Zhou Mo simply flipped through a few pages, and saw only colorful pictures with text, which she could not understand at all.
"Click" - the door opens.
Someone comes in.
Zhou Mo turned around and saw that it was Duan Feng. He greeted him and said, "Doctor Duan."
Duan Feng nodded slightly, "Miss Zhou."
He took off his white coat, hung it on the hanger, and walked to his desk and sat down.
Zhou Mo felt a little embarrassed.
The two of them barely knew each other, but they were not familiar with each other. It was too awkward for them to get along with each other at this level of acquaintance.
Zhou Mo is not the type of person who makes friends with others. When faced with such an awkward moment, all she can do is let the atmosphere continue to be awkward.
Fortunately, Ling Yuebin came back after a while.
"Oh, Han Chen is not here?" he asked, sitting at his desk.
Duan Feng didn't answer, but just looked up from the computer and glanced at Zhou Mo.
Obviously, he meant to wait for Zhou Mo to answer where Han Chen had gone.
Zhou Mo: "He didn't say,"
"I guess he went to see the little boy who had his leg amputated. Poor kid."
Ling Yuebin shook his head distressed and helpless, "There's nothing we can do. Osteosarcoma is a disease that's most common in teenagers. To save his life, amputation is the only option."
Although Zhou Mo did not see it with his own eyes, he felt sorry for it after hearing Ling Yuebin's narration.
Duan Feng asked: "Has his father been found?"
Ling Yuebin: "No, his mother is the only one who takes care of him."
Duan Feng: "No other family members came either?"
Ling Yuebin: "My grandparents came to see me during the few days I was in the hospital, but we haven't seen them since."
Duan Feng: "Okay, I'm going to deduct money again."
Ling Yuebin also rubbed his temples. "Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. That's the rule. On the bright side, Han Chen deducts more points than us."
Although there were only a few words, Zhou Mo understood the general idea.
Hospitals are not only places to treat illnesses and save lives, but also witness the separation of life and death, and a test of the good and evil of human nature.
The little boy's father disappeared, and his grandparents were unwilling to take care of their seriously ill, amputated grandson, so the child's mother was the only one taking care of him.
This is not a minor operation, and the cost of treatment is not small. If there is no financial support from other relatives, this disease is enough to bring devastating disaster to a family.
As a doctor, I am still powerless.
Osteosarcoma, a terminal illness, will kill you if you don't have an amputation.
In this case, amputation is the only option.
The high cost of treatment is a huge burden on patients.
But if patients cannot pay, it will become a huge burden on doctors.
The doctor who is responsible for treating the patient is not only responsible for the patient's illness, but also has to supervise the patient in a timely manner and urge the patient to pay the bill.
If the fees cannot be paid, the hospital finance department will specifically verify which department has this problem. The department will bear 50% of the unpaid fees, and the rest will be deducted from the performance of each doctor in the department. The doctor in charge of the bed or the attending physician will bear the main responsibility and will have more deductions than others.
In the eyes of most people, doctors may be a profession with high social status and salary, but in fact, it may be one of the few jobs that requires paying to work.
According to Han Chen's working hours, he spends at least a dozen hours in the hospital every day, and sometimes he can't go home for a day or two in a row.
With such work intensity and working hours, the monthly hourly wage is only about 30 to 40 yuan.
Working part-time at KFC, I can earn more than ten yuan an hour.
This does not include the sunk costs of time and money spent studying medicine.
Otherwise, as people always say, if you persuade people to study medicine, God will strike you.
After Ling Yuebin and Duan Feng chatted for a few minutes, they went back to work and study quietly.
Zhou Mo couldn't be disturbed and could only remain quiet.
It's past the time to get off work, but Han Chen hasn't come back yet.
Duan Feng can leave work on time because he doesn't have to work overtime.
He turned off the computer, got up, cleaned up his desk, and prepared to leave work.
Suddenly there was a ringing sound.
It’s Duan Feng’s.
He picked up the phone, his tone a little impatient: "What's the matter?"
I don't know what was said on the other end.
Duan Feng replied, "I'm very busy recently, let's talk later... When? I can't say for sure. I'll find you when I have time."
Lin Yuebin was curious and asked with a smile, "Going to play ball with friends again?"
"Yeah," Duan Feng replied calmly, "I'll be leaving first."
After he left, Ling Yuebin also started packing up.
Seeing that Han Chen had no intention of coming back, he reminded Zhou Mo, "Why don't you call Han Cheng and ask him when he will be back?"
"It's okay, he said he can get off work on time, I'll wait a little longer."
Ling Yuebin didn't say anything else. After packing up his things, he put on his men's chest bag and adjusted its position. "I'm leaving first."
"Okay, goodbye," Zhou Mo said goodbye to her.
After waiting alone for a long time, Han Chen finally arrived.
He pushed open the door and said breathlessly, "Sorry to have kept you waiting. A patient had a special condition just now."
"Is it the little boy who had his limb amputated?" Zhou Mo asked.
Han Chen was surprised: "How do you know?"
"Your colleague said so."
Zhou Mo looked deeply at Han Chen, "You still want to be deducted money, right?"
"You know this too?" Han Chen was surprised.
"Why didn't you say anything when you encountered such a difficult problem?" Zhou Mo questioned.
"These are all work matters. There's no point in talking to you. It'll only make you feel miserable. There's no need to do that."
"Who said it's unnecessary?" Zhou Mo interrupted him righteously, "You just told Ren Huaibo that I was your wife. Now you don't consider me your wife anymore?"
"What are you talking about?" Han Chen: "Don't think too much, I just don't want you to worry."
"If you don't want me to worry, you should tell me everything. Don't try to handle every problem by yourself. No matter what the problem is, why don't we face it together?"
Han Chen was moved by Zhou Mo's persistence and directness. He stepped forward and held Zhou Mo in his arms.
"Thank you for understanding me."
Zhou Mo also hugged Han Chen's waist, put herself in his arms comfortably, and enjoyed the comfort of the moment.
"I know it's been tough for you, and you're used to bearing things alone. But now that we're married, we're a family, tied together. If you have something on your mind, feel free to tell me. Even if I can't help you out, at least I can listen to your complaints and be your emotional outlet... If you keep everything bottled up, you'll be unhappy, and neither will I. Why bother?"
Han Chen didn't say a word, but just hugged Zhou Mo tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to crush him into pieces and squeeze him into his chest.
"Cough cough," Zhou Mo was squeezed by the heavy force and wanted to cough reflexively, "Be gentle."
Han Chen finally let go of her, letting go of her nervousness and asking, "Did it hurt you?"
Zhou Mo coughed a few more times before she recovered and waved her hand.
"Let's go home."
"Walk."
Han Chen took the car keys from the desk drawer.
Zhou Mo asked: "Not going to your house?"
Han Chen said, "Didn't you say I'd put a screen protector on your phone first?"
Zhou Mo then remembered, "Yes."
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