When the ambulance drove to the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou City, it was almost time to get off work, but Yang Hui'e was the wife of the old director and the mother of the secretary of the No. 1 Chief Secretary of Jiangzhou City. She was injured. Even if it was the third update at midnight, the hospital would not dare to neglect the situation at all.

As soon as the ambulance arrived, the hospital's director Chen Weimin and the orthopedic department director were already waiting in the emergency clinic building, and immediately arranged medical staff to conduct necessary examinations such as taking pictures for Yang Hui'e.

When Yang Hui'e finished the examination and was admitted to the VIP ward, Yang Hui'e's son, Feng Zhengcheng, the secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee, had already rushed to the hospital after hearing the news.

Feng Wenbo has a son and a daughter, but none of them inherited his medical skills. His son was in politics and his daughter showed high business talent since childhood. After graduating from university, he went to Harvard Business School to study for a master's degree. After graduating from the master's degree, he went to Hong Kong to develop because he did not like the domestic business environment. Later, he met a like-minded boyfriend Wu Changyu in Hong Kong. The two got married and developed their careers together. Now the Wu family has become a wealthy family in Hong Kong.

Feng Zhengcheng is a younger brother, with a medium figure, a national face, a high nose bridge, and a bright eyes. He looks like a very majestic middle-aged man. Feng Zhengcheng is forty years old and has been sitting in the position of Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee for two years. He is one of the youngest and promising local officials in Jiangnan Province.

As his name suggests, Feng Zhengcheng belongs to the category of honesty and upright among domestic officials. In the past two years of taking office, he has done a few practical things, and his reputation and influence among the people of Jiangzhou City are quite good.

As soon as Feng Zhengcheng arrived at the ward, he asked Feng Wenbo nervously: "Dad, how are your mother falling? Is it serious?"

Feng Wenbo sighed after hearing this, "It's a bit troublesome. There are probably surgery required for comminuted fractures of the sciatica, but fortunately, the sciatic nerve was not damaged."

Although Feng Zhengcheng has no son to inherit his father's business, his father has often forcibly instilled a lot of medical knowledge since he was a child. He knows that the sciatica is an important skeleton that supports the human body. It is generally difficult to completely heal the fracture of the sciatica in less than three or four months. Even if heals, walking or sitting will inevitably be affected. As for injury to the sciatica nerve, it will be even more troublesome, and you may be paralyzed directly.

Although her mother has not injured the sciatic nerve, the comminuted fracture of the sciatica is already very serious. Even a strong young man is probably going to take five or six months to fully heal. Moreover, her mother is already seventy years old this year, and healing will definitely be slower. Moreover, life lies in exercise, and the elderly are even more so. The comminuted fracture of the sciatica must have to rest for a while and spend it in the hospital bed. It is estimated that the elderly can get sick after holding it in this period. So Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but feel worried and anxious when he heard this, but he did not dare to show it too much. Instead, he comforted: "It's okay, my mother has always been in good health. I will arrange for someone to take my mother to the Provincial People's Hospital and ask their orthopedic director to perform surgery on her mother in person."

"What kind of provincial people's hospital do you think your municipal party secretary can do it, but I, an old Chinese doctor, cannot do it? The most important thing now is the postoperative recovery problem. I am worried that your mother is old and can't compare to young people, and she will suffer so much." Feng Wenbo said angrily when he heard this.

Feng Wenbo has always hoped that his son could inherit his medical skills, but his son chose to go to politics, which made Feng Wenbo feel resentful. What made Feng Wenbo the most unhappy was that the officials in China were more popular than doctors who saved lives and helped the wounded.

"Okay, Old Feng, don't your son care about me?" Although Yang Hui'e felt so painful in her butt, she felt sorry for her son. She immediately glared at Feng Wenbo and said, then forced a relaxed smile to Feng Zhengcheng and said: "Zhengcheng, mom is fine. Director Zheng of the orthopedic department just said that mom is in good health and will be fine if she has surgery for a few months of rest."

Feng Zhengcheng naturally knew that his mother was afraid that he would worry, so he deliberately said it more relaxed. Looking at the smile on his mother's face, his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore, and he nodded and said, "That's the best."

As he said that, Feng Zhengcheng turned to Feng Wenbo and said, "Dad, I think postoperative rehabilitation is a problem, and surgery is also a problem. Why not send it to the Provincial People's Hospital? After all, the medical equipment and environment there are better than Jiangzhou."

"I don't want to go to the Provincial People's Hospital. I'm having troubles and troubles, and I'm not familiar with the place. Unlike Jiangzhou, many of them are teachers and students in our medical school. In the past, your father was also the dean here, and everyone was familiar with the heads." Before Feng Wenbo's answer, Yang Hui'e had already spoken out and opposed it.

