The waiting hall of Jinghua Sixth Hospital is always full of people.

As the operations in the operating room continue to go on, the number of family members outside the operating room will continue to increase. Here, most of the family members tend to be calm. Of course, most of the expressions are depressed and melancholy, but they are also emotional.

Not much.

The choice of elective surgery means that the patient chooses a time to decide his fate, and the patient's family members also have more time to adjust their mood and accept the facts.

Of course, there are always people who cannot accept the facts, especially family members who are suddenly diagnosed with a serious illness and undergo surgery immediately. They are the most excited. Those with poor family conditions are often more anxious. Getting sick is one thing, but it is tiring.

The debt is a heavy burden that breaks the camel's back.

Middle-aged woman Wang Xuemei knelt in front of the Amethyst Cave and never got up since she signed the contract again and sent her husband to the operating room.

Her education level is not high, but the various critical illness notices and informed consent forms still made her understand the situation. In the hospital, doctors and nurses are not always fierce, impatient, and impatient. Sometimes,

They will also become amiable and patient. When a patient has a serious illness, or to be more precise, when a person's illness is the top symptom that the department can handle, he will receive high-standard treatment.

In the Sixth Hospital, the level of gallbladder cancer is high enough, not to mention that Professor Feng Zhixiang is performing a flying knife. In this case, no young doctor wants to become a black hole in the process. They try their best to do the whole process.

Do it well, except for one thing: to relieve the patient's mood.

The patient's mood is not always relieved, not because the doctor's skills are not good, but because the pain is too deep.

Wang Xuemei just cried, kept crying, and kept crying.

If she had been more educated, Wang Xuemei might have cried out a poem. Her life was full of suffering, which was the most suitable environment for the birth of a poet. However, her life was so miserable that she did not accept it at all.

Enough education to explain your miserable life.

"They said it would be great if they came to the capital. They said it would be great if they came to the capital..." Wang Xuemei kept chanting, and couldn't help but put her fingers into the crystal cave to touch it, and then suddenly retracted it.

She wanted to deepen the power of prayer, but was afraid that she would do something wrong.

A new uncle came over to persuade me: "The floor in the hospital is cold. Don't freeze. You have to kneel down. Get up and sit for a while."

After saying this twice, Wang Xuemei took off her upper body coat and put it under her knees.

The old man who persuaded her couldn't laugh or cry. After a while, he brought her a lumbar cushion and said: "It's a little too small, just make do with it. If you ask me, Yonghe Temple is more effective, why don't you go over and try it, then

It's a big, serious temple, and the incense is abundant. We had an old friend who had a lot of problems, so he asked someone to go to Yonghe Temple to burn his head and add incense. Then he changed his mind and everything went smoothly."

"The first incense stick of Yonghe Temple? One hundred and eight sticks is about the same." The person behind him couldn't stand it any longer and jabbed: "How many people want to burn the first incense stick? Is it a matter of money?"

The old man glanced at the other party: "Then you come and persuade me."

"What advice do you have? If you like to kneel, just kneel. Kneeling is useful. Why do you need a doctor? If kneeling is useful, don't come to the hospital." The man's tone was sarcastic. He had long disliked the middle-aged woman in front of him.

The Du family member who stayed at the scene was Fat Sun. He looked at his amethyst cave with some helplessness. If his father hadn't strictly ordered it to be taken back, he wouldn't have wanted to take care of it.

However, how to stop someone from kneeling? Fat Sun could only look expectantly at Wang Xuemei who was kneeling on the ground, hoping that she would wake up on her own.

Wang Xuemei ignored these people.

She didn't understand what these people said, and she didn't want to. Most of them were deceived by what they said, so she might as well just do her own thing.

Wang Xuemei "dong dong dong" took three more bites, which was a response to other people's doubts.

The crisp sound made the patient's family members present helpless, but they understood her thoughts.

"Oh, it's such a cold place. When you get older, your legs will have to be cold. The legs I have now are from pain when I was building the dam."

"That's right. When I was in confinement, my mother-in-law said that I was too hot, so she only gave me three quilts. Other wives wear cotton pants and quilts."

"My husband didn't listen to me before. He just wore a pair of pants and went out. I was so angry that I picked up the mop stick and shined it on my legs."

"You girl is so fierce? What happened next? Did your husband listen to you? Did you apologize?"

"I don't know. Isn't this person still in the operating room?"

Crunch.

The double doors of the operating room seemed to have some magic power. When they made a sound, everyone in the waiting room fell silent.

"Are Li Gang's family members here?" the little doctor in charge of the bed shouted, with Xu Wen standing next to him.

Xu Wen is the official doctor of Beijing Sixth Hospital. Feng Zhixiang, who is the chief surgeon, and Ling Ran, who is the first assistant, are both of the nature of flying knives.

When Wang Xuemei heard the word "Li Gang", she put her hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but then she got bumped up again.

