was dying!”
“Secretly told , his dical instructions are written and in his pocket!”
“He’s not letting anyone touch his pocket the whole ti.”
“Before surgery, he worried he might not make it off the operating table, and showed the dical directive.”
“He never thought of using his privileges to order or demand you to perform the surgery; he was prepared for death when he entered the hospital!”
With that, Zhao Nan sighed: “He really is a simple old man.”
“Such high esteem, a single painting worth millions, yet his clothes cost less than a hundred bucks.”
“His directive said he has ten paintings hidden, intending to donate five to the national museum, sell five to repair roads and build more schools in the village…”
After hearing Zhao Nan’s words, Liang Xiong was stunned!
He was sowhat moved.
Is there really soone like this?
The two changed clothes and entered the operating room.
He Hui opened his eyes, slightly cloudy. He looked at Liang Xiong and couldn’t help but laugh, a simple, honest smile.
That smile made Liang Xiong believe in him, at least eighty percent!
“Sorry to trouble you, expert…” He Hui said with a smile, not knowing Liang Xiong’s na, but knowing the province surely found the best doctor for him!
So, he referred to him as an expert.
Liang Xiong smiled: “Only you, sir, can be considered the expert!”
He Hui sighed: “I’m just a farr, only able to paint so flowers, birds, fish, and insects…”
“Grew up in the village, painted hotown when I went out to work…”
“Ah…”
“No regrets in this life!”
He Hui said a few words, then fell silent, for he saw Liang Xiong already starting the examination.
Half an hour later, the examination was completed, and the images were ready.
After reviewing carefully, Liang Xiong sighed in relief.
Zhao Nan noticed, his expression was joyful: “Can it be done?”
Liang Xiong nodded: “It should be possible!”
He Hui chuckled: “Expert, don’t feel burdened, don’t take as so painter, I won’t bla you whether it’s successful or not!”
“I may not understand dicine, but I know… performing surgery is like painting, it’s impossible to get it right every ti.”
Seeing He Hui so calm, Liang Xiong couldn’t help but laugh: “Sir, don’t worry, the surgery will be fine!”
After saying that, Liang Xiong went to make arrangents for the surgery.
Since preparations were done in advance, everything went smoothly.
By now, five hours had passed since the onset.
Even though recovery within twelve hours is possible, once nerves start dying, it might not affect ordinary people much.
But for a painter, it’s a different story!
Liang Xiong also wanted to do this surgery well.
Everything was ready.
There were many people inside the operating room.
At this ti, a large group was also gathered in the office outside waiting for the surgery to begin.
They were He Hui’s family, officials, leaders… but no doctors.
They didn’t understand the surgery, but they wanted to witness success.
Zhu Qian wasn’t accompanying them; he had very important matters to attend to, Tan Liguo accompanied them.
Because checks were conducted beforehand, these didn’t need repeating.
However, there was sothing Liang Xiong needed to do personally.
He took the notice and found the patient’s family, seriously saying:
“Surgery involves risks, the elder is old, also has rheumatic heart disease, arrhythmia… the most dangerous scenario is…”
All these risks needed to be communicated, even if the patient wasn’t happy hearing them.
He Hui’s son and the leaders all smiled, saying:
“Director Liang is involved, there will surely be no issues!”
“Yes, Director Liang is the director from Huaxi, a top interventional doctor in the country, if you can’t do it, no one can!”
Indeed!
These people love to give complints.
Liang Xiong smiled; he wasn’t swayed, and said with a smile: “Sign here for the surgery preparation.”
Upon hearing this, He Hui’s family had somber expressions but signed the papers.
The surgery began.
Liang Xiong skillfully made an S-shaped incision in the elbow area.
Then he began expertly dissecting the brachial artery.
These went smoothly, but people outside worriedly said: “Better not injure…”
The surgery proceeded slowly, everyone was anxious!
When Liang Xiong held the F4 diater catheter inside, under the image, everyone suddenly found the catheter couldn’t penetrate along the malford blood vessel!
This sight made Liang Xiong freeze!
What does this an…
It ans this segnt of the vessel’s compliance differs from normal vessels, why is this?
The surgery suddenly couldn’t proceed further!
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Ps: More will follow, but everyone should sleep early, check them out in the morning… maybe tomorrow noon.
Thanks to the big spender for disguising themselves with an 80,000 reward, thank you boss!
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