Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

gers wearing masks and hats.
He was tossed around like an object by the nurse and pressed like a dough by the doctor.
His two arms were still broken! How painful and helpless he must be.

 But what can I do for him?

Lian Qiao clenched his fists and was full of anger at himself.

He hated himself for being self-willed and fooling around, causing RenDong to fall like this.
He hated himself for not being able to suffer for RenDong, so he could only look at RenDong suffering.

He slammed the wall hard.
His hand didn’t feel pain, but his stomach hurt.

The pain was piercing, as if the action of hammering the wall had affected a nerve.
In fact, he felt a little sick to his stomach along the way but RenDong was hurt so badly, how could he have the mind to take care of himself.

No pain, no pain!

He bit his lip, still lying on the big glass, staring inside like a gecko without blinking.

It scared the medical staff who passed by.

Ten minutes later, Director Lian roared loudly and kicked him out of the office on the grounds that it would affect the normal work of the ward.

This was fine.
Lian Qiao was kicked out of the gates of the ward and reduced to staying with other family members.

According to regulations, family members can only visit the ICU for half an hour a day.
However, the doctors inside would come out at any time to talk to and sign documents with the family members.
Hence many family members squatted outside the ICU, anxiously waiting for the door to open and receive their sentencing.

Just now, everyone saw the scene where someone was hurriedly sent into the ICU.
Lian Qiao, a newcomer, was also a young and handsome junior and hence has received a lot of attention from the family members.

Several family members came over and asked him who he was and how he was able to get into the ICU.
They also told him the many rules and regulations for getting into the ICU.
For example, the daily visiting time was 3 o’clock in the afternoon and he has to change his clothes at the door before entering.
Also every three to five days money would need to be transferred into the hospital’s account, otherwise if the patient’s account got frozen then the doctor’s would not be able to prescribe any medication.

Although these family members were well-intentioned, the chatter surrounding him made Lian Qiao dizzy.
Lian Qiao responded silently but his stomach still hurt.
He covered his stomach unconsciously, thinking in a trance: Will RenDong be alright? Will RenDong be all right…?

After all, he just got out of the elevator… It should be a blessing in disguise…

But if he really comes to the point of life and death, will he immediately re-enter the elevator?

Will he go into the elevator alone?! Like Yuan XueMing?!

Damn it! He forgot about that! How could he leave RenDong alone!

Thinking of this, Lian Qiao couldn’t breathe.
He immediately got up and went to ring the doorbell of the ICU.
He said to the camera: “Let me in, hurry up!” 

The  little nurse’s timid voice came from the walkie-talkie: “Your dad… er, Director Lian won’t let me, he said you’re in the way… “…”

Lian Qiao pleaded, “No, I’ll be obedient, just let me stay by his side, I promise…” Having said this, he suddenly squatted down holding his stomach, sweating all over his body.

On the walkie-talkie, the little nurse continued to apologize.
The ICU doors remained locked.

The family members of other patients around him gathered around him.
Some cared about him, and some accused the ICU medical staff of being inhumane.
With all the incessant chattering, Lian Qiao felt dizzy.

In the midst of incomparable irritability, he heard a familiar voice.

“Why are you squatting here?”

Lian Qiao raised her head in embarrassment with cold sweat and tears and saw a familiar face bathed in sunlight.

“Mom!” The appearance of his mother was like a shot of adrenaline, making him feel no pain anywhere.
He stood up abruptly, pointed at the door and complained, “He won’t let me in!”

This middle-aged woman was valiant and walked with wind.
The family members around her recognize her at a glance.

—Isn’t this the chief director of the ICU, Director Qiao! {Yup Lian Qiao’s name is literally just his mum and dad’s surnames put together.}

The young man who called her “Mom”…

When the family members who felt pity for him a while ago saw that this young descendant turned out to be from a super-connected family, they couldn’t help but shrink their hands and back away in embarrassment.

Several family members politely called “Director Qiao”.
Lian Qiao’s mother nodded to them as a greeting, then carted her son off to the staff passage next to him.     

“What’s the situation? Why are you squatting outside and crying in sterile clothes?” Lian Qiao’s mother said casually while swiping her card to open the door, “Aren’t you embarrassed?”

With a twist of her lips, she shook his head and said, “You are really annoying and affecting the rescue team.
Have his family members been found yet?”

“That’s not important.” Lian Qiao was anxious and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, “I have to stay by his side.”

Lian Qiao’s mother changed into her work clothes and took Lian Qiao into the patient area again.
This time, Lian Qiao has behaved well and was determined to keep his mouth shut and stop being a nuisance.

However, when he saw RenDong, his mood was still a little broken.

RenDong was still lying naked, with tubes all over his body.
HIs two arms was simply bandaged with gauze.
So the bones were invisible but the joints were strangely shaped, blood oozing out of the gauze and they still appeared shocking.
A young doctor in full gear, gloves and a hat, was putting a needle in his thigh.

At this time, Director Lian had gone somewhere and only the doctors and nurses of the ICU were left by the bedside.

It was unknown if it was because of excessive blood loss or too low body temperature but RenDong was as pale as paper.
His skin was almost transparent and it’s unknown how many needles had pierced his thigh, leaving several blue-purple needle holes.
Lian Qiao’s scalp was numb when he saw it and only felt that his thighs were also hurting.
He couldn’t help but whisper, “What are they doing? Why is he getting so many needles?”

Lian Qiao’s mother glanced over briefly: “A femoral vein puncture in order to put a tube into it to facilitate fluid rehydration.
The ones on the side are arterial blood gas.
They need to be dynamically reviewed, so they are punctured a lot.”

After she finished speaking, she ignored Lian Qiao and went over.
She asked the young doctor: “Why don’t you do the subclavian vein?” 

The young doctor was sweating profusely and his face was embarrassed: “The condition of the blood vessels is very poor and I can’t get it under the clavicle.
Even if I can, I can’t do it three times.
Director Lian explained that the patient’s pain should be minimized as much as possible.
It’s painful so don’t puncture the same place repeatedly, so…”

Lian Qiao’s mother pursed her lips: “He doesn’t know shit.
Let me do it.” 

The sentence “He doesn’t know shit” made everyone in the ICU hide behind the mask and snicker.
There is no doubt that Director Lian and his wife are deeply in love.
However, one is a cowboy surgeon and the other was a careful ICU doctor.
Dissing each other was common and everyone was long accustomed to it.
The two directors didn’t mind being joked about either, as long as they didn’t laugh too loudly.

Lian Qiao’s mother put on her gloves and hat, reached out and touched the groin of RenDong, probably looking for blood vessels.
She quickly set the position, picked up the puncture needle, and pushed down for a while.
The dark red venous blood immediately poured into the needle.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Subsequently, the guide wire, catheter, and tube sealing solution were delivered in turn.
Lian Qiao’s mother flipped her fingers, placed the tube neatly and completed a beautiful deep vein puncture.

The crowd started applauding her.
However Lian Qiao was a little unable to stand and needed to grab the fence beside the bed to just barely stabilize his body.

His stomach started to hurt again, he felt bloated and wanted to vomit.

Did he eat something bad…how come at such a time…

His damned digestive system!

Everyone’s attention was on Xu RenDong but no one noticed that Lian Qiao, who was silent beside him, was as pale as paper.