"Cooperate, we will definitely cooperate."
Then he became a little embarrassed and asked hesitantly.
"How much does it cost to treat my father's illness?"
Farmers don't have much money. This time he came to Beijing to see his father for medical treatment, he only brought 800 yuan with him. This was all the family savings, and he also borrowed some from relatives.
If it's not enough, they won't be able to come up with any more money.
Everyone knew their predicament. The doctor thought that a major operation like nerve repair could not be done with just a few hundred dollars, and he didn't have the heart to tell the man.
Su Ying sighed and said to him.
"Well, we need to first determine your father's condition and then develop a treatment plan. So we can't be sure of the cost right now. Please stay here and take good care of your father."
Su Ying and the two deputies came forward to examine the old man, then left with the doctor.
Several people went to the medical office, each of them talked about the results of their own examinations, and discussed their condition and treatment plan.
However, the two deputies had a lot of patients on their hands, and before they could come up with a specific plan, they started to get busy again over there.
Su Ying studied the films taken by their county hospital alone. The orthopedic films were still not clear enough, so the patient had to undergo a comprehensive examination first to determine the cause of the disease before treatment.
When the examination form was delivered to the family member, he saw the price on it and was heartbroken, so he went to find the young doctor.
"Doctor, is it really necessary to do these tests for my father's condition? This... is too expensive."
The doctor patiently explained and reassured him that since the prescription was written by the patient himself, it meant that these were necessary examinations and had to be done.
Su Ying was busy until half past six before she got off work. When she left the hospital, the sun had already set.
On the way home, looking at the streets and buildings that were completely different from those in Jiangcheng, she actually felt like she was in a foreign land.
Willow branches are dancing all over the street, and the pink flowers of the wild apricot trees on both sides have withered, and small green fruits are slowly emerging.
It's already mid-April, and the weather is getting warmer. It will soon be time to take off your coat.
When a clothing store opens, it should start selling summer clothes directly.
Since coming to Beijing, she has been busy every day. She hasn't asked about the situation of the store in Jiangcheng yet. When she arrived, the decoration was almost done and it should be done in a few days.
I'll call tonight to ask about the progress.
The hospital is far away from the military compound. Su Ying walked for more than ten minutes to the bus stop, and then took the bus to go home.
When Su Ying got home, it was already dark.
When the door was opened, you could see the lights printed on the windows. Gu Jinghong was sitting at the door. When he heard the noise, he stood up holding his crutches.
"Off work? Why are you so late?"
His legs were not very good and he couldn't ride a bike, so he couldn't go to pick up Su Ying.
But as it was getting dark and Su Ying still hadn't come, he became anxious and couldn't sit in the house, so he sat outside.
Su Ying took his arm and helped him walk into the house while saying.
"It just took me a while to get here, and I got off work a little late. Aren't you afraid of mosquitoes biting you sitting outside?"
Gu Jinghong didn't care about mosquitoes, he cared about Su Ying having to walk such a long distance to work every day.
"I'll buy you a bicycle so you can ride to the bus stop. This will save you time."
Su Ying didn't respond to him. They had just started working here and hadn't received their salary yet. They had to spend hundreds of dollars to buy a bicycle. She felt it was not cost-effective and decided to wait until they got their salary.
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