Urban Super Medical Saint

After hanging up with Elder Feng, Secretary Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his fluctuating emotions, and said to the Secretary-General with a grave expression, "Call Comrade Zhang Zhaosheng, I need to speak with him."

Zhang Zhaosheng was the mayor of Linzhou City.

When the Secretary-General got through to the mayor's phone, Mayor Zhang had just finished another call with Zheng Zijie and was now looking both confused and depressed.

It was easy enough to send them to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital; it would just take his order. But who would be responsible if something went wrong after they were admitted?

"Mayor Zhang, Secretary Chen wants to talk to you," the Secretary-General said before passing the phone to Secretary Chen.

Seeing that it was Secretary Chen wanting to speak with him, Mayor Zhang immediately straightened up and said, "Hello, Secretary Chen."

"What's the situation?" Secretary Chen asked.

"The situation is very grim. Most people in the car are severely injured, and the follow-up rescue efforts are going to be very challenging," replied Mayor Zhang with a heavy heart.

He was on the scene, witnessing the bloody scene firsthand. Even as a layman, he could tell that the prospects were bleak for those being carried into ambulances.

People in Huaxia Country tend to share good news and not the bad. When Mayor Zhang shared such somber news, Secretary Chen's heart sank involuntarily. Remembering his recent conversation with Elder Feng, he gritted his teeth and commanded, "Now I order you to send all the injured to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

Mayor Zhang almost thought he had heard wrong and blurted out, "The Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?"

"Yes, the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, that's the decision from the province. The best doctors have already been arranged to wait there. I and Governor Sang will take responsibility if anything happens!" Secretary Chen said with a heavy voice.

"Yes!" Hearing that the top two officials of the Provincial Party Committee had made such a decision, and remembering Zheng Zijie's shouting, Mayor Zhang, no matter how many doubts he had, had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept the order at that moment.

So the injured were loaded onto ambulances and sent to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

As it happened, the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was actually the closest hospital to the scene of the accident— at least half as close as Jiangnan University's First Affiliated Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital.

"Let's put the Standing Committee meeting on hold for today. I'm going to the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital myself," Secretary Chen said in a heavy tone after hanging up the phone with Mayor Zhang.

Even with the guarantees from Sang Yunlong and even Elder Feng, Secretary Chen still felt uneasy about the situation without seeing it for himself.

With Secretary Chen going, Governor Sang Yunlong, as the governor, naturally had to go as well. Other members of the Standing Committee had specifically made time for the meeting; since there was no meeting now, they were free and followed along.

As for Zheng Zijie, there was no need to mention him. He directly greeted Secretary Chen and Governor Sang before hurrying off ahead of them.

On the way, Zheng Zijie called Ge Dongxu.

When Zheng Zijie called Ge Dongxu, Ge Dongxu had already stopped his session of accompanying the clinic and had contacted Feng Yaping. Then, with some doctors from the internal medicine department, including Tang Yiyuan and He Duanrui, he rushed to the emergency room.

"Director Ge, Director Ge, you must save my dad at all costs," Zheng Zijie pleaded with a sobbing voice as soon as the call connected.

"Minister Zheng, don't panic, take it slow, what's the matter?" Ge Dongxu was startled to hear such an important figure pleading with him in a crying voice.

"The car accident on Qianjiang Avenue. My dad was involved and his injuries are very severe. He has a head injury and his spine is also seriously damaged; he has completely lost sensation in his lower limbs now," said Zheng Zijie, taking a deep breath and speaking rapidly.

"Rest assured, as long as your father is still breathing, I will definitely save him. I'm already waiting in the emergency room," Ge Dongxu said upon realizing that Zheng Zijie's father was also involved in the accident. He quickly reassured him, and his expression grew even more serious.

Injuries to the head and spine—if it were another practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, they wouldn't even think about referring to Western surgical methods. Even Ge Dongxu, although he had great confidence in his own medical skills, felt heavy-hearted at this moment.

Especially since there were dozens of people injured this time, Ge Dongxu felt increasingly weighed down.

He walked swiftly towards the emergency room.

The emergency room had already received prior notification from President Feng, and by the time Ge Dongxu arrived, they had prepared everything necessary.

The person in charge of the emergency room was also extremely anxious and tense.

This was a major traffic accident! He couldn't understand why the Provincial Party Committee had decided to send the injured to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. What perplexed him even more was the call from President Feng earlier, instructing him to follow all orders from the director of internal medicine in traditional Chinese medicine, Ge, when he arrived, even if he didn't understand why.

Internal medicine in traditional Chinese medicine—that's purely traditional. And their emergency room practiced Western medicine.

Could someone practicing pure traditional Chinese medicine even work in an emergency room? And to think they were letting a director from internal medicine, someone he had never even heard of named Ge, take charge... If it had not been President Feng calling, the person in charge of the emergency room would have already been cursing out loud.

This was a matter of life and death!

It wasn't long before the emergency room in charge saw a group of doctors from the department of internal medicine escorting a young man striding towards them, among whom was the renowned Professor Tang from internal medicine.

"Professor Tang!" The emergency room in charge hurriedly went up to greet him.

"Hello, Dr. He. This is Dr. Ge from our department of internal medicine. I believe President Feng has already briefed you on the phone, hasn't he?" Professor Tang introduced.

"He's Dr. Ge?" The emergency room in charge was flabbergasted the moment he set eyes on Ge Dongxu.

He could never have dreamt that the person coming to lead such a crucial rescue effort would be such a young doctor!

Knowing that the situation was urgent, and seeing Dr. He's astonished expression, Ge Dongxu knew it would take too long to explain things, so he didn't bother. Instead, he spoke with a stern expression, "You will be responsible for following me, taking commands. As for the staff, we don't need that many. Keep eight people who are quick with their hands and feet and who can keep their mouths shut."

"Ah!" Dr. He's mouth hung open.

For this emergency, he had urgently called in quite a few people.

"Didn't you hear what Director Ge said? Carry it out immediately." As Dr. He opened his mouth to speak, the director, Dr. Cai, arrived in a sweat, not bothering with niceties as he barked orders at Dr. He.

After the incident in the last meeting, Director Cai had come to greatly admire Ge Dongxu's medical skills.

Other practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine might be helpless in this kind of emergency, but Ge Dongxu was different—Director Cai knew that he needed to be considered separately.

When Director Cai stepped in, Dr. He had no choice but to arrange the personnel as Ge Dongxu had instructed.

While Dr. He was arranging the team, President Feng also arrived in a hurry.

"Director Ge, we're relying heavily on you this time!" President Feng came over and firmly shook Ge Dongxu's hand.

"Saving lives is a doctor's duty; there's nothing troublesome about that. However, you must remember to explain the tail situation to Governor Sang later. I don't want to become Linzhou City's most talked-about person after the rescue is over," Ge Dongxu said.

"Rest assured, both Old Sang and I are aware of the situation," President Feng nodded, silently impressed. Most people were afraid they weren't famous enough, yet here was a young man who was afraid of becoming too well-known.