Chapter 839: Chen Qiu's Virgin Heart Floods



Chen Xia is a reborn person. How can I describe his ideological awareness? He has a certain concept of putting the individual first and the collective second.

You said you want to make contributions, but you said you want to make selfless contributions, even to the point of sacrificing everything and giving up your own family for the sake of everyone else. Chen Xia can never do that.

Maybe their parents in their previous life could do it. They were at work all day and never at home, so only their grandmother took care of them.

Chen Qiu is different. She is a typical young person of the new era who was born in the new China and grew up under the red flag. She is both red and professional.

His ideological awareness is completely different from that of the "local rich man" like Chen Laoer, or in other words, he has a similar kind of Madonna heart as the "white left". In this respect, Chen Chun has somewhat similar thinking.

This is actually the difference in ideas between the two generations. After all, they were born in the 1960s, and Chen Xia actually belongs to the 1980s.

When Chen Qiu saw so many patients starving and enduring the pain brought by the disease, he felt really, really uncomfortable.

She squatted down and touched the little girl's face, which felt cold.

"Little sister, are you cold? Are you hungry?"

If Chen Xia were here, he would definitely roll his eyes: Idiot, are you cold sleeping outdoors?

"Big sister, I'm not cold..."

The little girl was very sensible. She didn't cry or make a fuss, but answered with her big eyes blinking.

The little girl's father also smiled naively: "We are cold, but as long as my daughter's illness can be cured, it doesn't matter if it's even colder. I'll save some money if I can."

Chen Qiu nodded, stood up, and looked around. There were at least more than a hundred patients and their families in the Chinese pavilion and corridor in the small garden.

She just wanted to do something for these people.

Chen Qiu waved to the college student behind him:

"You guys, take my work ID to the cafeteria and find Deputy Manager Jiang Xiaoju. Tell her it was my request. Immediately prepare 500 meat buns, seaweed soup, and everything else. Bring everything here, and I'll be responsible for everything."

When the college students heard this, they knew that the boss's sister was kind-hearted, so they all smiled and nodded, then quickly ran to the cafeteria.

That night, the patients and their families all had hot steamed buns and seaweed soup, and even the children at the scene received a few extra pieces of chocolate.

The patients in the garden were of course very grateful.

But Chen Qiu always felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, especially when he thought about his elder brother earning hundreds of thousands of yuan a day in outpatient fees just from running a hospital.

Then there were the rich people who came in during the day, driving cars, carrying briefcases, their hair slicked back.

Look at these poor patients again. Perhaps the 100 yuan medicine fee can make them miserable. Or perhaps the 100 yuan can allow them to receive timely treatment and avoid developing a serious illness.

But they can't even come up with 100 yuan. They may register tomorrow, but knowing that the registration fee alone starts at 20 yuan, they can only give up.

What kind of unfairness is this?

When the depressed Chen Qiu rode his bicycle back home.

In Xiyuan Villa, the air conditioner in the living room is always on, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as warm as spring.

Gu's father and mother had gone upstairs to rest. Chen Chun was reading in the study, and Chen Xia and Gu Lin were playing games with the little kids in the living room.

When Chen Xia saw his sister coming back, she looked very melancholy, so he asked curiously:

"Third brother, what's wrong with you? You looked fine during the day, didn't you? Why are you acting like Lin Daiyu now? Are you heartbroken?"

Gu Lin's gossip suddenly piqued: "Ah, Xiaoqiu, you are in love? How come we don't know? Who is the man? Bring him back to meet me."

Several children also joined in the cheering: "Little aunt is in love, little aunt is in love."

Chen Qiu looked at the family of funny people and felt really tired. He put down his bag and sat opposite Chen Xia.

“Brother, I…”

Chen Xia quickly made a stop gesture: "No, no, no, if you call me brother, it will definitely be bad news. Just call me Second Brother normally."

Chen Qiu really wanted to beat this big brother to death, but when he thought about asking for help, he calmed down and said:

"Brother, I want to discuss something with you. Can you set up a medical fund?"

"Medical fund? What kind? Who are the recipients? How much money is needed?"

When Chen Xia heard his sister say something so seriously, he became more serious. If his sister needed help, as her brother, he would of course support her.

Chen Chun, the eldest sister who was sitting in the study, heard the conversation between the two, came out with a book and sat aside.

Chen Qiu has always been the most sensible child in the family. He usually never asks for anything, but now he rarely speaks. He must have encountered some difficulties.

"Sister, brother, sister-in-law, when I was leaving get off work today, I passed by the hospital garden and saw many patients there. Because they had no money, they could only live in pavilions and eat dry and hard steamed buns. Many children were shivering with cold.

I think we should help them. My personal strength is very limited, so I can only provide them with some food, but I think big brother has the ability... Then can we set up a medical fund to treat those poor people who can't afford medical treatment?"

After Chen Qiu said this, he secretly glanced at Chen Xia.

Chen Xia sighed inwardly, but remained calm on the surface and asked, "Old Third, how do you mean to save him?"

"What I mean is to set up a medical assistance fund. In the future, the medical expenses of those who cannot afford to see a doctor will be paid from here. This way, every poor person who comes to Four Seasons Hospital for treatment can receive the best medical services.

I think this is also one of the original intentions of my brother to establish the hospital. He hopes that everyone can afford medical treatment and everyone can recover their health. This should also be the dream of all of us doctors. "

Chen Chun didn't say anything, but just looked at his brother meaningfully.

Gu Lin wanted to say something but held it back and silently took the noisy children back to her room.

Chen Xia knew that this was a life-threatening question, and no matter which answer he gave, it would be very troublesome.

If he said he could pay for the medical treatment of the poor, the Chen family would immediately squander all their wealth even if they had mountains of gold and silver.

But if he said he would not save her, then in his sister's mind, he would be seen as a selfish man who was rich but heartless and had no love or sympathy, and the relationship between the brother and sister would be completely over.

Chen Xia smiled bitterly and asked:

"Third brother, your idea is right, but have you ever thought about how much money it will cost?"

Chen Qiu thought for a moment.

"For common illnesses, 100 yuan is probably enough each time. Even for more serious illnesses, a few thousand is the maximum. Suppose we help 1,000 poor people, it won't cost much, maybe 1 million yuan."

One million yuan sounded so easy to Chen Laosan. You have to know that even though his father-in-law was the mayor, his annual income was no more than 10,000 yuan.

This made Chen Xia feel very uncomfortable.

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