The brother and sister came to the dean's office with sad faces. Perhaps people standing by can see things more clearly.
After hearing what his son-in-law said, Dean Gu didn't think much about it and said directly: "Save him, and the sooner the better."
"But Dad, back then..."
Dean Gu shook his head. "I've heard your grandmother tell me what happened back then. Your grandfather definitely made mistakes, and he made them over and over again. But think about it, even if he wasn't your grandfather now, but just an ordinary patient, would you save him?"
Chen Xia thought, this is the bad thing about medical staff. Once they are morally kidnapped, they can only surrender and become saints.
It's like a hospital that owes money. If a patient has no money, will you save him? If you don't, you will be criticized by everyone, and your superiors will make you pay for it.
But if you save the patient and the patient runs away in the end without paying the bill, the doctor will be finished. Better hospital departments will bear part of the responsibility, but most hospitals will let you pay slowly. Anyway, you are responsible for the patients you see.
How much does a poor doctor earn in a year? How many patients can afford it? Those who read the news and watch the internet and constantly criticize doctors as unethical and beastly don't think about this:
Are doctors human beings? Don't they have families to support? So why should doctors cover their patients' medical expenses? Are doctors' hard-earned salaries not money?
Patients without money must be treated urgently, but who should bear the costs of treatment and medical expenses? The doctor? The hospital? Or our government?
Chen Xia's train of thought always led to distractions. In the office, his father-in-law continued to lecture him:
"You were in Changhua, and you risked your life to save a child you didn't even know. Now you're facing your own grandfather, and we're blood relatives after all. If you watch him die in such pain, I'm not even sure if your conscience will be at peace."
When Chen Xia heard this, he muttered to himself: I haven't even seen this old man, how could he be safe or unsafe?
But if he said this, he would definitely be hit to death with a teacup by his father-in-law, so he kept quiet.
"Besides, you're a cadre now. What's the most important thing for a cadre? Reputation is important. You're still young and have a chance to move up. If others knew you ignored your grandfather's serious illness, what would the people think? What would your superiors think?"
In the early 1980s, the opinions of the masses were still very important in the promotion of cadres. Even if one had connections, if the public opinion assessment did not pass, the official would not be promoted. The employees of state-owned factories were the "masters" and they were not joking when they cursed.
Chen Xia didn't take this seriously, perhaps because he hadn't changed his mind.
But Chen Chun understood. She was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. She didn't need to have too high ideological awareness, otherwise she would not have been able to become the president of the student union and the league cadre of the hospital. She was a proletarian fighter who could stand the test.
"Xiao Xia, I think Uncle Gu is right. If we don't save you, it will have a huge impact on you. Besides, grandma will be sad too. Maybe mom knows about this and would also like us to lend a hand."
Chen Xia thought that her elder sister was really cunning. She obviously wanted to pass the blame to her, but in the end she threw the blame back to her.
Since his father-in-law and elder sister said so, he could only be a good guy for once, but Chen Xia also made up his mind that after this treatment, he would definitely send the child back to his hometown and would never support him.
If we say that my grandmother was just a rural woman with no power at home, the old man was the instigator of the whole tragedy. He only cared about money and had no family affection. He did not deserve sympathy.
Not to mention his uncle Yang Guanshan. It was he who took away his 500 yuan. How could he have spent it all in one or two years in the countryside?
As a result, his own son refused to pay and asked his "wild nephew" to take the blame. There is nothing I can say, what a rotten guy.
Chen Xia called Chen Guolin from the pharmaceutical factory and asked him to drive the pharmaceutical factory's boat to pick up the old man and send him directly to the People's Hospital.
It was already dark when the old man delivered it.
In the emergency department, Xie Liping was working today's night shift. When he saw Chen Laoshi pushing an old man in, he subconsciously wondered if he had picked up another old man at the hospital gate?
"Mr. Chen, what's going on?"
"How do you know what's going on? Hurry up, arrange for an examination immediately."
When Xie Liping saw that Mr. Chen seemed to be in a bad mood, he quickly stuck out his tongue and ran to the emergency room to inform everyone that they had to be on level one alert tonight and it was better to be careful. It seemed that Mr. Chen had quarreled with his wife and was in a bad mood.
See, that's how rumors spread.
When Yang Guanshan saw Chen Xia and Chen Chun, his eyes lit up like little suns.
The 500 yuan at the beginning made him taste the sweetness, and he also knew that his nephew was not short of money. It was said that the house in Ke Zhen was as good as a palace. Giving him a thousand or eight hundred yuan would be enough for him to live a luxurious life.
So he immediately asked politely, "Big brother, second brother, you are all here. That's good. Grandpa is relying on you this time. Your aunt and I are relieved."
Chen Chun and Chen Xia rolled their eyes.
But he was their grandfather after all, so although the brother and sister did not take action directly, they stood aside while Xie Liping went on stage to inspect him.
"Where are the family members?"
Yang Guanshan stepped forward quickly: "I am a family member. Little doctor, please be careful. This is your Section Chief Chen's grandfather."
"ah?!"
Xie Liping's hands trembled and he looked at Chen Xia nervously, fearing that he would not make any standard diagnosis or treatment and be scolded by Mr. Chen.
Chen Chun's expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Why are you looking at me? I have something on my face. Just follow your own ideas."
Poor Xie Liping really wanted to turn around and leave, letting Mo Yongfang next to him take over, but now he was standing next to the old man, and it was difficult to get off the tiger, so he had to bite the bullet and go on.
"Then... the patient... no... it's grandpa... what happened?"
Seeing the young doctor who could barely speak clearly, Yang Guanshan felt so proud. "My father, Section Chief Chen's grandfather, has had abdominal distension and pain for eight days."
This is the main complaint, but we can't make any conclusion based on this alone.
"About eight days ago, my father started complaining of stomach pains, then vomiting. Gradually, he couldn't even eat, and his stomach kept getting bigger and bigger. I later invited the best doctor from our commune hospital to come to our house, but he couldn't find the cause."
While listening, Xie Liping lowered his head to examine carefully and found that the abdomen was distended, there was tenderness and rebound pain around the umbilicus, weak bowel sounds, negative shifting dullness, and tympanic sound on percussion.
"Grandpa, how many days has it been since you last had a bowel movement?"
Yang Guanshan didn't know a thing, so Yuan Guifen replied, "Oh, about a week?"
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