Qin Yanzheng: "You're going to perform surgery on the baby yourself?"
"Is there a problem? Or do you lack confidence in my medical skills?"
Song Lan raised an eyebrow.
"No, no problem. I have no doubt about your medical skills. I'm just worried that you'll get tired."
Qin Yanzheng expressed his concerns: "With such a big belly, it will be inconvenient for you to move around. If the surgery takes a long time, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
"Don't worry, it won't take long."
Song Lan's gaze softened as she looked at the man, a smile playing on her lips: "You heard it too, my grandma didn't want to go to the hospital for a checkup. Ultimately, she's afraid of spending money. If I hadn't come to perform this surgery, do you think my grandma would have agreed to have her eyes treated?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yanzheng was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Having come from hard times, even though life has improved considerably now, older people still feel the need to save money wherever possible. Even when it comes to matters of their health, they often just tough it out on their own if they get a minor illness."
If things became unbearable, they would find a nearby barefoot doctor to prescribe some herbal medicine, and go to the hospital for treatment. In the minds of farmers, going to the hospital was something they would absolutely avoid if possible.
Song Lan said this, but she also knew that compared to the people in her original world, the people in this world, even the farmers, enjoyed much better treatment in terms of medical care.
For example, she can buy medicine to treat headaches and fevers for a little money, unlike in her original world where a minor headache or fever could be fatal.
Ultimately, it all boils down to the fact that people's lives are still not prosperous.
Qin Yanzheng said, "But I believe that the country will become stronger and stronger, and people's lives will become better and better. One day, we will no longer have to worry too much about seeing a doctor."
As the country becomes wealthier, subsidies for people's medical care will inevitably be introduced.
"I hope that day will come soon."
As Song Lan spoke softly, she didn't forget to send her heartfelt wishes to the people of her original world—that they would not have to worry about seeing a doctor in the future!
"Ring ring! Ring ring..."
The landline phone suddenly rang.
Song Lan's thoughts were pulled back. She picked up the microphone casually, and before she could speak, a familiar male voice came from the other end: "Dr. Song, this is Chen Dongxu..."
That's right, the person on the other end of the phone was Chen Dongxu. He was currently in his grandparents' courtyard house in Beijing, talking nonstop into the microphone.
"You mean you're coming tomorrow?"
After listening to Chen Dongxu's words, Song Lan understood what he meant. She felt that things were a bit too sudden, but Chen Dongxu had already made his point very clear, so she couldn't very well refuse.
Furthermore, she is a doctor, and patients come to her seeking treatment. She can't just say she can't cure them and tell them not to come to her again without even seeing them.
A sense of helplessness welled up in Song Lan's heart. Yes, Song Lan felt particularly helpless about Chen Dongxu's words "admiration for her reputation." He said that his grandfather had learned of her extraordinary medical skills and decided to bring his grandmother here to see her for a consultation the next day.
Song Lan really wanted to ask Chen Dongxu in person: Did you hear about your grandfather's situation from him?
Still drawn by its reputation?
Are they trying to put her on the hot seat?
Who among them, living in such a heavily guarded compound, is an ordinary person?
In other words, if someone in a high position falls ill, wouldn't the government arrange for specialists to see them? And there's a very high chance they'd come to their home for a consultation. But now, just because someone said something, two elderly people of high status are traveling a long way to see her. Isn't this putting pressure on her?
"We'll leave after breakfast tomorrow morning, Dr. Song. You're supposed to be at work as usual tomorrow, right?"
"right……"
Before Song Lan could finish speaking, Chen Dongxu's voice rang out again: "Then it's settled. I'll accompany my grandparents to find you. See you tomorrow!"
"……good."
After a moment of silence, Song Lan responded.
She couldn't refuse, so she had to agree.
Whose call was it?
Seeing Song Lan put the microphone back on the landline, Qin Yanzheng immediately asked.
"It was Comrade Chen who made the call."
Song Lan responded.
"Which Comrade Chen?"
Qin Yanzheng's eyes were filled with doubt.
"It was Chen Dongsheng's younger brother, Chen Dongxu, who called. He said he would accompany his grandparents to see me for a medical check-up tomorrow."
Even experts in Beijing couldn't cure her; I wonder what disease that old lady was suffering from.
During the phone call, Chen Dongxu did not tell Song Lan the specific details of his grandmother's condition. He only said that the experts in Beijing were helpless and he wanted Song Lan to see if she could treat her.
Song Lan had no intention of hiding the content of her call with Chen Dongxu from her husband, so she directly stated the purpose of Chen Dongxu's call to her.
"It's probably not a minor illness."
Qin Yanzheng shared his guess.
“I think that makes sense. Otherwise, why would they go to all this trouble to come all the way here to see me?”
Song Lan lightly tapped her knee with her fingers and said, "The medical conditions in Beijing are definitely among the best in the country, and there are many large hospitals there, as well as many experts in various diseases. I really don't understand why Comrade Chen Dongxu thought of asking his grandparents to have me treat him."
“I don’t find it strange.”
Qin Yanzheng suddenly uttered this sentence, and upon hearing it, Song Lan blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Beijing does have many large hospitals and specialists who treat various diseases, but you have successfully treated two patients who were beyond the expertise of those specialists and whose conditions could not be reversed. This demonstrates just how good your medical skills are, far surpassing those of specialists in Beijing."
The man's expression was particularly serious. When their eyes met, Song Lan slowly became uncomfortable. She said, "You shouldn't praise your own family like that. If outsiders heard us, they would laugh at us."
Besides, I'm not an expert!
Avoiding the man's gaze, Song Lan turned her attention to the two little ones. Seeing that one had put down his ink brush and the other his paintbrush, and they were looking back at her, she couldn't help but cough lightly to cover up the discomfort the man had caused her, and asked the two little ones, "Are you both done?"
The two little ones nodded in unison.
Song Lan said with a smile, "Go and play with your second brother and sister. I'll take a look at you later and tell you if there's anything that needs to be corrected."
"Okay!"
The two little ones nodded their heads, and soon left the living room hand in hand.
Before leaving, he made sure to say goodbye to Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng.
Beijing City.
The courtyard house where Grandpa Chen and his wife live in peace.
"We'll leave at eight o'clock sharp tomorrow morning. Grandpa, is that a good time?"
After ending the call with Song Lan, Chen Dongxu turned his gaze to Grandpa Chen. Before Grandpa Chen could respond, he turned his gaze to Grandma Chen and asked, "Grandma, what do you think?"
"It wouldn't have been a problem if it had been earlier."
As people get older, they need less sleep, and she and her husband usually wake up around five o'clock.
"Let's set it for eight o'clock. We're not in a rush, there's no need to push ourselves too hard."
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