"Is this really possible? Doctor...is he really not going to die?" A middle-aged woman looked at her son lying on the hospital bed, nervously pulled the doctor's arm in front of her, and asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, we have a history of recovery from this disease. Moreover, your son's illness is not serious, and he is very likely to get better." Putting his hands in his pockets, the middle-aged doctor answered such questions.
Come on, that's called a clear-cut person.
The hospitals in Seris City are overcrowded, and there are painful patients waiting for treatment in every corner.
Two years ago, there were very few doctors in Seris City, so everyone had to resign themselves to their fate when they got sick. Younger and stronger people might survive, while the old and weak could only lie in bed and wait to die.
But now this situation has undergone fundamental changes. In the Eilanhill Empire, dozens of newly established large-scale general hospitals have established a good reputation, giving people hope to overcome the disease.
Ever since Chris began to use the principles of Western medicine to develop modern medicine, antibiotics have become a magic weapon to save mortal lives. Even Frunzberg had to admit that this kind of chemical medicine is, to some extent, better than cure.
More amazing knowledge.
Medical skills use magic breath to mobilize the vitality of the target to cure diseases. Not to mention the huge amount of magic power consumed, it cannot completely cure infectious diseases. Therefore, for the Holy Demon Empire, the role of penicillin cannot be ignored.
The trained nurse hung a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine on the bottle holder with ease. After checking her own tools, she began to infuse the patient with fever. Her movements were clean and neat, and she immediately
The needle was inserted into the blood vessel on the back of the patient's hand.
Seeing his blood flow back into the skin tube, and then being pushed back into his body by the transparent liquid, the young man who was already a little confused from the fever closed his eyes in fear. You must know that two years ago, such treatment
It is also regarded as the devil's "blood exchange".
However, as the cure rate increases, people will no longer resist such high-tech treatment plans.
"Thank you! Thank you, doctor." Seeing that her son had been treated, the middle-aged woman nodded gratefully and thanked the doctor profusely. The doctor looked at a child lying on the bed next door and felt it with his hands.
The temperature on the child's forehead told a pair of young parents standing by the bed: "Your child's fever has subsided and he can be discharged from the hospital for observation tomorrow!"
"Thank you! Thank you!" The couple stood up, one bowed and the other stood up, looking back and forth in a dizzying manner.
The doctors who work here are almost used to this kind of thanks. They will not reach out to stop the other person, nor do they feel embarrassed. Faced with dozens or hundreds of such thanks every day, every one of them must express their gratitude.
If they were distracted, they wouldn't have to take care of the patients.
"Does your husband work at the Irish Military Industrial Group?" The doctor walked to the door and turned back to ask the mother of the young man who had just been admitted to the hospital.
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment after hearing the question, then nodded and said, "Yes, the father of the child works in the Ireland Military Industrial Group. He is very responsible and is a very powerful milling machine worker."
She didn't know why the other party asked, and she was still worried, calculating whether the money she brought would be enough to pay for hospitalization. Although medical technology had improved, the cost of hospitalization was not low.
Those who can enjoy this kind of treatment are at least middle-class families with a stable income in big cities. If no one in the family works in a factory, enterprise or government, they may not be able to afford expensive medicines and bed expenses.
You must know that many people who come from far away to treat their diseases are stranded in Ailan Hill because they cannot afford the expensive fees. Many people cannot even enter the hospital because they do not have Ailan Hill's nationality and identity certificate.
Come.
"That's good, um... Miss Grace! Take her to pay the fee and calculate the insurance. Their family members work in the military industry, so they can get a 50% discount on medicines." The doctor called a nurse over and gave a few instructions.
sentence.
When she heard that she could actually save half the price, the faint sadness disappeared from the woman's face. She was a traditional housewife working in countless shopping malls and markets, and she was naturally sensitive to the word 50% off.
In Seris City, there are dedicated commercial streets and huge shopping malls, where you can buy many unexpected and new things. The most popular thing recently is an expensive thing called a radio, which costs 300 gold coins, and is placed in the shopping mall.
In the most eye-catching position, it makes people feel frightened just looking at it.
I heard that ordinary people couldn't use that thing after buying it. It could only be used in a new residence with electricity or in an aristocratic area with wires. That day, she saw a noble lady buying one, which attracted people around her.
Countless people admired him with envy.
Thinking of this, the woman spoke to the doctor in front of her and the nurse named Grace: "Well, my son is the one lying on the bed, or is he a student at the Army Command College..."
