He got up early the next day, and Gao Shan went straight to the ward without going anywhere. Gao Le's condition is now the top priority. Whether he can save his legs and whether he can survive depends on the effects of the next two days.
Gao Shan didn't have any thoughts of a holy mother. Since he admitted this patient, he had to do a good job. He wouldn't transfer him to the First Affiliated Hospital on purpose because the other party didn't trust him. If he was really angry, he wouldn't accept him.
Gao Leren has woken up and looks very weak. He even struggles to speak. But he finally no longer suffers from pain and can speak fluently. Yang Fang is serving him with all his heart at the moment, and is still beside them.
Sitting there was a fair little girl.
"Niuniu, come on, this is Dean Gao who saved your father. Kowtow to the Dean." Seeing Gao Shan come in, Yang Fang put down the lunch box in her hand and pulled her daughter to kneel down.
"No, why are you like this again?" Gao Shan went up and picked up the girl, smiling bitterly and saying, "Sister, I really don't dare to come here anymore if you act like this. Didn't we already agree?"
"I, this is me." Yang Fang said and wiped away tears again. She was a clumsy person and didn't know how to repay Gao Shan. All she could think of was kowtow.
"Mom, don't cry." The little girl leaned forward and wanted to wipe away the tears for her mother. She said seriously on her pretty face: "When I grow up, I also want to be a doctor. If my uncle is sick, I will also help her."
He treats diseases, mother..."
The words she spoke in a milky voice were very serious, and her little eyes were shining, making Gao Shan burst into laughter.
"Okay, Niuniu? If you want to study medicine in the future, uncle will teach you personally." Hearing these words, Gao Shan felt like a warm current flowed through his heart, which was sweeter than eating rice noodles.
Although the words of children may not be credible, Gao Shan believes that this is the future inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine. If more people can realize it, why worry about traditional Chinese medicine not being strong? Many famous doctors are actually influenced by something that happened in their childhood before they firmly started to practice
path to medicine.
"Dean Gao, thank you. We will find a way to pay the medical expenses as soon as possible." Looking at his daughter's serious expression and his wife's happy smile, Gao Le, who had died once, also smiled.
"Don't worry about this. If it's really difficult, our hospital can reduce some of it." Gao Shan handed Niu Niu to Yang Fen and began to examine him while talking.
If it is really difficult and delays for a few months, it can still be done. In fact, he said the reduction and exemption policy casually. The real reduction will naturally come from Gao Shan's pocket. It is not that Gao Shan is stingy and compares favor with rice and hatred. He directly and generously says that it is completely exempt. This
He won't do it.
Moreover, it is easy to develop people's laziness and luck mentality. He would not do such a thing as opening a charity hall, and the medical expenses are not expensive. The whole treatment costs less than 20,000 yuan, and it is all about medicinal materials, consultation fees and acupuncture.
Yes, the mountains have been crossed out quietly.
He doesn't need others to know, and he doesn't need others to be grateful. All he wants is to feel guilty. This is what he wants to do, and he doesn't need to kidnap other people's gratitude.
As long as this family can live well in the future, it will be the biggest reward for him. Maybe he can find him a young apprentice in the future, haha...
"Dr. Sun will come to change your dressing in the afternoon. Remember to cooperate well. Niuniu, you have to supervise!" Gao Shan likes this cute little girl of the director, who makes him feel like he has met his sister Ling Dong.
However, it would be nice if my sister could smile more. She kept a cold face every day like a little adult. With Niuniu's promise that she would supervise her father, Gao Shan left the ward with a smile.
"Lao Gao, why are you so happy?" When he met Li Chaokang who was doing rounds in the corridor, Gao Shan told him what had just happened.
"Hey!" Li Chaokang was also happy. He was obviously very proud of himself, but he said: "Okay, I let you deceive me into a young apprentice again. I don't know if he will cry when he knows how hard it is to study medicine. Then.
I don’t know how to blame you."
"Screw you, go check your room!" He said with a smile, and Gao Shan walked towards the consulting room. He was having a consultation today, and he didn't know how long he would be busy.
"Are there many people today?" Gao Shan asked the nurse at the medical reception desk before arriving at the clinic.
"Dean, do you have a limited number of patients?" The nurse pointed to the patients sitting in the hall with a smile, "These are all waiting for you."
"Well, let's get started!" At first glance, Gao Shan's head was as big as an ox, but he nodded calmly on his face.
He actually prefers to do some research, experiments, and ward rounds to treat patients instead of sitting in the clinic. It has been a long time since he had time to make a summary. He could write two new papers with all the ideas in his mind, but he has no time at all.
Gao Shan saw 81 people in the morning, and he wanted to spare some time in the afternoon. First, Zhou Qiongfang and his daughter were coming, and second, he wanted to quietly think about the thesis.
If we want to improve the situation of traditional Chinese medicine, we still have to start from a big perspective. How big an impact can treating diseases here have? If traditional Chinese medicine gains international recognition and becomes mainstream, I am afraid that Gao Le's temporary transfer to another hospital will not happen.
Treatment will be delayed and a lot of money will be spent in vain.
Gaoshan didn’t take a break after dinner, and finished seeing today’s patients at 3 p.m. Most of them were cancer patients, and there were also quite a few suffering from headaches and fever. This is a good phenomenon, indicating that the public is deepening their recognition of Gaoshan Hospital.
After current students get started, they can open ordinary accounts and expert accounts. Simple pathology can be handled by them, and they can also deepen their understanding of knowledge and apply what they have learned. The diagnostic efficiency of Gao Shan and others will also be improved, and they will have more
time.
This is an unavoidable problem for interns to practice. It’s just that some places allow those who don’t know anything to get started directly, while some places at least require him to have a deep understanding and application of basic knowledge.
When they met Zhou Qiongfang and Li Ye, they looked much better than last time. Without the heavy makeup, Li Ye looked more delicate and simple, and his eyes were no longer gray, but ignited with hope for life.
"I now open a small tailor shop, sewing and repairing things for people. Although I don't make much money, I am very happy." Li Ye sat across from him and said with a bright smile. That kind of joy from the heart has never been seen again.
Half disguise and falsehood.
"Okay, as long as you persevere, do three hundred and sixty, and become the number one scholar, you will definitely be able to make Auntie live a good life in the future." Gao Shan was also happy for her.
"Oh, I'm very satisfied with my life now. It's all thanks to you." Zhou Qiongfang took Gao Shan's hand and looked at him benevolently.
"Well, let's try the medicine first. Don't worry, this medicine will never have any side effects. I have tasted it myself." Gao Shan took out the medicine and poured one-third of it into the bowl.
"Looking at what you said, Auntie can still doubt you." Zhou Qiongfang pretended to be dissatisfied and said, picked up the bowl of Gudong and drank it.
Let Zhou Qiongfang sit down here. Gao Shan's left hand is on her pulse, and his right hand is on the table. He is holding a pen in his hand to take notes. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Gao Shan has not missed every change, so he will not think about it for now.
How it happened, but record it all and think about it later.
"How do you feel in your body?" While observing, Gao Shan also asked Zhou Qiongfang how she felt.
"It's... it's hot, a little itchy, but I can't tell." Zhou Qiongfang twisted her body, and the itchy feeling inside her body was like a small hand inside. It was neither light nor heavy, but it just made people feel uneasy.