Unexpectedly, on the first day of opening, the Dai people in Jiegao gave Chen Xia a warning.
A man was lying on the ground, groaning in pain, his whole body bent over in agony, tossing and turning like a boiled prawn.
There were huge crowds of villagers watching outside the bamboo building, just like the Dali Spring Fair.
A Dai woman was sitting on the ground crying loudly, holding a palm leaf bag in her arms.
"Oh my poor man, you were fine this morning, how come you're gone all of a sudden? Oh, are your intestines rotten or is there a hole in your stomach? How are we going to survive?"
The crying tones are all in a set pattern, with ups and downs, like singing folk songs, and even a bit of rhyme.
When the folk singer shouted like this, everyone around him started to laugh and talk.
Chen Xia thought to himself how unlucky it was that he had an acute abdominal disease right after opening the business.
This disease can be serious or not. It is easy to find out the cause. If you cannot find out where the lesion is, it may not be possible to save the patient even in the hospital.
The Dai mother was still crying, the Dai old man was groaning on the ground, his children next to him had tears in their eyes, and the onlookers were all shaking their heads.
Several elderly villagers were explaining, "There's no way he can be saved. His intestines are rotting. Many people die from this disease every year."
Dao Daguang was also troubled. He had been told that Doctor Chen was here to sell medicine, but he had turned out to be a dying man. Furthermore, Doctor Chen looked very young, and he didn't look like an experienced doctor at all.
But he never gave up and asked tentatively, "Doctor Chen, what do you think we should do?"
What else did Chen Xia do? Just let it sit. He immediately said to the guys next to him:
"Hurry up and help carry the patient into the room. I need to examine him. You are not allowed to enter the room during the examination. Do you understand?"
Several young men nodded quickly, then carried the old man lying on the ground to the inner room of the bamboo building. Chen Xia closed the door and didn't care what others said.
He quickly found a bedside B-ultrasound machine from the space hospital and started examining the old man's stomach.
Bedside ultrasound machines are all rechargeable and compact, making them most suitable for use in emergency situations like this. Chen Xia used the probe to examine his abdomen while staring at the screen.
There is nothing wrong with the liver or spleen, there is a stone in the kidney but the pain is in the wrong location, so it can be ruled out; the gallbladder is fine, so there is no problem either.
Chen Xia didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the thickened appendix. Fortunately, this operation was a small case and could be done with his eyes closed.
After he came out of the room, he said to Dao Daguang:
"Uncle Dao, go to the county hospital and find Director Cui immediately. Ask him to lend me an anesthesiologist, a surgeon, and a nurse. Hurry! The patient has an intestinal problem and needs surgery right away."
Dao Daguang was stunned. Surgery? Cutting open his stomach with a knife?
"Doctor Chen, will this caesarean section kill someone?"
Chen Xia really wanted to spit him to death with a mouthful of salt soda. "Uncle Dao, he might survive with surgery, but he'll definitely die without it. I've brought all the surgical instruments, but I need help. Find someone quickly, or it'll be too late."
Uncle Dao quickly ordered several young men to run to the county hospital as quickly as possible. Chen Xia hurriedly shouted from behind, "Use my bicycle, hurry up."
When the Dai woman and her children heard that they were saved, they immediately got up from the ground.
"Doctor Chen, is there really hope? Do we really need to open my stomach? Please, here are two jade bracelets from our family collection. Are they enough for the surgery? If not, I'll find another way!"
Chen Xia's heart was beating so fast that he got two bracelets as soon as the business opened. They looked to be of high ice quality or above.
Dao Daguang, who was standing next to him, took it and looked at it, then nodded and said, "It's a glass-type Zhengyang green, a little bit short of the imperial green."
Chen the Conspirator took the bracelet with a smile, exhaled, and wiped it clean with his clothes, feeling very happy. This is a good thing, and it will be worth at least tens of millions in the future, if not hundreds of millions.
It was definitely a good start. If Chen Xia wasn't afraid of being beaten to death by the patient's family, he really wanted to set off a few firecrackers to celebrate.
Appendectomy surgery is actually very simple, but he can't let the villagers think it is a simple matter. The more painful the patient is, the more seriously he acts, and the more grateful the family members will be to him.
"Uncle Dao, I've done a preliminary examination and it's an intestinal abscess. If I don't have surgery, I'll die in pain within three days. Not only will I have to have a laparotomy, but I'll also have to take the best anti-inflammatory drugs after the surgery, which is expensive..."
The Dai woman was obviously prepared and immediately shouted, "Doctor Chen, if you can save my husband, I will give you a piece of glass jadeite."
This roar was heard by the surrounding villagers, and everyone had a comparison in their minds.
A major caesarean section operation, plus post-operative medication, the family used two glass-type Zhengyang green bracelets, plus a high ice jadeite rough stone.
The villagers don’t know whether it is worth it or not, but they know that when they buy medicine or see a doctor in the future, they will have to follow this standard.
For minor illnesses, smaller jadeite will be used; for major illnesses, larger jadeite will be used. Doctor Chen also said that only glass-type and high-ice-type jadeite are needed.
Chen Xia did this on purpose. The two high-quality icy green jade bracelets had already made him a lot of money, and he was already satisfied. But he was afraid that if he asked for a low price, it would make it difficult to do business in the future.
As a profiteer who engages in speculation and profiteering, of course he has to maximize his profits.
In Chen Xia's eyes, it is a precious gem. But in the eyes of these villagers who have been dealing with jade for several lifetimes, it is not necessarily a treasure. At most, it is a good thing that can be exchanged for food and money, no different from the crops produced in the fields.
Everyone takes what they need.
Dear readers, please do not think that Chen Xia is trying to scam people with jadeite. Things that are precious now may not be precious in the future. Just like electrical appliances from 1981, if you were given a 40-year-old radio, do you think it is valuable?
What is not precious now may not be precious in the future, just like antiques and jade.
It all depends on who has a better vision and who can seize the opportunity better. If you miss an opportunity, don't blame others.
Just like Ma Modu, many people scolded him for collecting antiques in the 1980s by cheating and deceiving others. He sold a bowl for a few dollars and a plum vase for ten dollars. He was a big liar and vulgar for selling them so cheaply.
If you weren't vulgar, why didn't you buy antiques back then when they were cheap? Or why didn't your grandfather or father buy them? Do you have the vision?
For example, in the 1990s or 2000s, housing prices were also cheap, but did you have the foresight to borrow money to buy a house?
So keyboard warriors are meaningless. You can't call someone a liar just because he has vision, takes the lead and makes a lot of money later.
What if the buyer has poor judgment and the item doesn't appreciate in value, resulting in a loss? Is he still a scammer?
The author must clear Chen Xia's name, otherwise his character will collapse.
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