Zhou Mo turned a few pages briefly, and all the colorful pictures with texts were colorful, which she couldn't understand at all.

"Click" - the door opens.

Someone came in.

Zhou Mo looked back and saw that it was Duan Feng, and greeted him, "Doctor Duan."

Duan Feng nodded slightly, "Ms. Zhou."

He took off his white coat, hung it on the hanger, and walked to his desk to sit down.

Zhou Mo felt a little embarrassed.

The two of them barely knew each other, but they were not familiar with each other. It was too embarrassing to get along with acquaintances of this level.

Zhou Mo is not a self-professional personality. When she encounters such awkward moment, all she can do is to make the atmosphere continue to be awkward.

Fortunately, Ling Yuebin came back soon.

"Ah, Han Chen is not here?" he asked, sitting at his desk.

Duan Feng did not answer, but looked up from the computer and glanced at Zhou Mo.

Obviously, it means waiting for Zhou Mo to answer where Han Chen has gone.

Zhou Mo: "He didn't say it,"

"I guess I've gone to see the little boy with amputated surgery. Poor child."

Ling Yuebin shook his head with distress and helplessness, "There is no way, osteosarcoma is a high-incidence age in his teens. In order to save his life, he can only choose to amputate his limbs."

Although Zhou Mo did not see it with his own eyes, he felt unbearable when he heard Ling Yuebin's narrative.

Duan Feng asked: "Have his father found it?"

Ling Yuebin: "No, his mother is the only one who takes care of her."

Duan Feng: "Didn't the other family members come?"

Ling Yuebin: "The grandparents came to see me when the child was admitted to the hospital, but I never saw him again."

Duan Feng: "Okay, I'm going to deduct money again."

Ling Yuebin also rubbed his temples, "Hey, there's no way, just this rule. If you think about it, Han Chen will be more deducted than us."

Although he only had a few words, Zhou Mo could hear it roughly.

Hospitals are not only a place to cure diseases and save people, but also a place to witness separation from life and death, and a testament for good and evil in human nature.

The little boy's father disappeared, and the grandparents did not want to get seriously ill and were amputated, and the only mother of the child was in charge of the grandson.

This is not a minor operation, and the cost during the treatment is not a small number. Without the funding of other relatives, this disease will be enough to cause a family to suffer a catastrophe.

As a doctor, there is still nothing to do.

Osteosarcoma, terminal illness, will die if you don’t have amputation.

In this case, the only option is amputation.

The expensive treatment costs are the mountains that weigh on the patients.

But if the patient cannot get a job, it will become a mountain pressing on the doctor.

Doctors responsible for treating patients should not only be responsible for the patient's disease, but also promptly supervise the patient and urge the patient to pay the fee.

If the payment cannot be made, the hospital finance will specifically verify which department is in this situation. If the fees are not paid, the department will bear 50% of the remaining fees. The remaining ones will be deducted from the performance of each department doctor. The doctor or the attending doctor who is in charge of the bed shall bear the main responsibility, and the deduction will be more than others.

In most people's eyes, doctors may be a profession with high social status and salary, but in fact, it may be one of the few jobs that require paying for money to go to work.

According to Han Chen's working hours, he spent at least ten hours in the hospital every day, and sometimes he couldn't go home for a day or two.

Such work intensity and working duration are calculated based on hourly wages every month, which is only thirty or forty.

KFC works part-time and costs more than ten yuan per hour.

This does not count the cost of the time spent in studying medicine and the sunken money.

Otherwise, I would always say that I would persuade people to study medicine, and it would be thunderous.

After Ling Yuebin and Duan Feng chatted for a few words, they worked and studied quietly.

Zhou Mo was inconvenient to disturb him, so he could only keep quiet.

After get off work, Han Chen has not come back yet.

Duan Feng can get off work on time because he doesn’t have to work overtime.

He turned off the computer, got up and packed his desk, and prepared to get off work.

Suddenly a ringtone came.

It's Duan Feng's.

He picked it up, his tone a little impatient: "What's the matter?"

I don't know what I said on the other end of the conversation.

Duan Feng replied: "I'm very busy recently, so I'll talk about it later... When? I can't say it well. I'll look for you when I have time."

Lin Yuebin was curious and asked with a smile: "Do you go play ball with your friends again?"

"Yes," Duan Feng responded lightly and said, "I'll leave first."

After he left, Ling Yuebin also began to pack up his things.

Seeing that Han Chen had not returned yet, he reminded Zhou Mo: "Why do you call Han Cheng and ask when will he be back?"

"It's okay, he said he could get off work on time, so I'll wait."

Ling Yuebin didn't say anything else. After packing up his stuff, he carried his men's breast bag and adjusted his position, "I'll leave first."

"Okay, goodbye," Zhou Mo said goodbye to her.

After waiting alone for a long time, Han Chen came late.

He pushed open the door and panted, saying, "Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. A patient had a special situation just now."

"Is it the little boy who amputated?" Zhou Mo asked.

Han Chen was surprised: "How do you know?"

"What your colleague said."

Zhou Mo looked at Han Chen deeply, "You still have to be deducted money, right?"

"You know this too?" Han Chen was surprised.

"Why don't you say anything about such a difficult problem?" Zhou Mo asked.

"It's all about work, and it's useless to say it. It's also a bad thing for you to follow along, there's no need."

"Who said it's unnecessary?" Zhou Moyi interrupted him with a serious word, "You just told Ren Huaibo that I am your wife. Will you not treat me as your wife now?"

"Where is this?" Han Chen: "Don't think too much, I just don't want to worry you."

"I don't want to worry, so I should tell me everything. I don't just take on the problem by myself. No matter what the problem is, is it better for us to face it together?"

Han Chen was moved by Zhou Mo's insistence and directness. He stepped forward and put Zhou Mo in his arms.

"Thank you for understanding me."

Zhou Mo also hugged Han Chen's waist, put himself in his arms with peace of mind, and enjoyed the comfort of this moment.

"I know it's hard for you, and you have something to do with it alone. But since you're married, we're a family, a grasshopper tied to a rope. If you have something to worry about, you can tell me generously. Even if I can't help you solve your problems, at least I can listen to your complaints. When you are emotionally vented... If you keep everything in your heart, you're not happy and I'm not happy, why bother?"

Without saying a word, Han Chen just hugged Zhou Mo tightly in his arms, as if he was about to crush the person and rub it into his chest.

"Cough cough," Zhou Mo was squeezed by heavy force, and the conditioned reflex wanted to cough, "Be gentle."

Han Chen then let go and asked nervously, "Did you hurt?"

Zhou Mo coughed a few more times before she recovered, and she waved her hand.

"Let's go home."

"Walk."

Han Chen took the car keys from the desk drawer.

Zhou Mo asked: "Don't you go to your house?"

Han Chen said: "Didn't you say, put a film on your phone first?"
Chapter completed!