The pharmaceutical industry in Tianyang City developed so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. Because Zhou Qingfeng brought Nova's team into the real world as a temporary idea, everything changed dramatically in a very short period of time.
Lanchen Hospital is quite simple, to say the least, it is just a few rundown buildings on the side of the road. It recruits a group of medical staff, installs a large number of medical equipment, and renovates various medical facilities before it is opened. As the hospital's reputation grows,
Naturally, more and more people come to seek medical treatment.
The hospital is looking for ways to expand, and various services related to the hospital are also developing rapidly. For example..., accommodation.
Aunt Zhang has lived a comfortable life in the past two or three years. Ever since Zhou Qingfeng paid her back 50,000 yuan, she has had a lot of money. Tianyang City has also changed a lot in the past two years. It is much easier to find a job than in the past.
Naturally, she doesn't need to worry about a lot of things every day.
Recently, the city government suddenly launched a "medical development project", and Aunt Zhang was not interested in it. However, one day someone from the neighborhood committee suddenly came to her and asked if she would like to open an "affordable hotel".
"What kind of cheap hotel?" Aunt Zhang was very curious. She subconsciously felt that this was a way to make money, and she immediately became interested.
The person who came from the neighborhood committee was also an elderly woman. She waved her hand and shouted, "Hey..., it's actually just a small hotel. Recently, more and more people come to the city to seek medical treatment, but all the hotels can't accommodate them, and the cost is too high.
Also expensive.
The city government wants to renovate and manage the residential buildings near Lanchen Hospital in a unified way. However, because the property rights are different, everyone still needs to agree. Doesn’t your family have a house near Lanchen Hospital? The government will
Let me mobilize you to participate in this project.”
Aunt Zhang was poor in the past, but she still had her old house. After the people from the neighborhood committee briefly explained it, she immediately felt that this thing seemed to be profitable, "How to participate?"
"The government pays for the decoration and reconstruction, and the owners are responsible for daily maintenance. After the money earned is used to repay the government investment, the rest belongs to the owners. This is considered a semi-public welfare project, so it is tax-free within one year."
Thinking that it would be a loss, Aunt Zhang naturally agreed. She immediately signed a contract with the government, handed over the keys, and waited for the government to pay for her to renovate the house. As a result, before the house was renovated, three families came to seek medical treatment that day.
People moved in.
Aunt Zhang's house only had two bedrooms, and one of the three families even had to temporarily put two simple beds in the living room. She rushed over to help clean up, and casually took a look at the situation.
There was a family of three living in the living room, an honest couple with a seven or eight-year-old child. The moment they paid to move in, the husband of the couple kept thanking Aunt Zhang, "We have been here for three days and still haven't found her.
There are no beds in the hospital where we live, so they can only register us temporarily."
Seeing the couple take out a wad of crumpled banknotes from their clothes to pay for the accommodation, Aunt Zhang was filled with sympathy. She waved her hand and shouted: "Forget it, you can stay here, we won't charge any money."
"This..." Both husband and wife are from other provinces, and they don't look rich. The wife shed tears when she heard this and said: "Sister, you are such a good person. We have inquired about it, and now there are better hotels in Tianyang City.
Two to three hundred a day, you have done us a great favor."
"It's okay, I'm happy." Aunt Zhang felt very happy, "I think it's not easy for you either."
As soon as they said 'it's not easy', the couple felt the greatest sadness. They looked back at the child sitting beside the simple bed. The child was sallow and thin, his expression was dull, and he almost didn't speak. Aunt Zhang looked uncomfortable and asked: "
What's wrong with this kid?"
"He had a bad heart when he was born. The doctor said he had severe congenital heart disease and said he would not live to adulthood." As soon as the couple talked about it, tears started to fall.
"We looked everywhere for a hospital, and they all said we needed a heart transplant. But the cost of a heart transplant is very expensive, and we still have to wait for a heart. We originally had no hope, but suddenly we saw a TV report that Lanchen Hospital had a solution.
We called the hospital and told the hospital about the child's condition. We didn't really think much about it, we just asked. But two days later, the hospital actually let us try and said it was possible to cure it."
"How to treat it?" Aunt Zhang was curious.
"Artificial Heart Transplantation."
"Oh, this is not easy, and it must be very expensive."
"The hospital says it's free, but it also says their technology has just been developed and is not perfect yet. The probability of success is uncertain and the surgery may fail. So we have to choose whether to receive treatment?"
Speaking of this, the couple hugged each other and cried again, and Aunt Zhang kept chanting 'Amitabha'. A fool could see that the child in front of her was in a very bad condition. His face was blue and his lips were purple, as if he was going to die at any time.
To treat or not to treat is a difficult question. Aunt Zhang felt embarrassed for the couple in front of her. She didn't know how to choose, so she could only sigh. She could only help with settling in, free of charge for accommodation, and buy some snacks for the children.
Toys or something.
Aunt Zhang came back the next day. There were only the couple in the living room and the child was missing. When asked, she found out that the couple had been struggling all night and could only agree to receive treatment. After all, they had no choice. The child had been sent to the hospital and everything could be done.
Leave it to God.
Seeing the couple hugging each other and sitting by the bed without eating or drinking, Aunt Zhang could only step forward to give them a few words. She thought about going out to buy some food for the couple, but she ran into several reporters as soon as she opened the door.
As soon as the reporter looked at the house number, he immediately asked: "Auntie, do the family members of the first domestic artificial heart transplant patient live here?"
Seeing the reporter's excitement, Aunt Zhang felt unhappy. She closed the security door and sent the reporter away, "Come on, come on, there's no one you want to interview here."
But several reporters were like brown sugar, unwilling to leave easily. One person even shouted: "Aunt, this case is not ordinary. Generally, heart transplants are done with living donors, and very few artificial ones. And we have done it in the past.
It uses an artificial heart from abroad, and the mortality rate is extremely high.
In the early years of Shanghai, a hospital performed nine cases, and seven died, one was in a vegetative state, and the surviving one did not last long. Lanchen Hospital seems to be very powerful, but they have no successful precedent in this regard. And one
It’s a domestically produced artificial heart, which is very risky.”
The reporter yelled, and the sound passed through the security door. After a while, a sad cry came from the living room, and the couple inside hugged each other and cried again. Several reporters quickly took pictures through the gaps in the security door, and Zhang
Auntie got angry and drove them away.
There is no need to buy food now, so Aunt Zhang can only go back to the room to comfort the couple. The couple are actually still young. They are in their thirties when they are living a good life, and their children are lively and cute when they are seven or eight years old.
At your age, who would have thought that something like this would happen?
Only when you have struggled in the face of death can you know how precious life is...