260: Chapter 255: The Vegetative Person 260: Chapter 255: The Vegetative Person “He had asked for leave yesterday, so I didn’t ntion it because you were too busy, but he probably won’t be able to make it today,” Bai Lan replied honestly.
Yun Xinyan murmured a response, the brilliance on her face visibly diminished, marked by a sense of unexplained loss.
Although she was about to rush to the provincial city to pull so strings, the absence of Ye Tian by her side made her feel as if sothing was missing, and it was an unpleasant feeling.
“Are the gifts for Elder Fei prepared?” Yun Xinyan shifted her focus back to work.
“They were prepared last night and have already been placed in the car,” Bai Lan responded.
Having worked with Yun Xinyan for not just a day or two, Bai Lan knew her old classmate’s temperant well: decisive and efficient, never procrastinating.
The things she needed had to be ready overnight; last-minute preparations were absolutely unacceptable.
“Good, tell the fleet to get ready, we’re heading to the provincial city now.”
Yun Xinyan made a swift decision, donned an Armani leather trench coat, and wore calfskin booties, her tall figure and deanor exceptionally distinguished; she epitomized the image of a domineering female CEO.
Two minutes later, a team consisting of the core leaders of the corporation grandly appeared in the building’s parking lot.
These individuals were all elite backbone of their fields.
Yun Xinyan glanced at her watch and nodded, “Those who didn’t eat breakfast will eat in the car.
It’s urgent, everyone be ready to adapt as needed, let’s go!”
With that, she got into the lead vehicle of the fleet, an impressive top-tier business SUV, which led the way, followed by a fleet of identical Audi A4s, each featuring the Yun Corporation’s logo—mighty and imposing, and the scene was as grand as if a provincial governor was on an inspection visit.
The fleet of over a dozen luxury sedans, with hazard lights flashing, passed through the bustling city center and directly onto the highway heading out of the provincial city.
Roadside traffic police, mistaking it for a municipal leader’s convoy, efficiently directed traffic, implenting a temporary traffic control for five minutes and saluted sharply, only realizing sothing was amiss after the entire fleet had passed.
Yun Xinyan was not a person fond of vanity; the grand spectacle was not for showing off but a business strategy.
Deploying a fleet worth nearly ten million demonstrated the corporation’s substantial capital, naturally dispelling all rumors about the corporation’s impending bankruptcy.
Having such significant backing, the corporation could better command respect and admiration from rivals.
Sotis, the saying “wealth should not be flaunted” simply doesn’t apply in the business world—a fact Yun Xinyan understood well.
The spectacular fleet smoothly cruised along the highway, consistently maintaining a speed around one hundred kiloters per hour.
The sky was overcast, creating a gloomy mood, and inside the lead SUV, Yun Xinyan frowned, “Where the hell did Ye Tian go?
He’s not answering his phone either.
Doesn’t he know what day it is?”
Without Ye Tian by her side, Yun Xinyan always felt sowhat at a loss, as if sothing was missing.
At this mont, Yun Xinyan, who was worried about a project worth hundreds of millions, didn’t know that Ye Tian was rushing madly to the hospital.
The incident had occurred suddenly and his phone, left at ho charging, was forgotten.
Ye Tian drove the McLaren recklessly on the roads, overtaking dangerously ti after ti, speeding towards the First People’s Hospital, the accelerator floored, the gear persistently in fifth, never downshifting.
The McLaren kept overtaking, taking shortcuts through narrow alleys, knocking over countless garbage bins and wicker baskets, the scene resembling a blockbuster Hollywood movie.
“Peaceful Policewoman, you must not die, wait for to see you one last ti!” Ye Tianxin yelled inwardly.
Actually, Ye Tian had planned to go to the provincial city to help his wife deal with that Mr.
Fei, using business connections for this purpose, and just when everything was in order, he suddenly received a call from Wang Ke’er.
However, the person on the phone was not Wang Ke’er but her colleague from the police station, a man with a firm voice, who imdiately said, “Captain Wang is unconscious and keeps ntioning your na; co to the hospital quickly, this might be your last chance to see her.”
At that mont, Ye Tian was stunned, his body jolted as if struck by electricity, his face turning pale instantly.
Wang Ke’er was the captain of the criminal police in the municipal bureau, dealing not with neighborhood disputes but major and serious cases, constantly battling with extrely vicious criminals, protecting the safety of the public, and contributing to the stability and harmony of society.
She literally risked her life every day.
It’s no exaggeration to say that once one becos a criminal officer, it’s like putting one’s head on the line, always ready to make the ultimate sacrifice for the country.
The call ca from a colleague in the criminal police team, and if he spoke in such terms, it certainly wasn’t a mistake—no one would joke about such a matter.
Wang Ke’er probably didn’t make it.
Ye Tianxin was struck with grief, and imdiately drove toward the hospital, leaving his phone in the presidential suite, forgetting to take it.
In doing so, he missed Yun Xinyan’s call.
“The unbowed policewoman, I haven’t even given you a breast massage yet, you absolutely can’t die, you just can’t die!” Ye Tianxin said, his grief overwhelming him, resenting only that the car was too slow.
