As get off work was approaching, the hospital, which had been noisy all day, gradually became quiet.
The hospital is the most contradictory place in the world, with two completely opposite emotions of hope and disappointment filling the air.
"Dr. Li, Old Man Zhang's asthma in Ward 3 has improved a lot. He asked me to thank you on his behalf."
"The little sister in Ward No. 2, whose face is as red as an apple, doesn't have any stomach pain anymore. She will probably be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Nurse Liu Fang is like a chirping sparrow, appearing at the door of the consulting room from time to time.
Li Donglai has only been a formal doctor for one day and has already treated twelve patients.
And these patients are all docile, which is very important for nurses, who are most afraid of uncontrolled patients.
If something goes wrong with the patient, the hospital will only blame the nurse.
Of course, when there is good news, there is also bad news.
When it was almost time to get off work, the little sparrow came again to deliver a message.
"Dr. Ding, Dr. Li, and old man Liu on the third floor are dying."
Old Man Liu?
Li Donglai had just arrived at the hospital and only knew his own patients.
"Old man Liu is a patient of Dr. Zhang. He is an old worker in the welding workshop of the steel rolling mill. He caught a cold a while ago and didn't care about it. He only came to the hospital after he coughed so much that he couldn't even lift his head. Dr. Zhang gave him chlortetracycline.
, penicillin and other anti-inflammatory drugs, but the effect is not good. Logically, he should be transferred to Chaoyang Hospital, but he is unwilling." Seeing Li Donglai's confused look, Ding Qiunan came over and explained in a low voice.
"Workers and their families receive medical treatment at our steel rolling mill hospital, and bed and medical expenses are free of charge. They only need to pay the registration fee."
"When you see a doctor outside, you don't enjoy the benefits of the steel rolling mill."
"I heard that Old Man Liu's eldest son is getting married soon."
Li Donglai smiled silently, lowered his head and continued writing the prescription.
People, in this life, don’t have anything but illness, and don’t have no money, no matter what.
Thinking of money, Li Donglai paused at the tip of his pen.
At noon, he went to the logistics office of the steel rolling mill and wanted to withdraw one month's salary in advance.
However, the comrades from the Logistics Department told Li Donglai that his entry procedures had not been approved yet and he could not make an advance in advance.
In other words, he held on until next month.
Of course, Li Donglai now has 20 yuan and 50 cents, which is enough to spend a month with his sister.
But Li Donglai also wanted to send Li Xiaomei to school.
According to Mr. Yan, the third uncle, transfer students not only have to pay full tuition, but also have to pay for previous textbooks and homework books.
After all the calculations, it was estimated to cost more than six yuan.
Also, the clothes Li Xiaomei wore were from Li Donglai's childhood. They had been washed and turned white, and the knees of her pants were patched.
It's okay to wear at home, but now that I have to go to school, I have to find a tailor to make a suit of clothes that fit me, which is another huge expense.
There are also electricity bills, briquette bills, water bills...
Li Donglai felt a big word "poor" written on his face.
Of course, he also thought about using the barefoot doctor system to make some money to supplement his family's income.
But this system has more character.
First, the system must receive help from the patient before it can take effect.
Second, once the system gives a treatment plan and the patient does not follow the plan, the system will deduct 1 point.
To sum it up in one sentence, using the system without the trust of patients is asking for trouble.
The system is hopeless, I have a master!
How about licking Master again?
Li Donglai raised his head and looked at Ding Qiunan, who was reading a medical book. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and the fine hair on her face seemed to be coated with a layer of pale golden light against the backdrop of the setting sun.
fair cheeks...
Hey, why is your little face so red?
Li Donglai quickly withdrew his gaze and quickly slid the tip of his pen across the prescription paper.
If you lick it again, something might happen.
It’s better to think of other ways to make money.
The Rolling Mill Hospital stipulates that the prescriptions issued by doctors every day must be signed and kept for future reference. This is responsible for the patient, and it is also responsible for the doctor.
After finally finishing writing the prescription, Li Dong looked at the time and stretched: "Master, it's getting late, let's get off work?"
"Okay~" Ding Qiunan's heart was pounding. The rough man's gaze just now was so strange, it was as if he wanted her clothes to be peeled off.
If it were anyone else, Ding Qiunan would have stared back.
Ding Qiunan took the file handed over by Li Donglai and just put it in the filing cabinet when a hurried call came from the corridor.
"Doctor, where is the doctor? Come out quickly and save my grandson!"
"Master, something seems to have happened outside!" Li Donglai was already standing at the door. He saw an aunt running over with a stick in her arms. Behind her were Jia Zhang and several old ladies and daughters-in-law from the courtyard.
A group of people rushed into the surgical clinic, and the young nurses gathered around them.
Big-mouthed Liu Fang ran over: "Doctor Li, that kid just now seemed to have a mousetrap on his foot."
Mousetrap?
Li Donglai's brows knitted into knots.
It can't be such a coincidence, right? He just made three mouse traps for Silly Zhu at noon, and a child was trapped in the afternoon?
Well, probably not.
"Master, let's go take a look, maybe we can help." Li Donglai called Ding Qiunan and rushed to the surgical clinic.
In the clinic, the director of surgery looked at the mouse trap on Bang Tie's foot and was helpless.
This thing is not a mouse trap, it is clearly used to catch wolves.
At this time, Banggeng was unconscious, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his hair was soaked and messy and stuck to his scalp.
Mrs. Jia Zhang was so distressed that she shouted to Dr. Hu: "Doctor, you have to cure my eldest grandson. I am a worker's family, and the medical expenses are free of charge. You have good medicine to use."
"Comrade, don't worry, I'll check it first." Doctor Hu leaned down and carefully inspected Banggeng's injuries.
Touching the top of his feet with his hand, he felt some hard fragments in the flesh and blood. Without further examination, he could confirm that the injured person's foot bones were broken.
Doctor Hu looked carefully at the position where the steel nail was inserted, and realized something was wrong. The steel nail was inserted right into the tendon.
Doctor Hu wiped his sweat and raised his head: "Comrade, the patient may need an operation. Our hospital's conditions are insufficient. I suggest you send your child to Chaoyang Hospital as soon as possible."
Jia Zhang: "Chaoyang Hospital? No, my Xudong is a worker in a steel rolling mill. Now that the child is sick, why should he go to another hospital?"
Doctor Hu: "Old lady, as I said just now, the conditions of our hospital are not good..."
Mrs. Jia Zhang still wants to argue with Dr. Hu, and Auntie can't stand it anymore. If this continues, Banggeng will die here.
She turned to look at Liu's daughter-in-law: "Go and find Qin Huairu quickly."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
The Liu family's daughter-in-law ran away with her child in her arms.
Although Dr. Hu said he wanted to be transferred to another hospital, he still applied penicillin ointment on Bangge's feet.
