Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Yang Delong said anxiously: "Then ask them to perform surgery on my son!"

"Yes, as long as I can save my love, I'll do anything!" Su Xiu seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Wang Gaoyuan followed up and said, "Doctor Wen, I'm the director of the Beibingyang Factory. As long as Haiyang can be cured, we don't care how much the surgery fee costs. Haiyang is a model worker and advanced worker in our factory. We will save him at all costs!"

"I'm the chief surgeon at a district hospital, how can I have any say in that?"

Looking at the stupid yet clear eyes of the crowd, Wen Xingquan smiled helplessly and said, "Zhou Haiyang and Zhong Huainan are from the Central Health Commission, and are among the best experts in the country. Their appointments for medical treatment and surgery have to be scheduled for a month later!"

"Let me tell you something unpleasant. Not to mention ordinary workers, even officials of Director Wang's rank don't have the opportunity to seek medical treatment!"

Everyone was stunned.

But we have to admit that what Wen Xingquan said is true.

People are never equal.

In an era when most people were worried about how to have enough food and clothing, certain groups were already drinking imported red wine, eating Western food, listening to rock jazz by Teresa Teng, dancing ballroom dance and disco, reading the yellow and gray books "for critical reference", and watching internal reference movies.

Wen Xingquan said: "Of course, if any of you know them, or can contact them through connections to arrange transfer to another hospital for surgery, that's also possible!"

Yang Delong looked at Wang Gaoyuan and pleaded pitifully: "Director Wang, do you know Zhou Haiyang and Zhong Huainan?"

He felt sad deep in his heart!

Originally, he felt that with the collective, he would have no worries about food and clothing, and even his birth, aging, sickness and death would be taken care of by the factory.

He has a working-class toughness and pride, and disdains anything like using connections to get in through the back door.

But now, for the sake of his son's life, he had to put aside his self-esteem!

Wang Gaoyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Old Yang, you think too highly of me. In the factory, I am a big shot, but in the city, I am nothing!"

Yang Delong was suddenly filled with despair. His eyes fell on Song Zhilan, who was frowning and thinking beside him. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and begged, "Director Song, do you know Zhou Haiyang and the others?"

Song Zhilan said cheerfully: "I know Zhou Haiyang, let me give him a call and try!"

"Thank you, thank you, Director Song!" Yang Delong was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down to Song Zhilan.

Song Zhilan went to the hospital office and called Zhou Haiyang to tell him the situation.

Zhou Haiyang readily agreed and rushed over half an hour later.

Zhou Haiyang checked the patient's condition and the medical records, and said solemnly, "To be honest, the patient has too much intracranial hemorrhage. I am not sure about this operation!"

"This is how to do ah?"

In everyone's eyes, Zhou Haiyang is already a top-notch doctor. If he can't do anything, then Yang Haibo's condition is really dangerous.

Zhou Haiyang said: "Tiantan Hospital's craniotomy technology is not as good as 301 Hospital. I suggest you ask Zhong Huainan from 301 Hospital to help. If he can help, it will definitely work!"

Song Zhilan said with a smile: "Ocean, Mr. Zhong and I don't have much friendship, why don't you make the call?"

"You're the one who asked. Otherwise, I would never have made this call."

Zhou Haiyang nodded and said, "There was a fierce battle in the southern battlefield recently. The field hospital was not enough, so many seriously injured soldiers were airlifted in. The 301 Hospital was out of beds. Mr. Zhong was under a lot of work pressure and had a bad temper. He would explode at any moment!"

"Thank you then!" Song Zhilan said with a smile.

Zhou Haiyang immediately went to the hospital office and called Zhong Huainan to explain the situation.

Who would have thought that Zhong Huainan would explode when he was only halfway through his words: "Old Zhou, what's wrong with you? Do you know how many wounded soldiers have been transported here from the southern battlefield? The corridors are full of wounded soldiers, and the warehouses are full of people. They are all damn war heroes. The doctors in our hospital haven't had a rest for three days and three nights, and you're still looking for trouble!"

"I'm telling you, no one can open this back door, not even the king of heaven can do it, I say!"

Then, the call was hung up.

Zhou Haiyang spread his hands helplessly and said: "You have seen it too, Mr. Zhong even scolded me. I tried my best. If I call him again, he might report it to the Ministry of Health!" After that, he stood up and said goodbye.

Seeing this, Song Zhilan had no choice but to send Zhou Haiyang out.

Wen Xingquan comforted Yang Delong and said, "Comrade Delong, let's start with conservative treatment. I prescribed mannitol for your son to lower his intracranial blood pressure. If he has a strong will, there should be a 10% chance that he will wake up."

Yang Delong burst into tears instantly.

A 10% chance... It's almost impossible to wake up, and I'll have to be a vegetable for the rest of my life.

What should the daughter-in-law do? She is not even 30 years old and has to stay alone in an empty house. Who can bear this?

Su Xiu burst into tears instantly, and then suddenly pointed at Yang Delong angrily and cursed: "Dad, Haibo is in this situation because of you!"

"What? I, it was my fault?" Yang Delong was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

Su Xiu wiped her tears and cried, "When Haibo got into trouble, we were putting up the beams. Everyone listened to Yingchun's orders and stopped the construction. Only he was like a fool, still carrying sand downstairs. Yingchun couldn't even scold him!"

Yang Delong said in a trembling voice: "He does have a lack of safety awareness, but he is also doing this to catch up with the progress, to get the production line up as soon as possible, and for the benefit of the collective..."

"Collective interests are bullshit! He obviously learned this from you, pretending to be positive and showing off!"

Su Xiu shouted, "But he wasn't like this before. If you hadn't disciplined him so much, would he have been so reckless? Would he have been hit by the beam?"

Yang Delong's face turned pale. He didn't expect that his daughter-in-law was so dissatisfied with him!

Wang Gaoyuan quickly advised: "Comrade Su Xiu, calm down. Your father is also very sad about Haibo's accident!"

"He's not sad at all. He wishes his whole family had died and become martyrs or model workers. Only then would he feel honored and comfortable, and be proud of himself!"

Su Xiu was completely furious. She ignored Wang Gaoyuan's persuasion and vented all the anger that she had been holding back in her heart. She cursed, "It was he who pointed at that lame leg every day and taught Haibo to be proactive and to go forward even when there were difficulties. Even if there were no difficulties, he would create them and go forward!"

"You keep saying things like 'the bolder the people, the more productive the land' and 'the roar of the oil workers will shake the earth' all the time, as if you are such a hero and so great. But in fact, you are totally unscientific, don't care about work safety, and don't care about your health. You just do things recklessly and don't care about anything when you get excited! Now something has happened, I know I am worried, but do you have the ability to wake Haibo up?"

"What collective interest is more valuable than a life?"

Yang Delong's face was twisted like a crumpled rag, as if he was exhausted. His body swayed a few times, and he slowly squatted on the ground, covering his face and crying silently.