She has traveled to surrounding countries since she was a child, and has always believed that her ability to survive is very good. Even if she is thrown into the desert, she can still turn into a cactus.
Now, when she came to this world, she felt like an ignorant baby, full of doubts and puzzling sights everywhere.
She did not ask Su Ke out loud, but silently observed the strange and strange world in front of her.
Su Ke took her to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital where medical fees were relatively cheap.
Looking at the crowds of people coming and going at will at the entrance of the hospital, she wondered why the hospital allowed people to come and go at will.
Could it be that this is just a medical place dedicated to serving civilians?
Following Su Ke, we walked into the hospital.
There were so many people inside that it was like a vegetable market, and I saw many people walking around with bottles hanging on their hands.
Su Ke asked her to sit on a chair nearby, and then went to line up to register.
She also paid close attention to the scene around her.
Everything was strange as hell, and many things were puzzling to her.
In order to prevent others from treating her as a monster, she could only choose to speculate slowly.
After Su Ke registered, he took her to the brain department.
There were not many patients waiting in the brain department, so it was her turn soon.
"Doctor, help me look at my daughter's head. She hit the corner of the table just now and fainted. Now she wakes up and seems to have lost her memory. She doesn't even recognize herself."
Su Ke said to the doctor anxiously.
The doctor looked at her indifferently, then turned his eyes to Su Hen's head and scolded, "How do you do this as a mother? The child's head was injured, but he just used a towel to stop the bleeding. This is very easy for bacterial infection.
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Su Ke was shocked, "I don't have clean gauze at home."
The doctor asked her to take off the towel on Su Hen's head, looked at the wound carefully, and frowned, "It must be disinfected. Then take a X-ray to see if there is a concussion, and stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."
"Doctor, how much does hospitalization cost?"
Zuko nervously clutched his handbag.
Normally, it would cost dozens of yuan to just treat a cold in a small outpatient clinic. Now I am hospitalized, and it is a brain department. Plus various examination fees, I don't know how much it will cost.
Her monthly salary is only over 1,000 yuan. No matter how frugally she saves, she can never have enough money every month.
The doctor looked her up and down.
He is a good-looking man, and his clothes look neat and well-fitting, but they are of very old and rustic styles, and he has no accessories at all. You can tell at a glance that he is poor.
There is also this injured little girl with withered hair, sallow face and thin muscles, looking like she is severely malnourished.
He frowned and asked, "Then how much money do you have?"
"I... only have a few hundred dollars."
Su Ke said embarrassedly.
"Can't we raise more money? Brain examination, hospital bed fees, various medical expenses, and staying for three or four days will cost at least two to three thousand."
The doctor said expressionlessly.
When Su Ke heard this, his face turned pale and he begged, "Doctor, can you help me check whether the child's brain is damaged without being hospitalized? I really don't have that much money!"
"The hospital is not a public welfare institution. If you don't have money, just ask the nurse to help disinfect it. I will prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs and you can take it home and deal with it yourself."
After the doctor finished speaking, he wrote a few flourishes on the prescription, threw it to Su Ke, and then called the next patient.
