Returning to the Seventies as a Young Master from Hong Kong, Leading the Whole Family to Riches

[No CP] Ye Lin arrived in Hong Kong in 1978. Fortunately, he transmigrated into the body of the sole son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, sharing the same name. Unfortunately, Ye Lin cannot spen...

Chapter 285 Rescue

Chapter 285 Rescue

No one present understood Chinese, but anyone could understand Zhao Zhaodi's expression.

Irving couldn't catch his breath, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Xavier didn't believe that Ye Lin was dead. After a brief moment of unconsciousness, he fell twice and rushed out of the crowd. He grabbed the family doctor who was blocked outside by the collar and dragged him in roughly.

He pushed the doctor's head against Ye Lin's face and yelled, "Help him! Help him right now! He's not dead! He can't be dead!"

"I'll save you, Master Xavier, please let us go first."

The two family doctors were blocked outside just now and had not figured out the situation yet. They finally managed to get the neck out of the crazy Xavier's hands.

The two of them looked down and saw the young master lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. They were shocked and quickly lay down to check on Ye Lin's condition.

There was no breathing, but there was still a slight heartbeat. The person was not dead yet, but was not far from death.

A doctor gave Ye Lin artificial respiration.

The other doctor didn't have time to tell Xavier about Ye Lin's condition. He looked up and shouted to his colleagues outside: "Ventilator! Insert the ventilator, bring the ventilator over here quickly!"

Fortunately, Ye Lin had asthma, and his home was always equipped with various first aid equipment, including several ventilators. The other doctors turned around to move the machines, while the bodyguards moved the generators.

The doctor who examined Ye Lin was shouting while not daring to delay. He first gave Ye Lin an injection of adrenaline and then quickly stopped his bleeding. However, Ye Lin was injured in too many places, and no matter how fast the doctor was, he could not stop the blood from flowing out like crazy. He could not even bandage his back, so he could only apply hemostatic drugs first.

After inserting a ventilator to barely allow Ye Lin to take a few breaths, he was replaced with an artificial skin bag. Later, his family could not rescue him and he had to go to the hospital. The ventilator could not be taken on the helicopter.

Owen and the bodyguards carried Ye Lin onto the helicopter. Since there was still one Daniel who had not been found, the main force still needed to continue digging through the rubble, and only a small number of people went to the hospital.

After receiving the news, the hospital closest to the Fairburn family cleared the area from the rooftop to the emergency room in advance, and all emergency doctors on duty were on standby.

After the dean picked up the patient on the rooftop, he didn't even have time to say hello to Owen and went straight to the emergency room.

Until Ye Lin was pushed into the emergency room by a group of people in white coats,

Zhao Zhaodi's heart, which had been in her throat, finally relaxed a little. With a plop, she knelt straight on the floor and began to pray to her ancestors and the Buddha.

I don't know where she took out the incense from, but she lit a stick and held it above her head, chanting "Buddha bless you" and kowtowed and bowed towards the window continuously.

Although Xavier didn't understand what his brother's aunt was saying, he could tell that she was praying for Ye Lin. He knelt silently beside Zhao Zhaodi and kowtowed to the heaven like her.

Irving stood at the door of the emergency room with an expressionless face. After getting off the helicopter, he only said one sentence: If he can't be saved, your hospital doesn't need to open anymore.

He didn't scare the dean. The land under the hospital was the property of the Fairburn family. If Ye Lin died in this hospital, Rebecca could just demolish it.

Soon, three more doctors who had just gone in came out, led by the hospital director.

"Ouch! Why are you coming out here if you don't want to save my nephew?"

When Zhao Zhaodi saw that the doctor was not inside to rescue the patient but came out instead, she got so anxious that she fell back to the ground.

The ones who were more anxious than her were Xavier and Owen.

The people who usually pass on the message are nurses. When a doctor leaves the emergency room, it means either the rescue is over or the person is dead.

"Where is he? Where is my young master?" Owen's face was horrified, and he stepped forward quickly to question the dean.

"How's my brother?" Xavier followed closely with red eyes.

The bodyguards guarding the corridor turned sideways together, and more than a dozen pairs of eagle-like eyes scanned the group of doctors back and forth.

The dean was frightened by this group of robbers and took a step back quietly. If these people were not Fairburn, he would not have bothered to come out and explain himself.

Swallowing to bolster his courage, the dean mentally organized his words and spoke cautiously, "Mr. Owen, Young Master Angel's preliminary examination revealed pulmonary contusion, pneumothorax, intracranial hemorrhage, concussion, fractures, massive hemorrhage, and other injuries. The mortality rate is 85%, and the risk of rescuing him is simply too high."

"A relative must sign the consent form for surgery, otherwise our hospital won't dare perform the surgery. Please..."

"I'll sign! I'm his brother!" Xavier interrupted the dean and reached out to take the document from his hand.

"Who are you?"

The dean was quite familiar with the members of the Fairburn family, after all, the hospital rented land from them, but this blond boy was the first time the dean had seen him.

Owen had just recovered from the fact that the young master's mortality rate was as high as 85%, when he saw the dean and Xavier about to fight.

One party does not recognize Xavier's identity and does not acknowledge Xavier's agency for Ye Lin.

One party wanted the doctor to rescue Ye Lin as soon as possible and tried desperately to prove that he was really Ye Lin's brother.

"I'm sorry, do you have any evidence to prove your identity? Our hospital does not recognize your signature."

"Why would I lie to you? They can all testify. Owen, tell them that I really am my brother's younger brother!"

Xavier had just returned home for two days, and Ye Lin had not had time to take him to register his household registration. Legally speaking, he was indeed not qualified to sign for Ye Lin.

Legally, there are only two people who can sign for Ye Lin, Rebecca and Daniel.

But unfortunately, one of these two people is in the United States, and the other is missing in the ruins, so neither of them can come to sign for Ye Lin.

Owen endured his head that was about to explode and signaled Xavier not to speak.

Turning around, a pair of fox eyes glared at the dean. Suppressing his temper, he said sternly, "Dean, even without the signature of a relative, if the patient's life is in danger, the hospital needs to prioritize rescuing the patient without the family's consent. Isn't this medical practice?"

"What do you mean today? You won't try to save me without someone's signature? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

As soon as the words fell,

Owen and the dozen or so bodyguards behind him all pulled out their guns, loaded them quickly, and aimed at the dean's head.

The dean was almost scared out of his wits by them, and he stepped back and waved his hands, saying that he really didn't mean it. With a cold sweat on his head, he quickly explained to Owen, fearing that his head would explode.

"Mr. Owen, that's the young master of the Fairburn family. How dare I let him die!"

"It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that the doctors inside don't dare to. Young Master Angel is now on a machine, given some medicine, and left there motionless. He can probably live for about half a day. But if they start resuscitation, there's a high probability... he won't even last ten minutes."

"We would dare to rescue ordinary people directly, but, but he is Fairburn."

"Without the word from a Fairburn family member, none of us dare to move. Mr. Owen, we don't need a signature. We want Madam Rebecca or Master Daniel to accept an 85% mortality rate and agree that Master Angel might die."

"Only when they nod do we dare to move."