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Chapter 1081 The light is sent over

Di Chaogui whispered: "Expert Qin, they live in the mountains. We have been there. At that time, the child and her mother went to the city hospital."

Qin Fan nodded, saying that he had not found atrial fibrillation in his memory.

"Old man, don't be anxious, go to the office first." Qin Fan said.

The group of people walked into the office of the rural hospital, and Wang Qingshan also came over.

"Old man, please all sit down. It's very expensive. Please bring them some water."

The family is sitting on a bench in the office.

Qin Fan also sat down.

Then he asked the names of the family. Xiaoyan's surname was Mu, her mother's name was Tian Ziping, and the old people were Xiaoyan's grandfather and grandmother respectively.

"Expert Qin, here are Xiaoyan's various inspection reports." Tian Ziping handed over the bag she was holding.

Qin Fan opened it and read it.

Idiopathic atrial fibrillation is also called isolated atrial fibrillation in clinical practice. Most of the patients with this type of atrial fibrillation are younger than 60 years old.

The treatment methods of Western medicine generally use catheter ablation surgery and drug treatment, and the cost of treatment is about 60,000 to 100,000 yuan.

This is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for a poor family that cannot afford to take the blame.

No wonder Xiaoyan’s grandparents said they even took out the money for the coffin.

Tian Ziping took Xiaoyan to the city hospital for a final check-up and to inquire about the required surgery fees.

When she heard that the surgery fee would be 60,000 to 100,000 yuan, Tian Ziping almost collapsed.

I returned home in a state of confusion, only to find out that experts from the capital had come to Wangfu Township.

The family was desperate and heard that Expert Qin in the capital had very good medical skills.

Only then did he find the rural hospital, hoping that Qin Fan could treat Mu Xiaoyan.

Relatively speaking, traditional Chinese medicine is cheaper than Western medicine.

Special atrial fibrillation is what Western medicine calls it. In traditional Chinese medicine, atrial fibrillation belongs to the category of heart palpitations.

In traditional Chinese medicine classics, there are many records and studies dating back thousands of years.

It can be understood from the examination report of Western medicine.

Xiaoyan's onset of symptoms mainly occurs in the evening when she is sick.

The main symptoms are inability to sleep at night, restlessness, normal defecation and normal menstruation, but poor mood and complexion, physical weakness, and inability to concentrate.

All other examinations were normal, indicating paroxysmal atrial fibrillation.

Due to being trapped by the disease for a long time, his mental state was poor. In order to cure his illness, he had no choice but to drop out of school.

Qin Fan felt a little heavy in his heart, so he put down the examination report and made the diagnosis himself.

The final diagnosis was insufficient liver blood, liver qi ascending and descending, lung circulation and descending blocked, and water drinking stopped.

At this time, Xiaoyan's grandfather asked again: "Expert Qin, if you use traditional Chinese medicine to treat it, how much will it cost?"

"TCM is relatively cheap and doesn't cost much." Qin Fan consoled him.

Xiaoyan's grandfather had a bitter look on his face.

"To be honest, we don't have much money left, so we should try to use cheaper medicine."

"We don't need hospitalization either. Xiaoyan has already spent a lot of money on her trip to the city for examination, and there isn't much left."

Qin Fan's nose felt sour, his mood was heavy, and he was quite sad.

Think about the children in Beijing, they waste more than this surgery fee every day.

But Mu Xiaoyan couldn't even afford to stay in the hospital. She didn't have money for medical treatment, so she could only take cheap medicine.

In order to raise this little money, the family probably needs to spend half a year selling crops.

He waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about the cost. Xiaoyan's illness must be hospitalized for treatment so that I can observe it more conveniently."

When they heard that he still had to be hospitalized, the whole family looked embarrassed.

Qin Fan raised his head and said to Wang Qingshan: "Dean Wang, please admit Xiaoyan to the hospital for treatment."

"I will bear all the expenses for Xiaoyan's treatment."

Suddenly, Xiaoyan's grandfather, grandmother, and mother were all shocked, and tears burst out of their eyes.