"Mom!" Seeing that his mother objected, Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but shouted anxiously, then turned his eyes to his father, hoping that his father could help persuade him.

"Let's do it, let's put the hospital and surgery on it first. I'll call your uncle first to ask. Maybe he doesn't have a solution." Feng Wenbo said, pulling his chin-pulling beard.

In fact, Feng Wenbo thought of calling Xia Yunjie just now, but he really had no face to call him. You know, Xia Yunjie clearly told him that Yang Hui'e should not go out today, but now he called him to tell him that Yang Hui'e was injured. Doesn't this mean that he didn't feel at all about uncle's words? Of course, he could also say that Yang Hui'e didn't listen to advice, but Feng Wenbo would rather Xia Yunjie be dissatisfied with his nephew than have a bad impression of his wife.

When Feng Wenbo said this, Feng Zhengcheng, Secretary of the Feng Municipal Party Committee, was filled with thoughts.

Uncle? His grandfather is a younger brother, but he passed away when he was young. Why did an uncle suddenly pop up again? And from what his father meant, this uncle seemed to have a very clever medical skills? How could this be possible? If there was such an uncle, his nephew and grandson shouldn't have no idea?

"Old Feng, will you be in a dilemma? Also, this is a comminuted fracture, which is a bit serious. Didn't you say that it is difficult to reset using traditional Chinese medicine techniques, or is it better for Western medicine surgery? Could it be that Xia, cough cough, uncle master has a solution?" Yang Hui'e naturally knew that the uncle Feng Wenbo mentioned was Xia Yunjie, and hesitated and asked.

However, although he didn't have much confidence in Xia Yunjie's medical skills, Yang Hui'e finally admitted the identity of Xia Yunjie's uncle and changed her words.

"Uncle Master? What uncle?" Feng Wenbo finally couldn't help asking with a puzzled look.

"It's your grandfather's junior brother." Feng Wenbo replied casually, then patted Yang Hui'e's back of his hand and comforted him: "It's really difficult to reset using traditional Chinese medicine techniques in your situation, but I had communicated with my uncle in the morning. His medical skills should be higher than mine, maybe he can do it."

After saying that, Feng Wenbo took out his cell phone and called Xia Yunjie. It was not that he had a life with his family and had to avoid making a call. But Xia Yunjie had already reminded him in advance, but now he called for help. He was afraid that Xia Yunjie would be angry and refused to take action. He would inevitably apologize and beg for help at that time, but it was not appropriate for Yang Hui'e to hear it.

Seeing his father leaving the ward with the phone, Feng Zhengcheng asked Yang Hui'e in confusion: "Grandpa's junior brother? Why have I never sounded it before?"

"Your dad just met today," Yang Hui'e replied with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Oh, so that's it. I said, why haven't I heard from my dad?" Feng Zhengcheng didn't think much about it and said relieved after hearing this.

Yang Hui'e looked at her son and pulled the corners of her mouth. She wanted to mention Xia Yunjie was very young and had any bloody disasters, but in the end she felt that this was too incredible. His son would definitely think that she was talking nonsense. Besides, she didn't know the specific origin and history. She thought that Feng Wenbo would explain it to Feng Zhengcheng at that time.

"But since I am my grandfather's junior brother, I think the medical skills must be very good. Maybe you don't need surgery, mom." Feng Zhengcheng did not notice his mother's abnormality and continued.

Although he chose to go into politics at the beginning, Feng Zhengcheng was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine and was still confident in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Hope." Yang Hui'e said with a forced smile.

Although the accuracy of Xia Yunjie's prediction made Yang Hui'e feel frightened and incredible when she thinks about it, he was too young after all and Yang Hui'e was not very sure about his medical skills. Moreover, traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine have their own strengths and weaknesses. Western medicine surgery is indeed better than conservative treatment of traditional Chinese medicine. Yang Hui'e is a university professor. Although she prefers traditional Chinese medicine treatment because of her husband, she believes in science and facts more.

Feng Wenbo quickly dialed Xia Yunjie's mobile phone number. After the phone was connected, Feng Wenbo called Uncle Voice and stopped, but he didn't know how to mention Yang Hui'e.

"Is there something wrong with Wenbo?" Xia Yunjie felt a hint of abnormality from this uncle's voice, and asked actively after hearing this.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry, it's Hui'e..." Feng Wenbo gritted his teeth and said when he heard this.

"Professor Yang is injured? Is it serious?" Xia Yunjie immediately thought of Yang Hui'e's bloody disaster when he heard this, frowned slightly and interrupted.
Chapter completed!