Liao Kai also notified Feng Tiancheng in time. Feng Tiancheng knew that his son was twitching and foaming at the mouth. He quickly put down everything in his hand and rushed to the hospital. Strangely, why did his son suddenly do this?

"Son, son! Son, how are you doing?" Feng Tiancheng shouted when he arrived at the hospital.

"Feng Tiancheng!" Mo Long, who came back from going to the toilet, was extremely surprised when he saw Feng Tiancheng running towards the psychiatric department. He thought, why did he come here for nothing?

"Where is my son?" Feng Tiancheng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Long's arm and asked anxiously.

"How do I know where your son is?" Mo Long looked at Feng Tiancheng in surprise. Why is he crazy? "Mr. Feng, are you a patient here?"

Liao Kai also notified Feng Tiancheng in time. Feng Tiancheng knew that his son was twitching and foaming at the mouth. He quickly put down everything in his hand and rushed to the hospital. Strangely, why did his son suddenly do this?

"Mr. Feng, the young master is in the first aid!" At this time, Dean Zhao Changde heard Feng Tiancheng's yelling and hurriedly walked out of the inside and said.

"Old Zhao, how is Zihe?" Feng Tiancheng saw Zhao Changde coming out of it, and quickly ran forward to ask.

"Mr. Feng, don't be anxious. The young master is in the middle of first aid." Zhao Changde said in a hurry.

"Ah, I'm all first aid!" Feng Tiancheng was shocked when he heard this. Why did he have first aid? Once first aid, it's not that he's not far from death! "Old Zhao, you must protect my son from being fine, you must do it. How much money can you make sure he's fine. You said, even if I lose everything, I will repay you!"

"Dong!" Hearing Feng Tiancheng's words, Zhao Changde was stunned. What does it mean to ensure that it is okay? If there is something wrong, even if I move to Jinshan, I will die. Also, even if I lose everything, I will repay you? What should I do for myself? Although Zhao Changde's attitude towards money is better, Feng Tiancheng's money is not something I can take casually.

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, even if we fight for our lives, we will do our best to cure the young master." Zhao Changde could only say this. Being loyal when in a difficult situation is the wisest and most effective.

"Okay, if you can't cure, you will have no life." Feng Tiancheng said directly.

"...Yes." Zhao Changde was speechless again. He wouldn't say that if he had known it, he thought that if his son had a problem in this hospital, he might have really found a killer to give them the result.

At this time, the door of the emergency room was pushed open and a attending physician hurried out from inside.

"Is Zihe dead?" Feng Tiancheng asked loudly after hearing this.

"Ah, no, Mr. Feng, Zihe, many masters are not dead yet." The doctor said.

"Bang!" As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he felt a slap on his face with a scorching slap. Zhao Changde glared at the doctor angrily: "How do you speak? The young master is lucky and has a natural life, so how can he die!"

"Ah..." The doctor had something important to report, but he didn't expect that he was slapped by Zhao Changde in the face and felt angry. "Yes, yes, the young master is born, not a life, he has great fortune and great fortune." He thought to himself, if he didn't let me say it, he would be dead.

"You're calling me a human being?" Feng Tiancheng said with a glaring at the doctor.

"Ah! No, Mr. Feng, I, I'm not scolding you, I'm..." The doctor didn't know what to say.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you don't treat the young master well, why are you running out? Be careful that I will drive you!" Zhao Changde said sincerely in front of Feng Tiancheng again.

"I..." The doctor really cried. He had something to discuss when he came out, and it was related to Feng Zihe's life.

"Old Sun, have you found the ventilator? The young master is almost out of the way." At this time, another doctor ran out and urged him.

"Ah, ventilator!" Hearing this, Zhao Changde was shocked, looked at Lao Sun, and slapped Lao Sun in the face again, "Do you want to kill the young master? If you need a ventilator, why don't you go and fuck me and Mr. Feng, Sun Mao, I think you really don't want to do it anymore!" Zhao Changde said again.

Franz? I won’t even fuck you, Sun Mao was convinced!

"I..." Sun Mao wanted to strangle Zhao Changde to death now, but he only knew that he would flatter and seek credit in front of Feng Tiancheng and do nothing. "Director Zhao, I, I just came out to say, but you... that's it, because today a large truck hit a car and sent more than a dozen seriously injured people. There were very few ventilators left, but now they were all used. There are no extra ventilators at all!" Sun Mao said in pain.

"Ah!" Zhao Changde was stunned when he heard this.

"Parase, my son is going to die. You still say that there is no ventilator, so you can't pull it from others!" Feng Tiancheng said in a frustration.

"Pull out someone else's!" Zhao Changde, Sun Mao and the doctor who just ran out were all shocked. And there is such a thing, if someone pulls someone else's, what should others do?

"Yes, pull out other people's things. Pull out other people's things. How can the young master's golden life be comparable to others? Go and pull out!" Zhao Changde said. Feng Tiancheng is the emperor in his eyes, how could he be disobedient!

"Ah...this..." Sun Mao was speechless when he heard this. It's OK. "Then, President Feng, Dean, who do we pick?"

"Putting..." Zhao Changde didn't know what to say. Since he was on the ventilator, it must be extremely needed. If he pulled it out, what if the patient died?

"My son is so critical, of course he is the one who is closest to him. Go and do it quickly. Are you looking for death? Go quickly!" Feng Tiancheng was about to be crazy.

"Yes! Mr. Feng!" Although Sun Mao thought it was too despicable to do this, this was Feng Tiancheng's hospital. Who dared to say no to him? Whatever he said was what. Sun Mao and the doctor who ran out from behind quickly went out to do it.

Sun Mao and another doctor rushed to the mental ward next to Feng Zihe because he was using a ventilator. An old man with white hair lies in the ward, but it seemed to be very obvious. He was not like the other shriveled old men in their seventies or eighties, but now they have some difficulty breathing, so they use a ventilator.

"Old Sun, what should I do?" Another doctor looked at Sun Mao and asked.

"What should I do? Mr. Feng is almost helpless over there, please take it off! And he is an old man, and probably doesn't have much life." Sun Mao couldn't bear it, but he had no choice.

"Okay. Even if something happens, we are not the first one to look for!" said another doctor, and then the two of them went forward.

Sun Mao and the doctor came to the old man, looked at the ventilator, and paused for a moment, but when he thought of Feng Tiancheng and Zhao Changde, he stopped hesitating and started to pull out the ventilator.

Sun Mao started his hand and tried hard, but he didn't pull it off. Because when the ventilator works normally, it is difficult to separate it like the human respiratory system.

"Come and help me." Sun Mao said to another doctor.
Chapter completed!