They just wanted to give Xiaoyan cheaper Chinese medicine, and never asked anyone to lend a helping hand.

They are in trouble, and their neighbors are not much better off either.

If you borrow money from your neighbor, your neighbor's family will have less financial resources.

This is a very helpless practical problem.

Wang Qingshan's face was full of embarrassment when he heard Qin Fan said that he would bear all the treatment costs personally.

Rural hospitals are medical administrative institutions under higher-level departments and are public institutions.

Even if he wants to provide patients with relief, he is powerless.

But now we have to let the experts from Beijing take the responsibility. I feel ashamed that it is all fake.

"Expert Qin, we still have a little money, but we can't let you bear all of it."

Tian Ziping took out a plastic bag from the small bag with a little money wrapped inside.

Two or three thin hundred-yuan bills, and some scattered ten and twenty yuan bills.

Qin Fan sighed secretly, put the wallet in the plastic bag into Tian Ziping's hand.

"Take some extra food and buy your kids some food. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Expert Qin, I will also bear some of Xiaoyan's treatment costs." Di Chaogui said.

Wang Qingshan also quickly expressed his willingness to shoulder the responsibility together with Qin Fan.

Qin Fan smiled and waved his hand, "You are in a remote place and your life is not easy."

After a pause, he continued: "I know people from the charity foundation. I will ask them to come over and help Xiaoyan."

"Not only must the disease be cured, but Xiaoyan must also be able to go to school. Children are the future."

At this time, even Di Chaogui and Wang Qingshan couldn't help crying.

Mu Xiaoyan's grandfather, grandmother, and mother even wiped away tears.

"Xiaoyan, please kowtow to Expert Qin and say thank you. He is the living Bodhisattva and the real savior."

When Xiaoyan heard her mother's words, she knelt down again to thank her and kowtow.

Qin Fan quickly stopped the family.

The charitable foundation he mentioned naturally refers to the Xiaofan Charitable Foundation under his name.

Poor Xiaoyan seemed to have no light, so Qin Fan sent the light over.

At the same time, in the capital.

Chu Shao brought two cars early in the morning.

He personally picked up Jiang Cheng, Han Ling, and Xiao Guoer, and was only accompanied by Chen Tu, the life secretary.

Xiao Guoer's various things were packed into half of the car.

Han Ling really couldn't understand why he had to bring her and Xiao Guo'er with him even though he could go there tomorrow.

The two cars quickly arrived at Mr. Zheng's small building.

Mr. Zheng came out to greet him accompanied by the staff.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

"How about you, old general!"

Both old men are in their twilight years, both use crutches, and both have pale skin and pale faces.

"Xiao Ling'er, is this Xiao Guo'er?" Mr. Zheng asked knowingly.

"Well, he's only eight months old." Han Ling said as she taught Xiao Guo'er, "This is also great grandpa."

Xiao Guoer made a vague babbling sound and smiled at Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng was in a very good mood and reached out to touch Xiao Guoer's face.

He told the staff, "Hurry and help move the things and move all Xiao Guoer's belongings in."

"Mr. Jiang, please come and sit inside. Over the past ten years, there are gradually not many of us old guys left."

"No, I was still counting last night, but it's not even close to this number."

Jiang Cheng stretched out two fingers.

"Hahaha, it's only a matter of time for you and me." Mr. Zheng laughed, looking down on life and death.

"Well, yes, the ancients said that seventy has been rare since ancient times. You and I are both in our eighties, and we should be satisfied long ago."

A group of people walked into the living room of the small building.

The two old men, Han Ling and Xiao Guoer sat down, while Chen Tu and Chu Shao stood beside them.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that your grandson has added a little girl?" Mr. Zheng asked.

Naturally, he asked Xiao Yu.

"Well, let me tell you, I have three great-grandchildren now." Jiang Cheng showed three fingers with great pride.

Mr. Zheng was immediately stunned, "How come there are three?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled, "Look, Xiaofan has a son and a daughter, and Xiao Ling'er has another one."

Immediately, Mr. Zheng glared at Jiang Cheng.


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