"Ha!" The doctor was happy when he heard this statement. He stopped where he was going and turned around and said, "A first-class family! It's rare. Check her son's ID. If it's true, the medical expenses will be
It’s 20% off.”
"Understood! Sir!" The nurse nodded, her tone full of respect. This middle-aged doctor is a senior talent in the medical system who has used the magic ball of knowledge. I heard that he will be promoted to become a doctor in two months.
Now that you are a senior doctor, your future is limitless.
If you can hook up with such a talented person, then you will really succeed in the nursing position. Thinking of this, the nurse named Grace looked at the doctor beside her with eyes, shook her waist and looked at the doctor.
The woman said: "Follow me."
The woman glanced at her son who was still lying on the hospital bed. While checking the documents she carried with her, she followed the nurse to the payment office. The envious eyes behind her made the middle-aged woman enjoy for a moment that day.
The feeling of the lady she saw buying the radio.
"Look at me! 20% off the cost of medical treatment! It's enough to pay 140 silver coins for a fee of at least 7 gold coins." An old woman standing by the bed sighed and said with envy.
"Isn't it? It's really cheap." Another man who was peeling fruit for his wife nodded. His wife came in and spent almost 5 gold coins. If this is also a 20% discount, then he
There are only 4 gold coins left.
In fact, he only complained a few words. Two years ago, he could only lie at home and wait for death when he got sick. At most, he could find a doctor to prescribe two packs of herbal medicines that he didn't know if he could eat. This person would probably not be retained.
Moreover, two years ago, if he had beaten him to death and killed his whole family, he would not have been able to scrape together 5 gold coins to treat his wife. What's more, after seeing the doctor and taking medicine, he still had some spare money to buy it.
Serving some fruits to refresh your body is something I would have never thought of before.
"Don't be envious, look outside, there are still people who can't get in!" The patient next to the window looked outside and saw the luxury carriages guarding outside, and looked at those anxious faces who were not qualified to enter.
The foreign nobles looked proud.
The hand of the man peeling the fruit was grabbed hard by his wife. The man stopped complaining, raised his head, and saw the face of his wife who was grateful and full of happiness. Then his face was also filled with happiness.
It was just an expression that he had never seen before.
"Why don't you let us in? We are also here to treat illnesses! Do you want money? I have it! I have 10 gold coins! Let me in! How about I give you 10 extra silver coins?" Standing at the gate,
A nobleman in Arantian clothing yelled at the guards with an angry face.
The Elanthill guard carrying a rifle looked at the Alant nobleman in front of him with contempt, and pointed to the notice hanging on the door of the hospital: "I'm sorry! Because the hospital beds are limited, non-Elanthir citizens are not allowed to use it.
Come in!”
"I see..." A count from the Arant Empire had been standing here all afternoon and had long lost his arrogant attitude. He sighed and walked towards his carriage: "It's better to go to the immigration office and ask.
Just ask...there may be more hope over there."
His words aroused the approval of many nobles who came to see the doctor, and the carriages of many nobles drove towards the block where the Immigration Bureau was located. The nobles of the Alant Empire who had been noisy just now looked at Alan Xi in front of them with gritted teeth.
The guard spat on the ground angrily: "Wait for me!"
"Sir!" The soldier had a gloating expression on his face and was too lazy to say anything. However, an old man with a red sleeve band who had been standing beside the nobleman for a long time said with a successful expression on his face and his hands behind his back: "Anywhere
Spitting, fined one silver coin!"
"You!" Just as the noble was about to have a fit, he saw the bright military spike stuck in the waist of the Ailan Hill guard at the entrance of the hospital. He swallowed his words and angrily pressed a silver coin into the palm of the old man's hand.
Li: "Just wait for me!"
"You're still thinking about revenge like this?" The guard looked at the backs of the nobles of the Arant Empire who were leaving, and snorted disdainfully: "Go get in line! Today, the Duke who wants me to wait will
Four already!”
"That's right!" The old man who fined the fine still had his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the shade of the trees: "Back then, I thought the Earl and Viscount were all great people, but now I see that they don't have much ability..."
The nobles next to them who had not had time to leave could not help but twitch their mouths, and they couldn't help cursing in their hearts. Those are our nobles from Arant! Can you try one of your nobles from Ailanthir? Just the one in military uniform who came in just now.
Don’t you stand straight when you stand at attention and salute?