The meal ended at 12:15. Sun Lien and the other three people quickly solved the lunch problem in 15 minutes and walked towards the hospital together.
"Although it is pleasant to eat like this, it is easy to get sick." Director Liu patted his belly with some difficulty and sighed, "Appendicitis, indigestion..."
"Your appendix hasn't been cut yet?" Director Wang looked in disbelief. "You should cut it off as soon as possible. Why keep an organ that has no use other than inflammation and perforation?"
Liu Tangchun responded with a wry smile, "It's useless so I cut it?"
The two old men were quarreling over their food. Sun Lien followed a few steps behind them, and his heart began to change from excitement at the beginning to anxiety.
The conditions of the four patients were different, and the subjects involved were also diverse. Sun Lien, who had only experienced five years of undergraduate medical education, was actually very confused. He was really worried about whether he was qualified to be the "attending doctor".
"Are you worried?" Director Wang was about to reach the hospital gate when he suddenly realized that the host who was inviting us to dinner today didn't seem to be too enthusiastic. He turned around and saw that the young man had a gloomy and bitter face. He couldn't help asking with a smile.
He asked, "Are you afraid that you won't do well?"
Sun Lien rubbed his face and said sincerely, "If you say you're not worried, you'd be lying. No matter which one of these four patients is seriously ill, I'm really worried about my lack of ability."
Director Wang suddenly showed a narrow smile, "Do you know what Liu Tangchun was like when he first joined the company?"
"I'm warning you, Mr. Wang..." Director Liu glared angrily. Before he could finish speaking, Sun Lien felt that a mobile phone had been stuffed into his hand.
"Let's take a look before he finds out." Director Wang resolutely stopped in front of Sun Li'en, looked at Liu Tangchun and said with a smile, "I've said it before, it's not that I won't report it, the time has not yet come!"
Sun Lien was confused. He lowered his head and looked at the phone screen. There was a black and white photo on it. It seemed that Director Wang had taken it with his own phone camera. The picture was slightly blurry.
The person in the photo is Director Liu, who is still very young. He is sallow and thin, with messy hair and a tattered white coat. He looks like a beggar. Director Liu dressed in this picture is standing behind a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair was a policeman with his arms hanging and half of his head bandaged.
"This was when Old Liu was still Xiao Liu." Director Wang explained at the side, "The policeman in white was the first patient he treated. There was a car accident that day, and the police comrade who was on duty was killed.
He was injured after being hit by a car. Liu Tangchun was responsible for the treatment, and it took him half a month to get this police comrade out of the hospital."
"At that time..." Director Liu sighed, "the hospital's doctor hierarchy was not as strict as it is now. I treated this police comrade alone."
Sun Lien blinked a few times, feeling that he would hear a very thought-provoking story.
"...After he was cured, he was discharged from the hospital." The result was completely different from what Sun Lien expected. There were no emergencies or special experiences. The patient was discharged successfully, and Liu Tangchun also completed his first independent treatment.
"Xiao Liu was still an intern at that time." Director Wang said with a smile, "He was not even a trained doctor, he was just a student. He didn't know as much as you, so why didn't he still treat the seriously injured?"
Looking at Sun Lien who was stunned and didn't know how to react, Director Wang patted him on the shoulder and took away his mobile phone. "You have Lao Liu behind you to support you. What are you afraid of? Even if you can
God will poke a hole, and Old Liu can stop you before then." He chuckled and walked into the hospital by himself, leaving behind a blank-faced Sun Li'en and a helpless Liu Tangchun.
"In general, don't feel any psychological pressure." Liu Tangchun understood Sun Lien's feelings very well. "What to do, what to do. If you are unsure about something, just ask me directly."
The atmosphere in the emergency room was a bit strange. Many nurses put down their less urgent tasks and stared curiously at the three beds near the duty desk.
Chen Wen, Zheng Xiaoyu and the high school student were lying in adjacent beds. The parents of the high school student who suffered from a cerebral aneurysm finally arrived at the hospital.
The financial situation of Wei Jinshui's family is indeed very bad. When Wei Jinshui's parents heard that the surgery cost at least 100,000 yuan, both of them were stunned. Both of them were "migrant workers" who came to Ningyuan from other places to work hard.
After working for two or three years, I barely got a foothold in Ningyuan. This time, the two of us were completely helpless.
"This is something sent with the patient." While Sun Lien was trying to persuade the two to regain their composure, Hu Jing came over carrying a particularly heavy schoolbag. She pointed to a keychain on it and asked the parents
He said, "Is this something that belongs to your child?"
"Yes..." Wei Jinshui's mother glanced at her son's schoolbag and burst into tears again. "How can this be done?"
"This bag..." Sun Lien's eyes lit up. He looked at the backpack and seemed to see the hope of Wei Jinshui's life. He also had this backpack before. This was after he bought a commercial medical insurance.
Gifts given by the company.
"Where did this bag come from?" Sun Lien asked quickly, "Does the child have insurance?"
Wei Jinshui's mother raised her head in confusion, "We... we haven't bought anything for our baby!"
This bag must have been given by an insurance company. Sun Lien was very sure about this. Only an insurance company would give someone such a ugly, hard-to-use, and extremely poor-quality backpack.
"Think about it again." Sun Lien was also anxious, "If there is insurance, there is hope for his surgery!"
Wei Jinshui's father suddenly thought of something. He quickly took out a flip phone without a camera from his arms and dialed a number.
"Sister?" The middle-aged man's voice was a little timid. After the other end of the phone was connected, he quickly asked, "Have you bought insurance for my baby before?"
"Ah, yes, I just sent a package..." Wei Jinshui's father's face gradually turned rosy. Sun Lien quickly reminded him in a low voice, "Ask if the insurance has expired."
The phone was hung up. Wei Jinshui's father looked relieved, "My aunt bought it for me. It's a critical illness insurance that won't expire until next year."
"That's great." Sun Lien slapped his thigh, "Contact the insurance company immediately and ask them to come over and settle the claim." Then he turned to look at Director Liu, who was standing behind him and remained silent, "Teacher Liu, then I will do it now.
Just contact the operating room?”
Liu Tangchun nodded slightly and added, "You must first confirm the insurance company's claim settlement scope and ability. If they settle the claim afterwards, they must first report it to the medical office."