Chapter 2771: with translation of chapter title

2572 Nitroglycerin, orally

Director Qiu and Zheng Ren sent the patient to the ICU; after returning and changing clothes, he saw Zheng Lao Ban and Doctor Su off.

"Director Qiu, Zheng Lao Ban really has a wide network." Director Xu sighed and said, "I've worked in Yangcheng for about thirty years and have never seen such a scene."

Director Qiu recalled last night's incident, knowing he couldn't speak about it, but holding it in made him truly uneasy. He shook his head, forcibly restrained himself, and said, "Zheng Lao Ban, is that an ordinary person? If it were me today, we'd have to undergo a second surgery."

Upon mentioning second surgery, Director Xu was startled, also feeling afraid. Performing Shou Bing, the thing most feared is a second surgery. Doctors fear it, patients' families fear it; aside from patients who remain calm, there is no one who isn't afraid.

Today's luck is really good, Zheng Lao Ban happens to be here, Director Xu thought to himself. At the same time, his mind suddenly recalled his lifetime experience of second surgery; if Zheng Lao Ban were there, could it be avoided?

However, this kind of thing really can't be said for sure; whether the patient will have a serious incident depends on fate.

"Look!" the rounding nurse, passing by the window, glanced down and shouted loudly.

"Don't make a fuss, what's wrong?" Director Qiu put on the airs of a senior director and sternly reprimanded in a low voice.

"It's the convoy to pick up Zheng Lao Ban."

Upon hearing the words "Zheng Lao Ban," Director Qiu also curiously looked down; a black mass of vehicles, countless luxury cars, and Director Qiu let out a light sigh.

Tomorrow we'll go to Di Du for the academic conference; no matter what, we'll have to thicken our skins to go find Zheng Lao Ban and catch up. Speaking of today's incident, it could be considered an old acquaintance now.

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At noon, the sun shone brightly; in a hotel in Di Du, Xiao Kai, Master Xiao, sat in the room with the curtains drawn tight, lights on, silently gazing at a medicine bottle on the table.

Nitroglycerin, the legendary lifesaving divine medicine for central chest pain.

That night, after meeting Zheng Lao Ban once, he was startled, frightened, and angry; his chest pain flared up, and he was sent to the hospital for treatment.

When he woke up, he lay on a bed in the Emergency Department; a tall doctor with a deep, muffled voice was giving instructions to his assistant.

Upon seeing the white coat, Master Xiao immediately became spirited.

He has always been cautious, still young, and before this had never encountered anything; he never went to the hospital. Moreover, his promotional slogans include that medicines are all poison, that one should go to the hospital as little as possible, and that once you go, it's hard to get out.

If this were seen and recognized, how would I manage to get by in the future! Xiao Kai took a deep breath, but he didn't immediately get up; instead, he felt the beating of his heart in the left chest cavity.

There was no sensation; the previous deadly chest pain had also vanished.

It's fine; he judged his own condition. Since it's fine, let's just go—at worst, just buy a bottle of Nitroglycerin to take.

Disregarding the doctor's obstruction, he rushed out of the emergency observation room, not even having time to put on his shoes properly.

The doctor and nurse looked bewildered; the nurse joked, saying, "This shows the treatment worked—when the patient rushes out, they really have energy!"

Xiao Kai returned to the hotel, had his assistant buy emergency Nitroglycerin and place it before him. He still has a major matter to handle: when he was taken to the hospital by an Emergency Rescue Service vehicle, he happened to meet several journalists having a meal together, and reportedly they also helped.

The most crucial part is, he was also recognized by someone!

He can't leave immediately; he needs to do PR! He must suppress this incident, otherwise, once the media reports it, income will definitely plummet.

This kind of crisis PR is nothing; Xiao Kai feels he has experienced countless storms in his life and certainly won't capsize in the gutter of Di Du.

But the situation's development exceeded his expectations; the next day, just as he began PR, last night's matter had already appeared in the press.

Print newspaper sales are not high; only newspapers like the New Di Du Daily still retain some sales.

Looking at the report in the New Di Du Daily, his heart broke; he didn't expect the media's speed to be this fast.

Originally, after a night of calm, his heart condition had somewhat eased; he planned to go to Southeast Asia, hide his identity, and find a hospital to properly examine his angina, but he didn't expect to be delayed by the crisis PR, and thus his illness flared up again.

He immediately took three tablets of Nitroglycerin, and his condition slightly improved.

But bad news kept coming one after another; the New Di Du Daily matter wasn't over yet, and his assistant told him that Hua Shi TV's news channel was about to launch an in-depth investigative report on this matter.

Upon hearing this news, Xiao Kai instantly lost his usual composure and ethereal vigor.

He doesn't know why, upon arriving in Di Du, everything goes against him—without illness, he becomes ill; the media even becomes impervious to swords and spears, and whether he uses threats and bribes or compromise and pleading, it's all useless, as they are determined to conduct an in-depth follow-up on his hospitalization.

Currently, Hua Shi TV's reporters are right downstairs; reportedly, the preliminary report will be on TV soon.

Damn it, Xiao Kai cursed furiously in his heart; he really doesn't understand which deity he has offended.

He turned on the TV, saw the host inside broadcasting the news, and felt unusually irritable.

Soon, he saw news about himself.

A photo of himself lying in an Emergency Rescue Service vehicle served as the background, while the host was saying something.

Xiao Kai felt sharp pain again in his precordial area; his vision began to darken, and a buzzing sounded in his ears.

Not bothering to listen to the host's broadcast, he immediately opened the medicine bottle, poured out one tablet of Nitroglycerin into his hand, as quickly as possible placed the medicine in his mouth, and swallowed a sip of warm water.

But it had absolutely no effect as legend said; the noise in his ears grew louder, dark spots kept flashing before his eyes, he had no strength, and the pain in his chest was excruciating, as if steel needles were piercing his body.

He again swallowed three tablets of Nitroglycerin in one go; when taking them down with warm water, Xiao Kai recalled that, it seemed... Nitroglycerin is supposed to be taken sublingually.

He didn't understand the difference between sublingual and oral administration.

These Western doctors are just full of fuss—isn't it just about taking medicine? Yet they distinguish between sublingual and oral. Xiao Kai has long been accustomed to dismissing hospitals and medicine, and even in a life‑threatening moment he hasn't forgotten to mutter a complaint.

Remembering when he bought the medicine, he hastily glanced at the instructions, which said to take one tablet sublingually at a time, with a maximum of three tablets.

Xiao Kai felt all his strength drained; the harder he tried to exert himself, the worse the chest pain became. He desperately poured out several tablets of Nitroglycerin, dumped them all into his mouth, and held them under his tongue.

This time should be fine; this moment should be fine, he reassured himself.

He sat in the chair, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the reaction after taking the medication.