The officer who arrived was Chang Luhui, seeing the situation, he made a snap decision, "First, get the person to the hospital!"
As for the suspect who had run away, that would have to be addressed later.
With the police escorting them, they encountered no obstacles along the way and quickly delivered Zhao Xiaogui to the county hospital.
"Doctor, save him!" Chang Luhui called out at the front.
Seeing that the injured was brought in by the police, the doctors didn’t dare to be negligent and noticed that the patient was in critical condition, they immediately arranged surgery for Zhao Xiaogui.
Accompanied by the clattering footsteps, doctors and nurses pushed Zhao Xiaogui into the operating room, "snap", the indicator light at the door of the operating room lit up.
The chaotic scene finally calmed down.
"I’m sorry, Comrade Chuyi," Chang Luhui said, looking at the indicator light of the operating room, feeling some chagrin.
Xia Chuyi, with her cousin’s blood on her face and hair plastered to her forehead with sweat, turned to look at him and said, "What are you sorry for? The criminals are not you."
Only Xia Chuyi and Xia Chengzong were left at the entrance to the operating room.
Xia Chengzong looked at her with concern and wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say.
Xia Chuyi stared at the door resolutely, as still as a sculpture, utterly silent.
The moments of waiting were excruciating.
Tick tock tick tock tick tock, time seemed to slow down by countless degrees.
It felt like a century had passed when the light in the operating room finally turned off.
Xia Chuyi immediately rushed forward.
"Doctor! How’s my brother?" she couldn’t help but ask anxiously, grabbing the doctor’s sleeve.
"The patient is temporarily out of danger, but he has sustained severe cranial damage, and our hospital isn’t equipped to perform a craniotomy," the doctor explained, removing his mask.
"What does that mean?" Xia Chuyi’s pupils contracted sharply.
Having seen the emotional outbursts of many a patient’s relatives upon learning of the severity of their condition, the doctor patiently explained, "The human brain is one of the most complex organs. Your cousin’s condition is very serious, and our hospital’s medical equipment and the level of doctors are not sufficient for such a surgery. Therefore, I suggest transferring to a higher-level hospital for treatment."
"Then, Doctor, won’t there be the risk of accidents during the transfer to the higher-level hospital?" Xia Chuyi sensitively latched onto a critical point.
As expected, the doctor fell silent for a moment.
"Indeed, given his condition, traveling a long distance does pose a high risk of accidents," the doctor didn’t lie to her, "Then, we can only hope for his self-healing ability to absorb the intracranial clot, otherwise... we’ve done all we could."
Xia Chuyi’s body instantly felt cold.
"So you mean? Either risk the transfer to the higher-level hospital or wait for him to heal on his own... or..." Her voice trembled, not daring to utter that word.
Perhaps because she was relatively calm and because the deputy director of the Police Station had given a heads up when he sent the patient in, the doctor shared a sincere thought with her, "Actually, even with the transfer to a higher-level hospital, the surgery may not necessarily be successful."
"Because the cranial injury your brother sustained is very complicated, as seen on the films, the surgery is extremely difficult."
"Such surgeries, at present in all of China, there are only a few specialist doctors daring to undertake them." The implication was that even the risky transfer might not yield a positive outcome.
"So, I hope the family will consider carefully before making any decisions," the doctor concluded.
Xia Chengzong, who had listened to the entire conversation, looked at Xia Chuyi with concern.
She bit her lip hard, maintaining her composure, and said, "Thank you for your advice, Doctor. I will consider it carefully."
Soon, the doors to the operating room completely opened and the nurses pushed out Zhao Xiaogui, who was still unconscious.
"Xiao Gui, Xiao Gui..." Xia Chuyi followed alongside the bed, calling softly.
However, her cousin with a pale complexion and eyes tightly closed showed no response.
Once in the ward, the doctor settled Zhao Xiaogui and instructed her, "The patient’s condition is extremely unfavorable, so I hope the family will decide on a course of action soon."
"Thank you, Doctor," she said in thanks.
"You’re welcome." The doctor left.
The remaining nurse, after setting up an IV for Zhao Xiaogui, also left.