Chapter 1206 The Severely Ill Old Man

"That's for sure. Since Brother Dong has such trust in me, I will definitely not let down your love and will take care of this place to the best of my ability."

With a bright smile on Xiaohu's face, he immediately began to tell Zhou Dong about the hospital's progress over the past period of time.

"Brother Dong, our hospital has recently accepted a group of doctors who have returned from overseas studies, and there are many experts. I have given them better treatment and recruited these talents. Our hospital will definitely be able to do well in the future. Go to fame."

Zhou Dong was also very satisfied with Xiaohu's move. He smiled and nodded, agreeing with his approach.

"Yes, you did a good job, but we still have to stick to one purpose, that is, doctors serve patients wholeheartedly. We must not be formalistic. We must let patients experience the warmth of the hospital."

Xiaohu nodded hurriedly, hearing every word Zhou Dong said in his heart.

While Zhou Dong was chatting with Xiaohu, he was patrolling the hospital and watching the people coming and going.

The two people walked slowly in the corridor, and Xiaohu took this opportunity to start telling him about things in the hospital.

But Zhou Dong's footsteps suddenly stopped outside a ward, and his face suddenly turned cold, as if he heard something.

Xiaohu didn't understand why Zhou Dong made such a sudden move. He just looked at him with a surprised look and hesitated whether to lead him forward.

In the ward, a gray-haired old man was lying on the bed with many tubes inserted into his body and an oxygen mask on his mouth. He looked depressed and seemed to be seriously ill.

Fortunately, the old man still had some consciousness and was listening to the doctor.

Several doctors were operating a very complex instrument and seemed to be conducting a full-body examination on the old man. However, their eyes were fixed on the screen, their brows were furrowed tightly, and there was a look of disappointment on their faces.

The instrument made a beeping sound, and a curve was displayed on it. The result did not seem to be very good.

A test form had been printed out from the printer next to it. The doctor pulled it out, picked it up and looked at it with a frown, then let out a sigh.

Several other doctors also approached him, all looking at the printed sheet, and the serious expressions on their faces seemed to indicate that the old man's condition was particularly serious.

"Dr. Li, how is the situation? Are the results of this examination any better than last time?" One of the younger doctors came over and asked.

The middle-aged doctor shook his head in frustration. After several seconds, he slowly spoke.

"His test results are not much different from the previous ones, and the situation still doesn't look good, and there seems to be no way to continue."

"That is to say, the old man's illness is hopeless. He has been undergoing treatment for a long time, and the results have not improved. It seems that we are helpless."

All the doctors sighed helplessly and turned to the old man lying on the hospital bed, their eyes full of regret.

The old man seemed to have read some information from the doctor's expression, and his whole person became depressed.

"Doctor, is my illness hopeless? I have been lying in the hospital for so long and received treatment for so long, but I don't feel any improvement in my body. No one has come to say that I can be discharged. I wonder if things have gotten worse?"

Facing the old man's question, several doctors also looked up at each other. Although his guess was not wrong, everyone was hesitant to tell him such a cruel fact.

In the end, the doctors decided to give the old man a white lie to make him at least not feel so comfortable.

I have already suffered from such a serious illness. If I didn't have an optimistic attitude, I'm afraid the illness would really be untreatable.

"Old man, don't think so much. Our hospital has the most advanced equipment and experts. We will definitely find a way to cure your disease. Just keep an optimistic attitude every day. As long as you fully cooperate with the doctor, we are I will do my best! ”

The old man seemed to have understood something already. He just smiled and accepted his current situation.

"Hey, I am an old man. I have lived to this age. I have lived a long time. Even if I have some incurable diseases in my body, I will not be so entangled. People are always going to die. This I’m quite open to it.”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, which surprised the doctors.

"Brother Dong, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhou Dong staring at the old man in the ward, Xiaohu couldn't help but look back inside.

But I found out that the old man was just an ordinary patient, so I felt doubtful again.

"Brother Dong, I understand that you feel sad for this patient, but it is very common for this kind of thing to happen in the hospital. We often see life and death matters, and we are probably used to it."

"Almost all the doctors who treat this old man have tried their best. Now there is really no other way. However, everyone is still working hard to find a solution and has not given up on this patient."

Afraid that Zhou Dong would blame them for their poor service, Xiaohu hurried forward to explain.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go in and take a look."

Zhou Dong seemed to be moved by the old man's optimism and pushed the door open and walked in.

When several doctors heard the noise behind the door, they turned around almost at the same time and saw Xiaohu and Zhou Dong.

"Boss Zhou, Manager Xiaohu, why are you here?" Several doctors' eyes also showed a very surprised light, as if they did not expect two big men to come in at this time.

Xiaohu also knew that Zhou Dong wanted to spend some time alone with the old man, so he stretched out his hand to signal several doctors to go out.

"Oh, Boss Zhou wants to come over here to see, you guys go out to study the condition first, let Boss Zhou stay with the old man for a while."

Several doctors nodded, turned around and walked out, gently closing the door for them.

"Brother Dong, these doctors have left, if you have anything to say, talk to this patient." Xiaohu whispered in Zhou Dong's ear, and sat in the corner of the ward, not disturbing him anymore.

The old man did not know Zhou Dong, but when he saw him walking towards him, he still smiled slightly, as a greeting to him.

"Old man, do you feel unwell now?"