"Well, actually I understand your feelings very well," the doctor said with a face full of embarrassment: "I also really want her to be hospitalized for treatment, but our hospital has strict regulations. She cannot be treated without paying a sufficient deposit.
There’s nothing I can do about it.”
If you want to stay in the hospital, you must pay a deposit. Especially for people like Deng Jiayun, whose time is running out, it can be said that money is like water. If you don't pay enough deposit, the final accounts will definitely not be collected.
.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Deng Jiayun's father also knew that this was a rule, but he was worried about his daughter.
A grown man in his fifties squatted on the ground and started crying. Deng Jiayun's mother had already fainted from crying and was still lying aside, unwilling to wake up.
Shan Jingrou felt the same and immediately took out her wallet and said, "Doctor, how much is the deposit? I'll pay it for them..."
Shan Jingrou came over today because she wanted to do her part to help this poor girl, so she brought a lot of money.
The doctor was very happy to hear that someone was willing to help pay the deposit, but just when he was about to agree, suddenly there was a sound of helicopter propellers in the sky outside, and everyone was suddenly startled, and then someone exclaimed: "It's the sound of a helicopter!
It’s a helicopter!”
Ordinary people must have never seen a helicopter, so when someone shouted, many people who were watching the excitement immediately ran out.
Shan Jingrou was also stunned, but she was different from others. After the brief daze, Shan Jingrou felt ecstatic in her heart!
Can you come here by helicopter? Could it be...
"He's saved! Deng Jiayun is saved!" Shan Jingrou shouted fiercely, and then she rushed out.
The helicopter landed slowly. After everything quieted down, a lazy-sounding voice sounded: "Ah, I feel uncomfortable sitting on this plane - is Deng Jiayun here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people came down from the helicopter with a loud cheer.
Soon, Shan Jingrou saw the character who had appeared in her mind countless times.
He was a big boy who looked very sunny and handsome. What was particularly eye-catching were his eyes.
Shining like stars.
Except for Hong Dali, there is no one else who can come here by helicopter.
As for the two women next to Hong Dali, one of them was about 23 or 24 years old. Shan Jingrou knew her. She was the goddess Li Nianwei who was in the spotlight today. She had watched it countless times on TV videos, but this time she saw her in person.
Shan Jingrou was still stunned for a moment.
"So...so beautiful..." Shan Jingrou, who had always been very confident in herself, now felt a little ashamed of herself.
The other is a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a cute kitten in her arms. The girl is very innocent, with big eyes blinking and blinking, and she looks very friendly when looking around. She must be the legendary young master Hong Dali
's fiancée.
"Master Dali, hello, you, you, you, you." Shan Jingrou was a little nervous when she finally met the legendary prodigal Hong Dali: "Deng Jiayun is here. I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I saw her, but her condition is very serious.
serious……"
Shan Jingrou had fantasized about meeting Hong Dali countless times. But she never expected that meeting him for the first time would be here.
"Ah, hello, sister. Are you here to see Deng Jiayun too?" Hong Dali smiled, showing his white teeth. "Then take me to see where she is?"
At this time, everyone around them already knew that the person in front of them was the legendary prodigal Hong Dali, who spent a lot of money, and they all commented: "It's the prodigal Hong Dali. It would be great if he comes! Jiayun will be saved!" "Yes, yes, there is Dali.
The young master is here, Jiayun will be fine!" "God, this must be an eye-opener for God to have such a good child like Jiayun..."
"Master Dali, come with me quickly!" Shan Jingrou hurriedly ran to the hospital lobby: "Jiayun is in the lobby. She passed out this morning and is not awake yet. She needs to be hospitalized but can't afford the deposit...
…”
Now that Hong Dali has arrived, everyone hurriedly makes way.
Hong Dali took Tang Muxin, Li Nianwei, Lucifer and Ling Xiaoyi who were following him, and walked straight in. As he walked, Hong Dali asked curiously: "If you can't pay the deposit, why don't you ask Jiayun to be hospitalized?"
"Well, Jiayun's family has no money," Shan Jingrou explained: "The hospital has regulations. Those who cannot pay the deposit cannot be hospitalized."
Tang Muxin curled her lips at the side, her face full of displeasure: "Why are you breaking the rules? If you don't have money, you won't see a doctor? If you don't have money, you will just watch people waiting to die?"
"Well, we'll talk about that later," Hong Dali nodded, not paying much attention to it: "Go in and take a look first."
Soon, Hong Dali saw Deng Jiayun lying on the emergency bed.
Deng Jiayun was lying there with his eyes closed, and there was no color on his face. He frowned occasionally and was breathing rapidly. Next to the emergency bed, a farmer-looking man squatted, wiping his tears, and a middle-aged woman lay beside him.
, eyes closed, tears streaming down.
"This is pitiful," Hong Dali sniffed and took out a piece of glass jade directly from his pocket. The jadeite was an ordinary statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva. The carving was very rough, and you could barely tell that it was
Personal type.
Hong Dali placed the Emerald Guanyin on Deng Jiayun's chest, sighed and said, "Well, this should relieve it a little bit, so it's just so so."
