This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

The most important program on New Year's Eve is the Spring Festival Gala.

There is a wall-mounted TV in the small rest room next to the emergency room. It is usually used by medical staff to rest when they are tired, and it also serves as a place to eat.

After treating the intoxicated patient, Zhou Cheng, having nothing else to do for the time being, went to the small rest room.

The small rest room is specifically for doctors on duty in the emergency room. It is very small, with only a bed, a sofa, and a TV.

It was already 8:30, and the Spring Festival Gala had begun.

Zhou Cheng doesn't quite remember how he felt watching the Spring Festival Gala when he was a child. Now, watching the Spring Festival Gala programs always feels like something tasteless but not worth throwing away.

Taking advantage of his free time, Zhou Cheng watched TV for a few minutes, then made a video call to his parents and chatted for a bit.

Lin Wei is probably reuniting with her family; Zhou Cheng just sent her a message.

Su Yi, on the other hand, seemed to have a lot of free time. He sent Zhou Cheng several videos, all of which showed him winning money playing mahjong at home.

Zhou Cheng could only sigh, "That's pure envy, jealousy, and hatred!"

……

Meanwhile, in a residential area in Jinghua...

A family, who had just left the emergency room, helped the intoxicated patient and hurriedly returned home.

The house was spotless, with the character "福" (good fortune) pasted on the walls and peanuts, melon seeds, and fruit laid out on the table, exuding the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

The woman in the red coat quickly helped the drunk man sit on the sofa, covered him with a light blanket, and poured him a glass of warm water, saying, "Honey, rest a little longer. I'll go heat up the food. The Spring Festival Gala has already started, let's eat and watch it together."

The drunk man leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and took a breath, his face still showing signs of fatigue.

"I'm fine. That doctor was just trying to scam us out of money. A little over a thousand yuan would have been enough for us to buy several kilograms of meat and some New Year's goods. Luckily, I didn't listen to him."

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had just signed the consent form in the emergency room moved a stool over and sat down next to her, chiming in, "That's right, brother. That doctor was making a mountain out of a molehill. We're perfectly fine, aren't we? After watching the Spring Festival Gala, get a good night's sleep, and you'll be completely fine tomorrow."

The old lady in the family also brought over a plate of fruit, looking at the man with concern: "You can't drink so much alcohol anymore. You almost scared us to death. Even if you don't get a checkup, you have to take good care of yourself."

The drunk man waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know, I know, I'll just drink less in the future, stop nagging me."

As he spoke, he picked up the sunflower seeds on the table and slowly began to crack them open.

The family completely forgot about Zhou Cheng's parting words.

Not long after, the woman in the red coat brought out the heated food.

The family sat around the dining table and had a simple dinner.

During the meal, the drunk man couldn't help but drink a couple of sips of warm water, jokingly saying that he felt something was missing without alcohol, which was quickly stopped by the woman in the red coat.

"Don't drink anymore. You just got back from the hospital. It would be troublesome if you drank too much and something happened."

The drunk man smiled and nodded, and didn't insist any further.

After dinner, the family sat around the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Laughter filled the television, and the sounds of laughter could be heard from inside the house from time to time.

The argument and unpleasantness at the hospital just now seemed to have been washed away by the joy of the New Year.

"Hey, look at this Spring Festival Gala, it's getting worse every year." The woman in the red coat said, turning to look at the drunk man, only to see him frowning and looking rather strange.

"Honey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The drunk man did not respond, but simply lowered his head slightly, his mouth seemed to be crooked to one side, and the sunflower seeds in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nearby quickly stepped forward: "Brother, say something, what's wrong?"

Just then, the drunk man suddenly swayed and slid off the sofa, his limbs seemingly becoming unresponsive.

He made "woo-woo" sounds but couldn't utter a complete sentence, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Honey! Honey, what's wrong?"

The woman in the red coat screamed in fright and rushed over to hug him.

"Don't scare me! Say something!"

The old woman panicked: "My son, what's wrong?!"

The middle-aged man panicked completely; his earlier smugness and sense of relief vanished instantly.

He crouched down, trying to help the patient up, but found that the drunk man was unable to cooperate and appeared completely unable to move.

"Call 120 immediately! Hurry!"

The woman in the red coat frantically pulled out her phone. She was so nervous that her hand was trembling as she held the phone. She finally managed to dial 120 for emergency medical assistance.

The call connected, and her voice trembled: "120? Come quick! My husband's in trouble! He suddenly can't move or speak! Please come and save him!"

On the other end of the phone, the dispatcher calmly inquired about the address and the patient's symptoms, while the woman in the red coat answered while crying.

The old woman sat to one side, wiping away tears, repeatedly muttering, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If only I had listened to the doctor and had the check-up, this wouldn't have happened..."

The drunk man lay on the sofa, his eyes unfocused, only able to make weak whimpering sounds, drool constantly dripping from the corner of his mouth, looking quite frightening.

"Honey, hang in there! The ambulance's almost here. We'll go to the hospital then. This time, we'll definitely listen to the doctor and get all the tests done. Don't scare me, okay?"

At this moment, the family's previous sense of relief and pride vanished, replaced by endless regret.

They recalled the repeated instructions from the emergency room doctor at the hospital, their own perfunctory attitude and resistance at the time, and the discharge informed consent form they had signed.

The few minutes waiting for the ambulance felt like centuries.

……

Finally, the paramedics rushed in with a stretcher and emergency equipment.

When the accompanying doctor saw the patient lying on the ground, he quickly examined him and immediately sensed that the situation was not good.

"The patient has facial drooping, confusion, and right-sided hemiplegia, suspected of having an acute stroke. Quickly, put him on a stretcher and take him back to the hospital!"

Hearing the doctor's words, the family was struck dumb.

Everyone knows what acute stroke means, which is commonly known as a stroke!

In the eyes of ordinary people, once you have a stroke, your life is over!

The emergency responders swiftly lifted the patient onto a stretcher and quickly transported him to the ambulance.

The woman in the red coat, the middle-aged man, and the elderly woman quickly followed and squeezed into the ambulance.

The ambulance sped along with its siren blaring, heading towards the city's People's Hospital.

Inside the carriage, emergency personnel continuously monitored the patient's vital signs and provided emergency treatment.

The woman in the red coat held the patient's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face.

The middle-aged man sat to one side, head down, hands clasped behind his head, his face full of regret.

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