Seven hundred and fortieth chapters of despair and rebirth
“Ah….damn it!”
Fang Le walked around the department, came out of the emergency department, and was about to drive home when he heard a sudden wail not far away.
Following the sound, I saw a forty-year-old woman sitting on the ground at the door of the outpatient clinic building and crying, crying and cursing.
Look at what the woman is wearing: a red cotton-padded jacket with patterns on it, a red turban on her head, and cotton shoes made by herself on her feet.
Fang Le is not unfamiliar with this kind of clothing for women. In winter, women in Fangjiaping basically dress like this. That is to say, in Xijing City, young people wear down jackets more often, and older people wear cotton jackets, trousers and cotton shoes.
There are quite a few.
The woman sat on the ground and howled loudly, crying and cursing. Many people had gathered around her.
The door of the outpatient building of the hospital is a place where people come and go, and it is also the place with the most people. Some people stand on the side and watch, and some people come up to ask. The woman just keeps crying and scolding, and does not answer anyone's questions.
"You bitch, why don't you die? What should I do?"
The woman's crying soon alerted the doctors and nurses in the clinic, and a thirty-year-old female nurse came out with a twenty-something young nurse.
At the door of the outpatient building, a woman's crying will really have a bad impact on the hospital. No matter what the reason is, if the woman is allowed to cry like this, other people will think that the hospital may have done something to her.
"What happened to you?"
The older nurse squatted next to the woman and asked.
"If you tell me anything, maybe we can be of some help."
"Can we calm down for a while first?"
"okay!"
Seeing that the woman still ignored him after talking for a long time, the older nurse suddenly lost his expression and gave a sharp shout. The woman was startled and stopped crying. Looking at the older nurse, her face also showed a little timidity.
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"This is a hospital. If you have anything to say, please speak up. If we can help, we will try to help. If there are any conflicts or misunderstandings, we will try to resolve them. This is not a place for crying."
The older nurse still had a gloomy face.
"I......"
The woman stammered, with a cry in her voice: "I took my mother to the hospital for medical treatment. I spent 200 yuan to register for a specialist number, but the expert said our number was fake..."
"Two hundred dollars?"
The older nurse asked directly: "Did you buy it at the entrance of the hospital?"
"Um."
The woman nodded: "They said it was difficult to get Director Zheng's account and that they wouldn't be able to get it in the short term. We didn't believe it before, but we've been waiting for two or three days..."
Fang Le was already close now, listening to the woman's words.
The thing is actually very bloody and very common.
The woman came from a rural area and brought her mother to Xijing Hospital to see a doctor. She wanted to take Zheng Gaofeng's name. Zheng Gaofeng, the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Xijing Hospital, was quite famous.
Moreover, Director Zheng does not go to the outpatient clinic every day, and it is indeed difficult to get a number. In fact, not only Zheng Gaofeng, but also the experts in several departments of Xijing Hospital are not easy to get a number.
Unpopular departments are better, especially those with more patients, such as hepatobiliary, cardiac, internal medicine, orthopedics, etc. It is really difficult to get the number of top experts.
Xijing Hospital is the top hospital in Qinzhou Province, and several experts in various fields are also well-known.
After the woman arrived, she was stopped by a scalper at the entrance of the hospital before she even entered the hospital. The scalper got the information out of the woman with just a few words. Knowing that the woman wanted to register with Zheng Gaofeng, he said that it was difficult to register.
There's a number on the side, but it's a bit more expensive.
The woman asked, and the other person said two hundred, which frightened the woman.
Two hundred yuan is a month's salary for many people. For rural women like this, two hundred yuan is basically enough to cover their expenses for several months. It only costs more than a dozen a month to buy groceries or something.
dollars.
The scalpers were not in a hurry. The woman had been waiting in line at the hospital for three days. Zheng Gaofeng did not come for the first two days, but on the third day, when the woman was not there, the call was canceled.
This man had to eat and drink in Xijing City, and he had to spend money every day, and he couldn't get an account, so the woman gritted her teeth and bought a scalper account.
In fact, many of the people who buy scalper numbers at the entrance of the hospital are poor people like women. The really powerful people don't have to worry about not being able to register. On the contrary, the poor people who have no money need to really queue up to register. And these
Among the people, the locals are better off, but those who come from out of town will have to settle accounts for eating, drinking and eating.
As long as there is no illness or disaster, you can get some food and shelter, and you need to have a place to live with the patient. After a few days, even those who were initially afraid of being scammed will be tempted by scalpers.
If you really can get medical treatment in advance and save money, it won’t be a big loss.
But after the woman bought the number, she went to the outpatient clinic. Before entering the clinic, she just asked at the nurse's desk which clinic her number was in. The nurse took one look and said it was fake.
After buying a fake number for 200 yuan, the woman was confused at the time. After confirming it again and again, she walked to the door of the clinic in despair. She could no longer control her emotions, so this scene happened.
