Chapter 62 Veteran shuhaige.net



A steamed bun used to cost a few cents, but now it costs one dollar and fifty cents.

There was no charge for picking up trash before, but now there is a city appearance management fee...

The stream in front of my house was polluted by the factory upstream, and then we connected the tap water at home. The price of tap water, which smells of alum, has been rising year by year...

In the past, I went to the old Chinese medicine clinic on the street to see a doctor. I could get a few prescriptions for a few dozen dollars and they would last for several years.

But later,

An old Chinese doctor who did not have a medical license was fined 100,000 yuan. He spent all his money to raise the fine.

After paying the fine, the old Chinese doctor can no longer practice medicine.

Within a few years, the old Chinese doctor died of depression.

The old Chinese medicine clinic, which spanned three dynasties, had gone through the turmoil of the Qing Dynasty, the turmoil of the Ming Dynasty, and the wars of the early dynasties...

Finally, with the efforts of many people,

Finally fell down...

Without the old Chinese doctor, he could only go to the city, where there were big hospitals.

When he arrived at the big hospital, he couldn't read, but he recognized two of the four words "People's Hospital" written on the sign: "People".

Seeing these two words, a touch of warmth finally emerged in his heart which had been frozen for decades.

People,

These are words that once warmed people's hearts, just like comrades.

It was his first time to go to the hospital and he didn't know anything.

He only knew that people asked him if he had registered.

How much is it?

Should I make an appointment with a specialist?

He didn't understand, he only knew that the experts should sound very powerful, just like the old Chinese doctors.

Then he spent a few hundred yuan to see a specialist.

Seeing the expert is very young,

He is only in his thirties and is really promising.

After the expert received him, he took a look at it, and then typed on the keyboard for a long time to ask him to pay the fee.

After payment,

He had a CT scan, a serum test...and various other tests whose names I don't know.

Finally, he returned to the specialist room with a list of examination forms...

He handed the test results to the expert with hope.

But the expert didn't answer, didn't even glance at him, just looked up at him and said, "Your condition is very serious, you may need surgery. Please get your family to sign and arrange the surgery immediately!"

Hearing the expert's words, the old man was slightly stunned, and then said with a bitter face: "I'm sorry, comrade, I... I don't have any family. Can I sign it myself? I can write my name!"

"No, you're an elderly patient. The surgery is very risky, with a 60% mortality rate. You need a family member to sign! If not an immediate family member, a collateral relative will do! Even a neighbor will do."

The doctor is serious.

"I'm sorry, doctor, I really don't have any relatives or neighbors. My family and relatives are all dead... I don't have a home anymore!"

The old man lowered his head, recalling the ruins of the past.

yes,

He has no home anymore.

He has no family left.

At that time, everyone in the village was slaughtered. Not even a chicken or a dog survived, let alone a person. Those things were worse than animals...

After he was forced to retire, he returned home...

A man lived in this ghost village, as outsiders called it, a place that no one within a few miles dared to approach.

Others are afraid,

But he is not afraid.

The ghosts that others were afraid of were actually his relatives whom he missed day and night. Sometimes he even wished that there were really ghosts in the village. If so, at least he would not be alone.

He won't be lonely.

"I'm sorry, doctor, if it really doesn't work, then I won't treat you!"

The old man turned around and was about to leave, but he was stopped by the expert just as he turned around.

The expert had a kind smile on his face: "Old man, look at what you said, the rules and regulations are dead, but people are alive. As doctors who save lives and heal the wounded, how can we bear to stand by and watch? We have special methods for special cases. So, you go and pay the fee first.

After you pay the fee, I will ask you to sign some consent forms so that we can perform the surgery on you. Although this will involve a great risk for me, it is worth it for your safety!"

The expert smiled.

A touch of warmth emerged in the old man's heart again. It is indeed a hospital for the people, and they always care about the people.

"Well, thank you, doctor!"

He thanked the expert repeatedly and even bent down and bowed to him several times.

The expert enthusiastically helped the old man up, and then handed him a long bill.

The old man took the bill and took a look at it. The smile on his face slowly froze, and he even staggered and almost fell.

My mind is blank.

His hands were shaking slightly as he held the bill.

He couldn't recognize what was written on the rows of charges, nor could he count how many numbers there were.

He only knew that it was a lot of money...

"I'm sorry, doctor, I don't want to have the surgery anymore. I don't have that much money..."

The old man lowered his head in bitterness. He originally thought that the surgery would cost at most a few hundred dollars, but...

"What? Old man, you are not kidding, are you?"

The expert frowned slightly, and the enthusiasm on his face disappeared.

"I'm not kidding, I really don't have any money. I'm just an old man who picks up trash. I can't afford such an expensive surgery!"

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