"My legs are numb." Wang Xuemei murmured to herself, her eyes were already looking, and she raised her hand: "I am a family member of Li Gang."

After saying that, Wang Xuemei walked over lamely.

Xu Wen hurried over to greet him, and then said: "Don't worry, your husband Li Gang has been sent to IU, that is, the intensive care unit. His operation was successful, and we still need to see how his recovery goes..."

"Severe... is it serious?" Wang Xuemei felt cold all over.

"Your husband was diagnosed with late-stage gallbladder cancer, a malignant tumor. However, the doctor's operation went very smoothly and the removal was clean. If the recovery goes smoothly, his life will be saved." Xu Wen did not correct Wang Xuemei's words.

But let’s say it again from a different angle.

Wang Xuemei hesitated and asked: "Relapse?"

"We can't say anything about this."

"How many days will we have to stay in the hospital? How long will it take for us to go back to work?" Wang Xuemei's thoughts quickly turned to the issue of repaying debt. She and her husband's incomes are not high. They both work. Although they often change jobs, on average,

They can earn at least 120,000 to 30,000 yuan a year, and can save about 100,000 yuan. If they had not returned to the village to build a house, they would be considered to be in good condition in the village.

Because of this, when Li Gang fell ill this time, Wang Xuemei borrowed the money without difficulty and came to the capital resolutely.

However, money should be spent wisely. After the operation is completed, spend as little as possible on the rest.

Xu Wen is very familiar with patients like Wang Xuemei.

In fact, most of the patients faced by hospitals in the capital come from other places. They have to pay for life-saving matters, but there are always those who cannot afford it.

"As for the cost, let your surgeon talk to you. If your family is really in difficulty, our hospital also has a green channel and can help you reduce some of it as appropriate." Xu Wen did not say more about the surgeon or the flying knife. thing.

The price of Professor Feng Zhixiang's flying knife is more than 100,000 yuan to the outside world, not counting the expenses of round-trip business class and assistants. Of course, the friendly price is more realistic, usually 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, also not counting the expenses of business class and assistants. , the total added together is about 70,000 yuan.

In China, this is already a textbook doctor’s price. From the perspective of the doctors in the Sixth Hospital, it is really cheap. There is no need to compare it with foreign countries. After the implementation of more domestic practices, high-end doctors are paying more in private hospitals. The asking price for practicing medicine in a hospital far exceeds this.

The chief physician of a large hospital in Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou may only earn more than 10,000 yuan, but in a private hospital, the salary can be doubled or even tripled. What's more, it is not reflected in the registration fee and diagnosis and treatment fee. Instead, the additional expenses such as bed fees are used to pay the doctor's surgery fees.

However, if these things were told to Wang Xuemei, they would definitely not be recognized.

Without prior negotiation, it would be too difficult for Wang Xuemei to get an extra thirty or forty thousand yuan, not to mention the cost of Ling Ran's flying knife.

Fortunately, Vice President Wang was present today, and with a stroke of his pen, the money came out of the public account cleanly and without causing trouble for Professor Feng.

Xu Wen proposed the green channel for another reason. The surgery performed by Professor Feng Zhixiang and Dr. Ling Ran, the post-operative drugs and care should be as good as possible. If the patient's family is allowed to change the treatment without authorization due to cost reasons The plan may offend two talented people at once, so why bother.

When Wang Xuemei heard that the fee could be reduced or reduced, a smile appeared on her face: "My family is really in a difficult situation. There are elders and younger children. We are elderly in rural areas. We have no retirement salary and no medical insurance. My husband is sleeping in bed now, and I am You have to take care of me. Without the help of relatives and friends, the family will run out of food."

Xu Wen smiled and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he said: "As for the cost, don't worry. Now we need to treat the person first. If you have any problems, talk to Dr. Wang."

Wang Xuemei nodded vigorously, and then tried to establish a relationship with the doctor in charge of the bed next to her: "Your surname is also Wang, and mine is also surnamed Wang. We were the same family five hundred years ago."

"Yes... you come with me and I'll tell you about the situation." Dr. Wang, who is in charge of the bed, performed the surgery today and was in a good mood. He just didn't dare to talk in the waiting room for fear of having someone record him if he said something wrong. , that would be troublesome.

Wang Xuemei nodded seriously and followed the steps of the bedside doctor closely, fearing that she would not be able to find him for a while. But when she arrived in front of the Amethyst Cave, Wang Xuemei suddenly stopped and took out all the steel drills from her pocket. Stuffed into the amethyst cave.

Wang Xuemei married Zi Jingdong and left quickly after Dr. Wang, the bed manager.

The crowd at the back looked at the Amethyst Cave and started making noises.

boom.

A coin hit the shell of the Amethyst Cave and bounced out.

Bang bang bang...

More coins flew out.

The family members of patients in a hall crowded forward consciously or unconsciously and threw coins.

Although the amethyst cave is small, and although the coins are thrown incorrectly, the crystals in the cave still jingle.
Chapter completed!