After Hong Dali finished his action, Deng Jiayun's father said doubtfully: "What are you..."
"Ah, come and take a look," Hong Dali said with a smile: "I heard about Jiayun, so I came here to help. Just before I came, I made a Guanyin statue to pray for Jiayun and wish her a speedy recovery.
healthy."
He said it was easy. In fact, this piece of glass jadeite has a health + 7 top quality. He also enchanted it, and now it has a full 15 points of health attribute, which is quite powerful.
Sure enough, after placing the Jade Guanyin on Deng Jiayun's chest, Deng Jiayun's breathing became visibly calmer and there was some color on his face.
Miracle, this is simply a miracle!
Everyone exclaimed: "God, am I not dazzled? As soon as Master Dali comes, Jiayun has obviously improved a lot!" "Yes, yes. Look at his face, he is much better than before!" "Master Dali, this is so good!"
Is it a god descending to earth? It’s amazing!”
Shan Jingrou on the side was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Master Dali, this... this is..."
"Oh, it's okay, it's made of glass." Hong Dali didn't care at all about the jade Guanyin that could be sold for at least 200 million, but turned to look at the doctor aside: "Doctor, I heard that you can't be hospitalized if you don't pay enough deposit.
?”
The doctor was suddenly sweating profusely.
He thought that no one had expected that Hong Dali, a super prodigal son, would actually come in person. After hearing Hong Dali's words, the doctor's face turned bad: "Yes... yes, this is a hard rule of our hospital...
"
"Oh, that's it." Hong Dali sniffed: "It won't be the case from now on. You can send him in first."
"This..." Although the person in front of him was Hong Dali, a prodigal son with a reputation that was resounding throughout the kingdom of heaven, the doctor still didn't dare to move.
Because after all, the rules of the hospital are rules. Hong Dali is Hong Dali. It is true that Hong Dali is rich. He should be given face, and he must be given a lot of face - but the key to the problem is that Hong Dali did not tell the money.
!
If Hong Dali can't pay the deposit, he has to pay it himself. If the deposit is three to five hundred, he will pay it. But this Deng Jiayun has terminal cancer. No matter how miraculous Young Master Dali is, can he come back to life? You said that by then, this Deng Jiayun
If you have to undergo chemotherapy every day or really die in this hospital, who can afford the money? Someone who is not related to me will have to pay more than 10,000 yuan per cushion. There is no way, and besides, I don’t have that much money.
It's a lot of money. I only have more than two hundred yuan on me, which is not enough even if I want to put it aside.
But no matter what, Hong Dali's reputation was there, and the doctor also felt that with Hong Dali's generosity, he probably couldn't ask himself to advance the money, so he might as well talk to the finance department first and ask this little girl to move in.
By then, I guess Young Master Dali will not let himself suffer.
As a result, the doctor was just about to ask someone to take Deng Jiayun to the hospital, but suddenly a voice sounded: "What's going on? Why is there such a fuss?"
Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes slowly walking down the stairs. The middle-aged man's hair was a little messy and his eyes were sleepy. He looked like he had just woken up. When he stood still in front of everyone, the middle-aged man frowned.
He asked the doctor, "Xiao Wang, what's going on? Why are there so many people here? It's so noisy."
Seeing the leader come down, doctor Xiao Wang quickly interceded for Deng Jiayun and said: "Dean Zhang, that's it. This little girl needs hospitalization, but the money is not enough, so we are not stuck here."
"If you don't have enough money, go home. We are not doing charity." Dean Zhang looked at Deng Jiayun lying on the emergency bed and said disdainfully: "There are many sick people in the world and they don't even pay a deposit. When the time comes,
If I can’t collect the money after my illness is cured, who should I go to? Are you going to pay me my salary?”
Upon hearing what Dean Zhang said, Xiao Wang was so frightened that he dared not speak.
At this time, everyone around them was filled with indignation. Shan Jingrou said angrily: "What are you talking about? How much more can we ask for your deposit? Saving people is like putting out fires, you know? Do you have any medical ethics?"
"Medical ethics?" Dean Zhang sneered: "I know that the doctors in our hospital need to be paid. If I can't collect the money, I won't be able to pay them. If I can't pay them, they won't be able to treat patients well, and they may even go on strike. What if?
Doctors are on strike, and you treat patients? Can you bear the responsibility of delaying the treatment of many people? "
Hey, don’t mention it, what Dean Zhang said seemed to make sense. Shan Jingrou was speechless for a moment!
Otherwise, how can someone become a leader? He really needs two skills.
"You!" Listening to Dean Zhang's obviously strong words, Tang Muxin immediately stopped and took a step forward with a hint of anger on her face: "Why are you like this? It's just a deposit of several thousand yuan, which is nothing compared to a human life.
Can't you tell which one is heavier?"
"Well, are you a family member of the patient?" Dean Zhang glanced at Tang Muxin lightly: "Can you make the decision for the patient? If so, pay the deposit. If you don't have the deposit, you will leave!"
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