After settling down with Zou Wei, Zou Wenhui ran to the first floor to pay the medical expenses and hospitalization expenses, and then ran to ask Jiang Weiwei.
"Do you still have wheelchairs in your hospital? Just now there was an old man sitting in the yard. I want to get one for my father. "
Jiang Weiwei is writing the medical record. Without raising her head, she said, "now our hospital has only one wheelchair. If you want, you can register first, pay a deposit, and wait until the new wheelchair is made, and we will keep one for you."
Zou Wenhui nodded without hesitation: "OK, I'll register now!"
He ran to register, paid a deposit of 200 Wen, and then ran back to the ward on the second floor to tell his father the good news.
Father Zou Wei is very happy. He can't go anywhere because of his inconvenient legs and feet these years. Don't mention how much he is bent. If he has a wheelchair in the future, he can go out and walk around without being bored at home.
Zou Wenhui looked around, observed the environment of the ward and nodded.
"Dad, it's right for us to come to the health hall from Fucheng to seek medical treatment this time. Dr. Jiang is really a powerful doctor. You can see what's wrong with you in two or three times. The facilities of this hospital are not like a small rural hospital at all. The conditions are better than those of our Fucheng hospital!"
Master Zou Wei didn't talk much, and nodded at this time: "it's better here than the medical museum I've been to before!"
With a wheelchair and elevator, Xiaofeng will push grandpa out every day.
Jiang Weiwei will give Zou Wei old man acupuncture every morning. Xiu'er and a Tao will study next to him. They will write down Jiang Weiwei's techniques one by one, and then practice hard to get out of school as soon as possible.
Two days later, Zou Wei was discharged from the hospital. Zou Wenhui couldn't help asking about the wheelchair.
Jiang Weiwei said, "the wheelchair will have to wait another seven days. Come back in seven days."
Zou Wenhui hurriedly said, "we came to see you from Fucheng. Now my father's doctor is finished. I'm going to take him home. I still have a lot of things to deal with. I can't stay here for seven days."
Jiang Wei thought: "wait, I'll ask someone if the wheelchair is ready? If it's done, I'll get you one in advance. "
Zou Wenhui hurriedly thanked him.
Jiang Weiwei asks song Hao to go to carpenter Chen's house and ask how many wheelchairs have been made? If you have a good wheelchair, get one back in advance.
Song Hao hurried out.
While waiting for a reply, Zou Wenhui asked about wheelchairs and elevators, especially the elevator. The idea was too clever.
He smiled and said, "to tell you the truth, he is actually a merchant. He often runs around with the caravan. I have been to many places and have never seen such an elevator. If this thing is used to transport goods, it will certainly save a lot of effort."
When Jiang Wei heard this, he immediately became interested: "you know the people of the caravan very well?"
"I'm a businessman. Every year at the end of spring and early summer, I follow the caravan to the south to buy goods, then transport them to the north to sell, and then purchase goods from the north to the South and the Central Plains. We've been to Xisha before, but recently our relationship between Southern Chu and Xisha is tense. If we go now, we may encounter danger, So we probably won't go to Xisha these two years. "
To put it bluntly, what they do is buy and sell. If the same goods are sold in another place, the price can be doubled several times, and they can make a difference.
Such a business is highly profitable, but it is also accompanied by high risks.
After all, the traffic is underdeveloped these days, not every place is close to official roads, and it's remote. It's easy to be robbed. Sometimes it's sick and injured. If it can't be treated in time, it's likely to die.
Jiang Wei listened to him and asked tentatively.
"I heard that there is a tree in the south, and it will give out white emulsion when it is cut off. Do you know what the name of this tree is?"
Zou Wenhui quickly responded, "do you mean crying tree?"
Jiang Wei was stunned: "ah?"
"Because the bark of that tree will flow out of liquid when it is cut, it looks like crying, so the locals call it a crying tree, and later simplified it to a crying tree."
Jiang was not sure that the crying tree in his mouth was a rubber tree. She thought about it and asked, "is the fruit of that tree poisonous?"
Zou Wenhui nodded immediately, "yes! Some people have eaten the fruit of crying tree before. After eating it, they feel dizzy, nauseous, vomiting and even comatose. Not only people, but even animals will be poisoned if they eat it. Everyone knows that the fruit of crying tree is poisonous. No one has eaten it since then. "
Jiang Wei's eyes lit up: "that's right. The crying tree is a rubber tree!"
Her rubber! Her tires! Her medical gloves and infusion tubes! It's all there!
She asked excitedly, "do you know where there are rubber trees?"
Zou Wenhui didn't react: "rubber tree?"
"That's what you call crying tree, rubber tree. It's another name. I need this tree very much now. Can you help me find it?"
Zou Wenhui said, "there are a lot of rubber trees in the southern barbarian land. No one wants them at all. This thing can't be eaten or made into furniture. Even cutting firewood can't be done, because once it is cut, it will seep juice and sticky. The local people dislike them very much. Dr. Jiang, if you want, I can bring you two rubber trees back when I go to the south to buy goods. "
Jiang Weiwei said, "no, I don't need rubber trees. What I need is the juice of rubber trees. Can you help me buy the juice of rubber trees? I'll pay by weight. "
Zou Wenhui didn't understand: "what do you want that sticky thing for?"
"Don't ask this first. I'm of my own use."
Zou Wenhui thought for a moment and asked, "how many kilograms of rubber tree juice do you want?"
Jiang Weiwei wanted to say how much he wanted, but when he thought that the funds were not enough to invest all the money in the production of rubber, he had to bear the excitement in his heart, think carefully for a moment, and then give a number.
"Get me five tons first. I'll add more if it's not enough."
Zou Wenhui was startled: "so many?!"
Jiang Weiwei asked, "can't you want so much?"
"Our caravan usually goes south by boat. The load-bearing capacity of the ship is limited. Generally, it looks like ten tons. In addition to the weight of personnel, there are other goods. These add up to at least seven or eight tons. I can only help you squeeze out a weight of two tons at most."
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