1997 The hemp rope is specially cut at the thinnest places.
With the sound of a horse neighing "唏鲁lv", the fool drove Xiao Han and Old Man Hua to the hospital at the edge of Zhuangzi. Because the snow was too thick and the road was difficult to travel, this stretch of road only lasted a quarter of an hour on weekdays.
, but it took nearly half an hour to arrive today.
"Master Marquis, we're here!" The idiot, whose head was covered with gauze and looked like a mummy, with a huge bow tied on top of his head, jumped out of the carriage and shouted to Xiao Han in the carriage with a silly smile.
"Got it!" In the carriage, Xiao Han agreed first, and after opening the curtain and helping Old Man Hua down, he frowned and looked at the idiot.
At this time, he had long forgotten how he gritted his teeth and wished he could tear the idiot into pieces. He could only ask with some annoyance: "Isn't it just a false report? Why is Uncle idiot so harsh?"
"Hey, don't worry, Mr. Hou, I'm fine!" However, the fool still looked heartless and grinned: "I just accidentally hit the tree and broke a small hole in my head that day.
It has stopped bleeding a long time ago! But my uncle insisted on wrapping it so tightly and said that if you can’t see it, you are not allowed to pick it off!”
After saying that, the fool seemed to suddenly remember something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stretched out his hand to untie the gauze on his head, and then let out a sigh of relief: "By the way, Mr. Hou, you should also watch now
Here we are, I can finally untie it, I’ve been suffocated to death for the past two days!”
Next to the carriage, Xiao Han watched with dull eyes as the idiot took off the gauze, and used it as a fan to fan himself. The tense expression on his face finally relaxed.
He naturally knew why Uncle Lunzi acted like this. It was nothing more than beating the child in front of outsiders! But the question was: Did Uncle Lunzi think that after he put so much effort into dressing Lunzi up like this, he would be beaten by his precious nephew?
Is your son's words broken to pieces?
"Well, that idiot, when you go back, be sure not to tell Uncle Lunzi that the bandage on your head was taken off in front of me!" After staying for a moment, Xiao Han finally patted the idiot's shoulder.
, he said a serious word, turned around and chased after Old Man Hua, leaving the dumbfounded man scratching his head in confusion: "What happened to these two people, Uncle and Mr. Hou? Why are they both interested in my bandage?"
? I’m babbling, I can’t figure it out! I really can’t figure it out!”
Not to mention Monk Zhanger's confusion, here, when Xiao Han arrived near the hospital, it was almost noon.
Originally, this should be the busiest time of the day in the hospital, but now, it is quiet here, as if even it has been frozen by the ice and snow, without a trace of sound.
Just now, on the way here, Xiao Han already knew some of the current situation of the hospital through Old Man Hua.
Although Old Man Hua angrily said that the disease is not suitable for the New Year, doctors still have to celebrate the New Year! This will be true in later generations, let alone today, when festivals are particularly important!
Therefore, there are only a few doctors left in the hospital now, and most of the others have gone home to reunite with their families and enjoy this rare leisure time.
The doctors in the hospital are like this, and so are the patients.
If there was no emergency illness, or if Old Man Hua told them that they were really homeless, most of them would have left here at this time.
"The houses here are all built by you. They are very solid and nothing will happen. The houses that were collapsed by the snow are all behind." Old Man Hua turned around and saw Xiao Han looking at the hospital in a daze. He couldn't help but stop and sighed.
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In fact, as early as the design of the hospital, a place similar to an inn was built nearby for patients and their families to stay. The price is more than half cheaper than an ordinary hotel!
In Xiao Han's original words, the hospital is not a place to make money, so except for the most basic expenses, he doesn't make any extra money!
But even so, there are still many patients who cannot afford housing. These people have long been ruined by the disease! Even the money for medical treatment is scraped together and borrowed from here and there. Who is willing to spend money to live in it?
hostel?
Therefore, in order to save some money, they would rather find some branches and thatch to build a simple shelter by themselves than live in a hotel with complete facilities. However, they did not expect that this year's snow would be so heavy and so heavy.
So thick! Even their last shelter was completely crushed and buried in the snow.
“The hemp rope is cut at the thinnest part, and misfortune finds its way to the poor!”
With a silent sigh in his heart, Xiao Han stepped on the thick snow and came to the north of the hospital. Here, he saw the shacks that Old Man Hua mentioned.
And the reason why those shacks were built here is just because the people who come here to see the doctor know that south of the hospital is the land of Xiaojiazhuangzi. Even though the people of Xiaojiazhuangzi have never said anything about it, they still consciously put it there.
The shacks were all set up in this unclaimed land to the north of the hospital.
Standing in front of the shack area, Xiao Han suddenly realized that the scene in front of him was a little different from the crying, swearing and swearing he had expected when he came here.
Looking around, it is true that many of the shacks here have been collapsed by the heavy snow, but I don't see anyone complaining about others, making troubles and wallowing, and there are no scoundrels like later generations who want to make the whole world lose money as long as they suffer a loss!
Here, there are only some people with sad faces, silently clearing the snow, carrying wood and thatch, trying to dig out some useful things from it.
"Miracle Doctor Hua, are you here?"
"Thank you Divine Doctor Hua for saving your life last time!"
"It's cold, Divine Doctor Hua. You'd better go back as soon as possible. Our place will be cleaned up soon."
The sudden arrival of Xiao Han and his group naturally attracted the attention of some people. However, most of them did not recognize Xiao Han, but they were very familiar with Old Man Hua beside Xiao Han. From time to time, some people would put down their work and come over to kowtow to Old Man Hua.
He saluted and thanked the old man for his life.
"Hey..." Seeing such a scene, the wrinkles on Old Man Hua's face seemed to be a little deeper. He turned to look at Xiao Han, wanting to say something, but in the end he held back.
Xiao Han saw Old Man Hua's actions and guessed what he was going to say. It was nothing more than giving these poor people a place to stay. This was easy for the wealthy Xiao Han, even if he now moved the people to the south
Those hotels are all free and open, so it’s not unaffordable!
But the question is, can Xiao Han do it?!
Because he comes from later generations, Xiao Han knows deeply: In this world, let alone free meals, even big pot meals, in the end, no one will have anything to eat!
That's why he insisted on charging fees whether he was setting up a hospital or a hotel. Even if the fee was less, or even if it wasn't even enough to cover the cost, he still had to charge it. It was really not possible, and it couldn't be free of charge.
