Do you know Chapter 104?

The cruel truth struck Chen Jingyang like a thunderbolt, shattering his very soul into dust!

His face was pale, he stumbled, and his body swayed like a broken puppet hanging from a branch.

Lin Zheyan strode forward, reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Cheer up! The most important thing now is to find a way to save them!"

Chen Jingyang shuddered, his mind clearing a bit: "Yes, yes! We have to save them quickly, I... I'll call Uncle Gu!"

The "Uncle Gu" he mentioned is named Gu Quan Hai, who is currently the Director and Party Secretary of the Health Commission of Beijing.

"Uncle Gu!" As soon as the call connected, Chen Jingyang blurted out, "I, my..."

He wanted to say "my lover" or "my family," but those words rolled around in his mouth, and when he finally said them, all he could say was "my...friend." Then, fearing that the word "friend" was too insignificant, he hurriedly emphasized, "my most important friend!"

"Zhang Pengfei is currently in the emergency room of Peking University Hospital. His condition seems serious, and he may need immediate surgery, but no family member has come to sign the consent form..."

Chen Jingyang choked up a little, and his tone unconsciously became very earnest, even humble, which made Lin Zheyan turn his head to look at him.

"Please, save him!"

Chen Jingyang has been back in China for four years and has never asked anyone for anything like this before.

Even when asking the Chen family for money, it was done in the company's name, with the finance department handling the process.

His greatest wish is to one day live independently of the Chen family, so he avoids using the Chen family's connections whenever possible!

However, when faced with Zhang Pengfei's life, he was willing to break all the bottom lines he had set for himself.

Lin Zheyan was even certain that if Zhang Pengfei could be kept healthy, he would willingly bend over and kowtow even if Chen Jingyang had to kneel down!

Gu Quan Hai's voice was gentle yet firm: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry."

He has a close relationship with the Chen family, with intricate connections, but to have reached this position, he must have good vision and courage.

Among the next generation of the Chen family, he and Chen Qishan shared the same view and also thought that Chen Jingyang was a remarkable person.

One should look to the long term. After Chen Qishan passes away, it is still uncertain who will ultimately rule the vast Chen family. There may be a major reshuffle at that time. However, he has high hopes for Chen Jingyang, so it is worthwhile to do him a favor at this time.

A few seconds later, the president of Peking University Affiliated Hospital received a call from Gu Quanhai: "This is Gu Quanhai from the National Health Commission. We have noticed that your hospital has an emergency patient named Zhang Pengfei, whose condition is critical. Please immediately activate your emergency plan, organize rescue efforts in accordance with laws and regulations, do your utmost to ensure medical safety, and report the situation in a timely manner."

In less than five minutes, Cao Jinling, the vice president in charge of medical affairs, arrived at the emergency room. At the same time, the hospital's on-call staff, nursing department, operating room, anesthesiology department, and neurosurgery department all received calls from the president's secretary and were all on standby in the emergency department.

Cao Jinling first greeted Chen Jingyang, and then said to Yang Lihong, the director of the emergency department: "The hospital director has already given instructions. Just give the order directly: what resources are needed, which department should consult, and what tests should be done. I will coordinate."

Time is of the essence. As soon as the CT scan was finished, before the original data had been fully reconstructed, several experts were already gathered around the computer to look at the preliminary images.

After listening to the analysis of several people, Cao Jinling called Chen Jingyang in and introduced him, saying, "This is Director Li Kedong of our neurosurgery department. He's here to tell you the specifics."

Li Kedong pointed to an area on the computer screen and said in a calm tone, "The situation is critical. The CT scan shows that there is a lot of bleeding in his left temporal lobe, which is the area behind his temple and near his ear. It has formed an intracranial hematoma and is compressing key brain tissue. He must have surgery immediately, otherwise he will not survive the night."

A chill ran up his spine, Chen Jingyang's face turned deathly pale, his whole body felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his voice trembled violently: "How...how could it be so serious?"

"The direct cause was a violent impact to the head, as evidenced by the subcutaneous hematoma on his forehead and the skull fracture marks."

Li Kedong frowned and said, "In addition, the patient had a high fever of over 40 degrees Celsius when he was brought in, was severely hypothermic, and was extremely weak. These factors greatly increased the risk of cerebral hemorrhage and the complexity of the surgery."

"Then, you can cure him, right?!"

Li Kedong glanced at Cao Jinling, who lowered his eyes and nodded: "Say what you need to say, treat him like a patient's family member."

Li Kedong carefully said, "All surgeries carry risks, and I must make that clear to you. Anesthesia complications, massive intraoperative bleeding, and most importantly, the location of the hematoma..."

He pointed to the area above and behind his left temple with his finger: "This is the temporal lobe, the core area responsible for language, memory, and auditory comprehension. Surgery will inevitably touch or even damage some brain tissue."

Chen Jingyang seemed to suddenly stop breathing, a breath stuck in his chest, and he stammered, "So, so..."

"Therefore, even if the surgery is successful and the patient survives, the aftereffects may be very serious."

Li Kedong slowed his speech, making sure every word reached Chen Jingyang's ears clearly: "He may experience aphasia, but not muteness. He will be able to make sounds but will be unable to form meaningful language and will not be able to understand what others are saying. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Jingyang didn't understand!

His current situation is very similar to the aphasia described by Li Kedong: he can hear each word, but he can't understand what the other person is saying when they are put together, or rather, his brain subjectively refuses to understand Li Kedong's words!

Aphasia? How could Zhang Pengfei be aphasic!

His logic was so clear, and his reactions were so quick!

He's a criminal defense lawyer, someone who'll make his way in the world with his words. How can he be speechless!

He didn't speak, so Li Kedong took it as a tacit agreement and continued, "There may also be severe cognitive impairment, memory loss, not recognizing people, inability to think, and behavior patterns that regress to those of a toddler. At the same time, hemiplegia may occur on the opposite side of the body, and epilepsy may also be present."

“Cognitive impairment,” “infant state,” “not recognizing people”… Each word was like an awl, piercing precisely at Chen Jingyang’s heart. These words churned in his mind, almost tearing him apart!

Isn't this just... what people usually call an idiot?!

Just then, a nurse walked over quickly and whispered a few words to Li Kedong.

Li Kedong's expression instantly became even more serious. He turned to Chen Jingyang: "There's another very serious situation: our physical examination revealed that the patient has..."

He cleared his throat slightly and lowered his voice: "...A fresh laceration. Do you know if this is related to his head injury?"