Chapter 97: Chapter 96: Enviable Good Fortune
Zhang Hao had just returned to his office when he received a phone call from his superior.
"There’s an emergency case that needs your attention immediately," the superior said, "but without you, there would be no one on duty in the hospital."
However, the superior couldn’t find a better person for the job.
"Just go and come back quickly," the superior instructed, "This patient has always been treated at our hospital."
"They’ve had a bit of an emergency today; you just need to go over and help with an IV."
Zhang Hao was half-convinced and checked the patient’s medical history, sensing that something was strange.
Still, he followed the superior’s order, grabbed the medicine and basic equipment, and went to the emergency department.
After a brief discussion with the ambulance driver, they headed to the patient’s home for treatment.
Upon arriving, they discovered it was the finest residential complex in the city center.
Everyone said it was a wealthy neighborhood, with each house costing tens of millions in cash.
Even an ambulance had to thoroughly convince the security at the gate, flipping through the household registration book more than ten times to ensure they weren’t a threat before being allowed to enter.
When they arrived, they met a woman wrapped in a silk shawl, wearing a pale pink, pearl-gloss nightgown underneath.
On her feet were soft-soled fabric slippers.
"Are you Sun Wei’s family?" the driver asked.
The woman gathered her somewhat disheveled hair and nodded, "Yes, I am his wife, something wasn’t quite right with him after he went to bed tonight."
"That’s why I called your hospital, please come upstairs and have a look at him."
The medical records indicated that Sun Wei was a typical diabetes patient, already in need of strict medication control in his forties.
But he was a businessman, inevitably engaged in social entertaining.
Even with utmost caution, accidents would still occur frequently.
So, such incidents were actually not uncommon.
Following the woman into the house, they found Sun Wei lying in the bedroom.
Seeing his obese body and then looking at his pretty and delicate wife,
Zhang Hao felt that fate was truly unfair.
After examining Sun Wei, the blood sugar level didn’t show any significant fluctuations.
But other complications couldn’t be ruled out, so they started with the medication he had been prescribed to observe.
During this period of observation, Sun Wei’s wife was busy boiling water and making tea and running back and forth.
At the same time, she was worried about her husband’s health and whether there would be any mishaps.
After much hustle and bustle, Sun Wei’s condition finally seemed to improve a bit.
"Doctor Zhang, thank you so much," she said, "If you hadn’t come, I really wouldn’t have known what to do."
As Zhang Hao was packing up, he said, "Next time this happens, just call an ambulance. The treatment at the hospital is more comprehensive."
Looking at Zhang Hao, Sun Wei’s wife suddenly asked, "Why do you look familiar to me?"
Zhang Hao was taken aback; he was one hundred percent sure it was his first meeting with Sun Wei’s wife.
If she said she had seen him before, then it must have been in the news online.
"I attended a medical conference held by the province a few days ago. You might have seen me on the news,"
Zhang Hao said calmly.
Sun Wei’s wife nodded vigorously, "That’s right, that’s right. And I heard you also practice Chinese medicine, is that true?"
Upon hearing Sun Wei’s wife’s question, Zhang Hao knew that his little secret couldn’t stay hidden any longer.
After her repeated entreaties, he decided to use Chinese medicine acupuncture to treat her husband.
Though this was somewhat against the rules, as a doctor, he couldn’t just do nothing when a patient was pleading for help.
Luckily, he had brought an acupuncture kit with him, so he gave Sun Wei a few needles right there and then.
After a few injections, Sun Wei finally woke up and saw a doctor standing in front of him, which made him think something was amiss.
"Husband, husband, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s the hospital’s doctor coming to see you," she said.
Hearing his wife’s voice, Sun Wei calmed down and looked up at the IV bag hanging above him.
Only then did he realize he had another close brush with death that evening.
The ambulance driver went down first with the equipment, while Sun Wei asked his wife to take money from the drawer.
Then he personally saw the man off.
He was not mobile enough now to escort them himself.
Zhang Hao took the money and checked Sun Wei’s pulse again, reminding him that if he wanted to avoid such situations in the future,
the best method would be to start by losing weight and maintaining a normal body shape.
He should also strictly follow the doctor’s prescription, take his medications diligently, and not have any resistance in his mind.
Sun Wei understood all this, but sometimes work was so busy that he always forgot to take his medicine.
However, this dangerous episode had made him remember.
"I do need to take good care of my body. Jia Yi is still young, and I can’t neglect her feelings," he said.
"Doctor Zhang, I heard that traditional Chinese medicine is amazing. Can you help enhance my male potency?" he asked.
"Like maybe drinking some ’three animal wine,’ you see, I’m not that old," he added.
"I’ve still got to live another twenty or thirty years at least. I can’t be subpar all these years."
"Look at my wife, she’s only thirty this year. I don’t want a green hat on my head in the future," he said candidly.
Zhang Hao felt Sun Wei’s words were a bit too exaggerated.
Moreover, since the moment he entered, Zhang Hao’s eyes had been on Sun Wei.
He simply had no extra time to check out Sun Wei’s wife, Jia Yi.
Upon another look, Sun Wei’s wife indeed appeared strikingly attractive, with curves in all the right places, neither fat nor thin, with a round bust, a slim waist, and a pert behind.
Particularly those long legs with evenly defined muscles.
"It seems Mr. Sun must have been very handsome in his youth," Zhang Hao commented.
Sun Wei laughed heartily at Zhang Hao’s remark.
In fact, it was quite accurate. He had only gradually become overweight due to the demands and fatigue of building up his business.
On the bedside, there was their wedding photo, in which Sun Wei looked youthful and handsome.
This couldn’t help but make Zhang Hao sigh at how time is indeed a double-edged sword.
"There you go talking nonsense in front of outsiders again, Old Sun. If you keep it up, I won’t pay you any mind," his wife retorted.
Sun Wei chuckled and, holding Jia Yi’s hand, said, "I’m also considering your feelings; you’re still young."
"What if I can’t satisfy your needs? I can’t just think about myself."
"Drinking that three animal wine won’t help. Before you think about improving any aspect, what Mr. Sun needs to manage first is his obesity," the doctor advised.
"After that’s taken care of, I’ll set up a detailed health and wellness plan for you."
At the mention of a solution, Sun Wei immediately grinned from ear to ear.
In the end, Jia Yi personally escorted Doctor Zhang to the building’s exit.
"Doctor Zhang, don’t take my husband’s words to heart. Drive safely on your way back, and I really don’t know how to thank you enough for tonight," she expressed.
"When we have the time, my husband and I will definitely invite you for a meal, and we hope you will grace us with your presence," she added.
Doctor Zhang, of course, could not refuse such an invitation, but he also couldn’t accept right away.
"As long as the patient recovers, that’s the biggest thank you I can receive. Go back and take care of your husband. We should be heading back too," he said.
As Zhang Hao got into the car, the driver clicked his tongue twice and said, "You lucky guy, not lacking in charm, eh?"