"To register, you still have to go to the registration desk of the outpatient clinic. There are indeed many scammers out there, so be careful in the future."
The older nurse was helpless. She was not the first woman she had ever met. She had seen her many times. At this moment, she had no choice but to comfort her.
Give me a number?
Not to mention that nurses don't have this right, even if they do, once this hole is opened, it will be difficult to deal with the next one who says that he has a false number and whoever cries at the door.
Sometimes in the hospital, patients and their families feel that doctors and nurses are inhumane, cold-blooded, and difficult to understand. In this situation, do they have no compassion?
But from the perspective of doctors and nurses, even if they are performing their own duties, some things are unavoidable, because the profession of doctors and nurses is really the most likely to encounter pitiful people, and it is also the profession that encounters the most pitiful people.
There is no one.
"Wow!"
When the woman heard this, she couldn't help crying again.
It was not that the woman was unwilling to talk to others just now, it was just that she was desperate at that moment, and she was in the process of venting her emotions.
On the one hand, the money is gone, and the number is fake, which means she has to continue to register.
"Come!"
Fang Le walked to the young nurse and gently patted the nurse on the shoulder.
"Professor Fang!"
The young nurse was a little surprised when Professor Fang took the initiative to greet her.
"Shh!"
Fang Le made a silent gesture, took two steps away, and waved to the nurse.
The young nurse followed Fang Le to the side.
"Professor Fang!" the nurse looked a little excited.
Fang Le is a famous person in the hospital. Although Fang Le is only the deputy director and associate professor now, Fang Le has a higher status than the dean in the minds of many young doctors and nurses.
The young nurse is not a doctor in the emergency department. She has only seen Fang Le from a distance and has not been able to talk to him. Now Professor Fang took the initiative to talk to him. If other nurses knew about this, they would not be envious. she?
"Professor Fang, my name is Shen Zhenzhen."
"Nurse Shen!"
Fang Le greeted him politely, and then whispered: "You asked the patient to register in the emergency department. You said that although registration and examination there are more expensive, there will be a doctor soon and there is a possibility of referral."
When the patient's family members encountered this situation, both the older nurse, the young nurse and Fang Le were somewhat sympathetic, but the two nurses really had no choice.
Not to mention the two nurses, even a doctor in the emergency department would not dare to come up with such an idea when encountering such a thing.
From a procedural perspective, the emergency department has priority and is emergency. Any patient who arrives at the emergency department can enjoy medical services.
However, in practice, in order to allow patients to seek treatment in an orderly manner, the registration fees, outpatient fees, and examination fees in the emergency department are more expensive than those in outpatient clinics. This is also to prevent all patients from going to the emergency department, and some patients do not need to be registered with experts. , and I don’t want to queue up at the outpatient clinic. Isn’t it better to go to the emergency department?
Cost is one thing, and the emergency department is first and foremost for emergencies. There are no restrictions after the outpatient clinic closes at night. During the day, the outpatient department is working, and patients who are not in a hurry must be diverted to the emergency department to persuade them to leave.
When a patient enters the emergency department, if the emergency department doctors can't handle it, they have to report it to the next level or invite a specialist clinic for consultation. They can be referred, but lower-level doctors will be scolded no matter how hard they approach the higher-level doctors.
Most other doctors will not mind this matter.
Fang Le is the deputy director of the emergency department, and he is qualified, so it does not exist. This kind of operation is completely in line with the process, and there is no precedent.
"Professor Fang, you are so kind."
Shen Zhenzhen nodded, flattered Director Fang, then walked over, leaned next to the woman and spoke to her.
The older nurse also saw Shen Zhenzhen following Fang Le just now. She knew what was going on and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really?"
The woman was dubious.
"Director Fang in the emergency department is very good. There are doctors there who will understand the situation first. You are from out of town, so it is better than waiting outside."
After hearing what Shen Zhenzhen said, the woman nodded and wiped her tears: "Thank you, thank you."
"Go, the emergency department is over there."
Shen Zhenzhen gave me directions.
The woman stood up, patted the dust on her butt and clothes, and entered the clinic again. After a while, she helped an old lady about sixty years old and walked out. Seeing the old lady's appearance, many people They were all shocked.
Let’s not talk about other things about the old lady. One of her eyes actually protruded and reached the outside of her eye sockets. It was scary to look at her.
"Mom, please slow down."
The woman supported the old lady and walked slowly. It turned out that when the woman was howling outside just now, her mother was still waiting inside.
It is really not easy for a woman from the countryside to encounter such a thing when she arrives in a provincial capital and such a large hospital. She is unfamiliar with the place and feels uneasy.
"Fortunately, I met Director Fang."
The older nurse sighed.
"Yes, if there were another director, he wouldn't necessarily care." Shen Zhenzhen nodded.