Although the contents were very blurry and still stained with blood, the few beans inside allowed the man to recognize the item.
"This, this is yesterday's mung bean porridge?"
Chen Mo asked coldly, "Is this what you said, that you didn't let your mother eat?"
"Isn't this just water? How can it be considered eating?" The man still wanted to argue.
"Who told you that drinking porridge is not eating?"
The man pointed towards the direction outside the door: "It was Director Fang. Yesterday, a man said he had a connection with him. I said my mother kept complaining of hunger and asked if she could have some rice porridge. He said it was fine."
"You believe everything he says? Do you know that because of this, you almost killed your mother!" Chen Mo reprimanded.
"What?! This, how is this possible?!" The man still looked incredulous.
Chen Mo said, "Your mother's intestines are severely damaged. Although they have been sutured, some areas have not yet recovered their function. Only when they can pass gas can she gradually start eating. And you, the porridge you let your mother drink, the beans in it are prone to causing bloating. Coupled with the inability of the intestines to move, everything piled up at the suture site, causing intestinal rupture and internal bleeding. That's why your mother fell into a coma!"
The man stared at Chen Mo, dumbfounded.
His face was filled with remorse, and then he asked nervously, "Doctor, then, how is my mother now?"
"A portion of her intestines was resected, but her life has been saved," Chen Mo replied coldly.
The man immediately burst into tears.
With a "plop," he knelt directly before Chen Mo, his face full of repentance, and said, "Doctor, thank you, thank you for saving my mother. I, I am such an idiot!"
"Slap!"
Saying that, the man slapped himself in the face.
Seeing the man's contrite expression, Chen Mo sighed helplessly, "Take good care of your mother."
"Yes, yes! Doctor, I will definitely follow your medical advice and not listen to others' nonsense."
Chen Mo no longer paid attention to the man and walked towards the exit of the emergency room.
Seeing Chen Mo leave, the man suddenly remembered that Director Fang, who had told him yesterday that his mother could drink rice porridge, was right outside.
Thinking of this, the man angrily got up and walked towards the door.
"Oh, isn't this Director Chen? What, the patient didn't make it?"
As Chen Mo left the emergency room and was about to return to his department, a voice sounded from the side.
"The patient has been transferred. Why are you still here?" Chen Mo frowned slightly.
Because the one who called him was none other than Fang Jianlin, who had used underhanded tactics to lure the patient away.
"Director Chen, I've been waiting for you here specifically." Fang Jianlin smiled calmly and walked up to Chen Mo.
"Waiting for me?" Chen Mo looked at Fang Jianlin with confusion.
"Director Chen, the Provincial Hospital is a provincial-level major hospital. Even the patients know how to choose. I think Director Chen should be very clear about this, right?"
"What do you mean?"
Fang Jianlin smiled again, "Director Chen, you and I are both sensible people. Whatever our Provincial Hospital can offer, your Longhua First Hospital can also offer. And whatever they cannot offer, our Provincial Hospital can also offer. As long as you jump ship to our Provincial Hospital, I guarantee you will rise rapidly, and we will also provide you with housing, and even your salary will be ten times higher than here!"
After saying that, Fang Jianlin looked at Chen Mo with a condescending air.
Chen Mo sneered, "You want to poach me?"
"That's right." Fang Jianlin nodded.
Chen Mo asked, "How can you be so sure I'll agree?"
"Director Chen, with such tempting conditions, I really can't think of any reason you would refuse."
Chen Mo smiled playfully, "The Provincial Hospital is indeed a large hospital, but I don't want to associate with a despicable doctor like you who resorts to any means to achieve his goals. So, I'm sorry, please leave."
Hearing Chen Mo's words, Fang Jianlin's face immediately darkened, "Director Chen, I'm kindly inviting you, and you're insulting me like this. I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate."
"No need. Keep your kindness for yourself. I, Chen Mo, cannot accept it," Chen Mo said dismissively.
"Chen Mo, you damn fool, don't be ungrateful. It's your good fortune that I think highly of you. Don't be so unappreciative, staying in this garbage place. What future do you have?" Fang Jianlin angrily pointed at Chen Mo and cursed.
Chen Mo looked at Fang Jianlin, "First of all, I am a doctor."
"Chen Mo, do you think you're a saint? Stop pretending in front of me. I'm telling you, you will regret your decision today."
Chen Mo sneered, "Whether I regret it or not is my own business, but I know that you will regret it soon."
Fang Jianlin frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
Chen Mo turned and left, waving his hand, "Director Fang, I wish you good luck."
After speaking, he walked towards the stairs without looking back.
"Director Fang?!" Suddenly, while Fang Jianlin was still in a daze, a man's cold voice sounded from behind him.
Fang Jianlin frowned and turned around, looking at the unfamiliar man in front of him.
Although unfamiliar, Fang Jianlin had some impression; it seemed the person was also a relative of the injured patient.
He then smiled and said, "Sir, please don't worry. Soon, our Provincial Hospital's ambulance will arrive to transfer your family member to the Provincial Hospital for treatment."
Facing the smiling Fang Jianlin, the man's expression became increasingly unpleasant, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made creaking sounds.
"Treat your grandma!" Saying that, the man suddenly punched Fang Jianlin in the face.
Fang Jianlin, who had been smiling,'s eyes suddenly widened.
"Bang!"
Before Fang Jianlin could react, the man's fist had already landed on his face.
"Ouch!"
Fang Jianlin let out a scream and instantly fell to the side.
The sudden punch left Fang Jianlin's mind blank.
Holding his face, Fang Jianlin stood up angrily.
Pointing at the man, he cursed, "Are you crazy? Why are you hitting me?!"
"Don't you know who I am?" the man asked.
"Damn it, I don't even know you!" Fang Jianlin roared.
"Yesterday, I asked you if my mother, with a penetrating abdominal wound and damaged intestines, could drink porridge. What did you tell me?" the man questioned.
Fang Jianlin was stunned; he seemed to have some recollection.
"You told me that she could drink porridge. Because you are the director of the emergency department at the Provincial Hospital, I believed you. But now, my mother was almost killed by me! She's still on the operating table!" the man pointed at the emergency operating room.
"This, this, how can you blame me for this? I haven't even seen your mother. I thought it was just a minor injury," Fang Jianlin also started to panic and argued.
"You quack, I'm going to beat you to death today!" Saying that, the man rushed towards Fang Jianlin.