The patient was returned to the ward.
Next, the patient's family members exclaimed one by one, frightening Zhao Yilin.
What are you doing?
"Wake up!"
"Hey, hands, come and see, his hands!"
"What's wrong with your hand?"
"Stop shaking!"
"My mouth won't twitch anymore!"
"Don't even shake your head!"
??????
Zhao Yilin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pushed through the crowd and came to the patient.
My hands really don’t shake!
My mouth no longer twitches! My head no longer shakes!
Check! Yes, check it.
He is conscious, his eyes are mobile, his mouth is a little crooked, his left limb muscle strength is level 3, his muscle tone is slightly higher on the left side, normal on the right side, and his pathological reflexes are positive??????
"Liu Muqiao!"
"Here."
On the periphery of the crowd, Liu Maqiao answered calmly.
"Uh, okay, it's okay."
Zhao Yilin withdrew and returned to the doctor's office before taking a seat. Several family members came up at once, and one was still answering the phone.
The call was made to the leader of Qingjiang City Government and the patient’s youngest son.
"Yes, yes, the operation was very successful. My hands no longer shake, my mouth no longer twitches, my head no longer shakes. I can speak clearly and can hold chopsticks by myself?????? Well, well, definitely, definitely
I will be very grateful. Yes, yes, Parkinson's disease is completely cured, um, the hematoma from the stroke has also been cleared??????"
A group of people surrounded Zhao Yilin.
"Professor Zhao, your medical skills are so brilliant!"
"It's unexpected. We didn't have high hopes, but we didn't expect it to be better than before the stroke."
"We only heard that Antai Hospital has launched minimally invasive puncture surgery for hematomas. Unexpectedly, even Parkinson's disease can be cured!"
"Professor Zhao is really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo."
"Better than Hua Tuo!"
"The virtue of rebirth."
??????
Zhao Yilin was so stunned by the praise that he didn't even have a chance to explain. Peng Dehui, director of the neurology department of our hospital, stepped forward.
"Okay, okay, don't get so close. The spittle will fly to my professor. Tell me what happened to your patient."
It was such a mess that Director Peng didn't understand what was going on. When the patient stopped to explain, Director Peng let out a cry and went to the ward.
Zhao Yilin and the patient’s family members are left behind.
"Liu Muqiao!"
Director Zhao called out, but no one answered.
"Zou Qingxiang!"
No one answered either.
Well, there is no acquaintance in the office, and the patient’s family members are all chirping and praising Zhao Yilin.
Zhao Yilin couldn't laugh or cry, Liu Muqiao, Liu Muqiao, you finally did it!
He wants to cry, he is afraid.
The Department of Neurology has worked hard to double the number of hospital beds and triple the income. Don’t let anything happen at this time!
Once Liu Muqiao is fired, the Department of Neurology will be brought back to its original shape.
He wanted to laugh again, it felt so good.
For a patient whose whole body was shaking and unable to take care of himself, Liu Maqiao kept silent and did not spend a penny more on the patient. The patient suddenly got better and was better than before the stroke. How could the doctor be unhappy when he achieved this?
?
It’s so exciting!
"Liu Muqiao!"
Still no answer.
Where did it go?
Director Peng is back.
"Why did you suddenly make such great progress? Professor Zhao, didn't Parkinson's disease say that only Professor Hao can do it in this province? It turns out that you can do it?"
Zhao Yilin laughed.
What would be a better answer for him? He really didn’t think of the right words.
Director Peng Dehui continued: "Isn't it said that the threshold for Parkinson's disease surgery is very high? Advanced technology is not enough. We also need tens of millions of equipment, and do we need robots?"
Zhao Yilin still laughed.
"Professor Zhao, I really didn't expect that you have such advanced technology. From now on, when our hospital has patients, we will send them to you. It turns out that you are much better than the provincial hospital."
Zhao Yilin still responded with "haha".
Director Peng added: "I originally told the patient's family that 5,000 yuan was the cost of hiring a professor. Now that you have cured Parkinson's disease by the way, how should you calculate this price?"
"We are all acquaintances, we are all friends, why are you talking about this?" Zhao Yilin only agreed to receive 3,000, but now he feels that he is really at a loss.
There is no uniform standard for charging for a real Parkinson's disease surgical treatment, but it is at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, and some places have received 150,000 yuan. This patient did not charge almost a penny.
What a loss.
When the patient's family members heard this, they also felt sorry and said one after another, "We'll pay more, we'll pay more, we're not bad with the money.
We started contacting each other on the phone again. The money matter is still the matter of the younger son in the city hall.
After a while, Zhao Yihui received a call, asking how much he should give.
Zhao Yihui glanced at Zhao Yilin. Zhao Yilin raised his hand high, with his index finger and thumb forming a circle, which meant a 0, no need to increase the price.
Zhao Yihui said to the phone, "We are all acquaintances, and you are the leader. My brother said that for a discount, just add a 0 to the original one."
The answer was straightforward, "Thank you very much. It's so cheap. I really didn't expect it."
Before Zhao Yilin could correct him, the patient had already formed an agreement.
Yes, if you cure this disease, you will make money.
Besides, there are people outside, and our Zhang family is not short of money, so it is a favor price of 1 yuan, which we think is reasonable.
Yes, that’s why they gave us Director Zhang’s face.
When Zhao Yilin heard this, he couldn't bear the money. If he didn't want it, he would be looking down on others. They have face, and the price of this face is not low.
Today, the entire Neurology Department of Jiangcheng County People's Hospital is in a peaceful atmosphere.
The patient himself was already sitting on the bed eating porridge. He insisted that no one else feed him, and he took the spoon and put it into his mouth one by one.
Haha, haha.
Every few minutes, he laughed involuntarily.
It has been more than ten years, even if today is the happiest, in these ten years, who would have thought that there would be a day when we could rejuvenate ourselves? Haha, haha.
Good stroke!
Stroke cures old illness!
The patient's family is also happy.
There is a patient at home, and the whole family is exhausted! Just feeding and going to the toilet is disgusting enough. In the past, they thought that they would only be relieved if the old man died. Who knew that happiness would come so suddenly?
The people at the People's Hospital are also happy. Although Director Peng has no merit, he is responsible for the recommendation and reception. At least, he can get some credit.
The son who contributed the money is also happy. Of course he is happy when his father is well. Another point is, what will the people in his hometown think of him? This is because there are people outside our old Zhang family who can hire the best professors. If there is no one outside, I will be sick.
Now, why don’t you lie in bed at home and wait to die?
Of course Zhao Yilin is also happy. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he is the one who deserves the most credit.
As for money, it doesn’t bite anyone anyway, it’s not corruption or bribery, it’s clean.
Of course, the happiest person now is Liu Muqiao.
He stood in Tiantai Mountain, breathing the fresh air of Jiangcheng County, and felt particularly refreshed.
What's more, do you think Liu Miqiao can't be happy with the beauty of the operating room who invited him to the rooftop to stay with him?
This chapter has been completed!