For Ye Tianxin, this terrible news was too sudden, he had a hard ti accepting it.
How could Wang Ke’er suddenly be injured on duty?
The job of a criminal policeman is too dangerous, always dealing with criminals, truly not a task for ordinary people.
The First People’s Hospital is located in the Xicheng District of Jiangcheng City, on the outskirts of the city center, with fully equipped dical facilities and skilled dical staff, making it one of the most renowned hospitals in all of Jiangcheng, second only to the best-equipped Municipal Hospital.
At this mont, on the third floor of the hospital’s neurosurgery departnt, two young criminal police officers, looking grief-stricken, were standing in front of the ICU.
Both n were police academy classmates, newly assigned to the criminal police team, and their squad leader Wang Ke’er, with five years of police experience, had been their ntor.
Now, through the thick isolation window, looking at their ntor lying quietly in the intensive care unit, the hearts of the two graduates were nearly shattered.
The city’s Public Security Bureau leaders had just visited, and the chief physician ntioned that Wang Ke’er’s condition was not optimistic, she might be in a coma for a long ti, and they should even prepare for the worst.
The Director imdiately flew into a rage.
He said, “Wang Ke’er is not an ordinary police officer.
She is a heroine of our police force.
I don’t care what you do, but you must wake her up; otherwise, you’ll have to answer to .”
The attending physician was also helpless and had painstakingly explained for a long ti, but the Director simply won’t listen.
Once he’d had his say, if Wang Ke’er didn’t wake up, then the hospital had better be ready to face the wrath of the entire police force.
The two newcors, who had never seen the Director so enraged, realized that their ntor’s injuries were indeed very serious, and she might never wake up.
Thinking of this, the grief washed over the two graduates, and the young n in their twenties cried like children.
After the Director left, the District Political Commissioner and Secretary also ca to pay their respects, bringing bunches of flowers, bags of fruit, and a second-class hero award certificate.
The flowers and fruit baskets filled up the entrance to the ICU, and since there was no more room inside, they were placed in the hallway.
The entire floor was filled with the scent of flowers and fruit, but no one felt cheerful; everyone was downcast and deeply distressed.
At eight in the morning, the day shift nurse replaced the night shift nurse.
She put on a mask, donned protective clothing, and went into the intensive care unit for the night change, changing the catheter for this heroine.
The patient, in a comatose state, couldn’t urinate normally and needed a catheter to prevent organ damage.
Wang Ke’er, usually so impressive in her deanor, lay quietly in the monitoring room in her white and blue striped hospital gown, her arms and legs filled with wires and tubes.
An oxygen mask was constantly over her mouth, never leaving for 24 hours, for without an oxygen supply, her life would end instantly.
The experienced nurse was calm and well-suited to care for such a critical patient.
Her movents were quick and skilled as she removed the old gauze, disinfected and treated Wang Ke’er’s wounds, and applied new gauze gently.
She must be extrely cautious— the chief had instructed that this critical patient was not ordinary and needed careful attention.
Indeed, even if the chief hadn’t instructed, the experienced nurse would still handle it carefully.
Every patient staying in the ICU was critical, and not the slightest negligence was tolerable.
The two police academy graduates stood in front of the glass window, watching their ntor being carefully attended to by the nurse, her body completely at others’ rcy, unable to move at all, she had essentially beco the legendary “vegetable,” which only worsened their mood.
At that mont, the chief physician ca out for ward rounds, followed by a large group of young doctors, all hurriedly moving to the front of the ICU, all had changed into sterile attire.
“This patient is a female police officer, who was brought to the ergency room late last night and then transferred to our ICU.
Here is her brain CT, and here is the MRI.
There’s a clear severe impact on the brain, resulting in coma, and there is intracranial bleeding, but no contrast enhancent.
Generally, cases like this are rare,”
The chief physician introduced evenly; perhaps, in his professional view, the person lying on the hospital bed wasn’t just a person anymore but more like a dical specin, subject to his cold, objective analysis, devoid of any human sentint.
“In the past, when I encountered such patients, I would directly tell the family to give up treatnt, as there was no more treatnt significance.
We call this kind of condition, similar to a vegetative state, a special state of human existence that retains so instinctive neural reflexes and tabolic capacity for substances and energy, but cognitive abilities are completely lost, including the ability to recognize one’s own existence, without any voluntary activity, referred to as a vegetative state, commonly known as a coma.”
The chief physician spoke calmly and clearly, aligning perfectly with what’s written in textbooks, demonstrating his profound dical expertise.
However, to the ears of the two interns, his words were piercing, heartbreaking.
Normally, their ntor was full of life, even winning the city-wide police combat championship.
How could she have beco a ”vegetable”?
This was truly saddening, impossible to accept.
But grief aside, sadness aside, they had to believe in modern dicine.
Both graduates were aware that this chief physician held a high position in the hospital, personally endorsed by the Director, with exquisite dical skills, truly a dical authority, and his words were considered irrefutable.
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