Chen Xia looked at the rookie "dad" in front of him and had to say a few words:
"Brother, I'm telling you it's a very simple matter. You can't say this outside. You have to pretend to be embarrassed before agreeing to them. This is a favor, and I can provide you with help in the hospital in the future."
Chen Zhenwu still didn't understand, but Yin Yue'e understood it immediately.
"Silly, Xiao Xia means that when someone asks you for help, you shouldn't agree easily. You have to make it look like you put in a lot of effort to get the medicine, so that others will be grateful to you."
Chen Xia nodded and gave a thumbs up to the future head of the nursing department.
Surgery has always been the department in the hospital most likely to produce a hospital director. As long as you do a good job, promotion and wealth are no big deal.
Chen Zhenwu became famous this time. In the eyes of his leaders, he is a responsible and good employee, and in the eyes of his patients, he is a capable and good doctor.
If they didn't promote this kind of talent, who else would they promote? Could it be that effeminate Xia Hansheng who was behind all this trouble? He was too embarrassed to stay in the department now.
Five days later, the patient had almost recovered. Chen Xia went to the ward with Chen Zhenwu to make rounds. They were all very happy to see that the inflammatory indicators had returned to normal.
The patient's family members are all here today, and everyone is in high spirits. They are all sighing that they have saved his life this time. The key is that after the second operation, the old illness that has troubled him for more than ten years will be completely solved.
The patient's wife handed an envelope to Chen Xia.
"Doctor Chen, you wouldn't say how much this is, but this is a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it. I heard you used the world's best anti-inflammatory drug on my husband. I'm so grateful."
"No, no, this is because the patient is a blessed person, so he can turn danger into safety."
Chen Xia said this beautifully, which made the family members laugh.
The old man who scolded everyone that day was also there. He stood up tremblingly, took out a paper box from the side and handed it to Chen Xia.
"Young man, this is my personal thank you gift. Thank you for saving my son and not letting me die young."
Chen Xia didn't open the box, thinking it was some local specialty, so he took it with a smile and said:
"Thank you very much, old man. If you need any medicine in the future, you can ask Doctor Chen to contact me. I will definitely help you if I can. Doctor Chen is my elder brother, and I hope you can help me in the future."
The local tyrants are very powerful, and even the top government officials from other places will not offend them easily, so having good relations with them will definitely be of great help to Chen Zhenwu's career.
Everyone was in harmony, and Director Hu personally sent Chen Xia to the hospital entrance before returning.
Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Xia pulled Chen Zhenwu aside and whispered, "Brother, don't ever touch this patient again. If you really come to me, you must find an excuse to turn him away."
Chen Zhenwu's mind was full of questions: "Why?"
"It's simple. This person has developed a super-drug-resistant body due to long-term use of antibiotics. He was saved this time by Tylenol, but after a few uses, Tylenol will lose its effectiveness. By then, there will be no other medicine left, and he will die. With the way this family works, anyone who touches him will die."
Chen Zhenwu thought about it carefully and nodded firmly: "I understand. I will definitely not see you again."
Chen Xia took out a few more bottles of TaiNeng from his backpack and said, "Brother, take these. You can use them at critical moments. I often have to go on business trips. It will be troublesome if I can't get there in time next time."
Chen Zhenwu was so moved that he couldn't say anything. He just held the hand of this little brother from Yuezhou tightly.
At this time, grandma was already waiting at the gate of the family quarters, holding a lot of food boxes in her hands, all of which were filled with Chen Xia's favorite snacks.
Chen Xia was extremely reluctant, but he had to go back to Yuezhou. In this life, Yuezhou was his real home, where his career and the people he loved most were.
I waved goodbye, still feeling reluctant to leave.
After Chen Xia drove the car out of the city, he found a place to stop, took out the envelope given by the family and opened it to see 2,000 yuan.
This amount of money is also the annual income of a leading cadre. This family is also very generous. Chen Xia was very happy when he threw the money. He finally earned back the gas money.
Suddenly I found a cardboard box on the seat, I opened it and saw:
Wow, what a surprise.
Inside the paper box was a plate of about 25 centimeters. The main color was yellow, with two large green dragons painted in the middle, and six small dragons painted on the ring of the plate. The whole plate looked elegant and luxurious, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.
Chen Xia didn't know much about antiques, but after receiving short-term training from Ying Yuanyue, he knew a little bit.
For example, the dragon on this plate has five claws, which means that it was only used by the royal family in ancient times. As long as it came from the palace, how could it be a cheap item?
There is a signature on the bottom of the plate: "Made in the Wanli Period of the Ming Dynasty". Wow, it was something from the imperial palace of the Ming Dynasty.
Chen Xia was happy and thought to himself that this old man was really generous. If he were in his place, he would definitely not be willing to give it away. Could this be fake?
Worried about gains and losses, Chen Xia restarted the car and drove towards Yuezhou, thinking that he would have to let Ying Yuanyue take a look after returning home.
If he had some knowledge of antiques, he would know that this was clearly a fine Ming tri-color porcelain, fired in the JDZ official kiln during the Wanli period. Its bright colors and pure craftsmanship were extremely rare even during the Wanli period.
It is definitely a national first-class cultural relic and, according to Ying Yuanyue's standards, it is also an antique handed down from generation to generation.
In fact, this plate was not an heirloom in the old man's family, but was confiscated during a special period and secretly preserved by the old man. This time, in order to thank Chen Xia for saving his life, the old man selected it from his numerous collections.
It was also because he had no vision. He thought it was just a fruit plate, no big deal, and definitely not as valuable as those calligraphy and paintings, or ancient jade.
If he knew in the future that this fruit plate was auctioned and worth several houses in the capital, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the urn.
On the roadside when walking from Jiangzhou City to Yuezhou, you can see people selling "pomelos" everywhere.
Pomelo is a specialty of Jiangzhou. There are also a lot of oranges. Chen Xia was tired of eating them in his previous life.
But this kind of fruit is definitely a good thing to give to others as a gift. Nowadays, how many families can eat fruit regularly throughout the year?
So he drove along and bought along the way.
When the car was full, he would quietly take it to the space hospital and then look for the next store to buy more. He did this over and over again and bought several thousand kilograms.
A pound of grapefruit cost 5 cents, and a pound of oranges cost only 3 cents, so the total cost was less than 300 yuan.
300 yuan is definitely a huge sum of money for farmers, but it doesn’t matter to the richest man Chen. He received 2,000 yuan in a red envelope.
This guy is so pretentious that he deserves full marks. If he gets one point more, he's afraid he'll become proud.
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